My mixed race daughter

I was 20 year old when this took place. It happened in West Yorkshire back in 1991.

I had been out with a female friend for the evening down to a local pub. After I decided to go to her house for a coffee and to continue our chat. Back in 1991 the UK was a different place to today. For starters car ownership wasn't as extensive. The mobile telephone wasn't invented or if it was I never saw one, and if you needed to make a phone call you were considered posh if you had a landline phone in your house. The usual way if you needed to ring for a taxi was to use a phone box. Around 11pm I was getting tired and needed to go home. I lived at home with my parents and we didn't own a car. So I walked a few hundred yards for my friends house to phone for a taxi.

The taxi turned up at the phone box I had requested it from about 10 minutes later. I got in the car and it was an Asian driver. He seemed pleasant enough and I had no issue with him. He asked me how I was and what I had been doing, just general pointless chat you have with taxi drivers. He had a thick Asian accent so I was struggling a little to fully understand him, but I tried to keep the conversation going just to keep awake if nothing else.

I noticed he was going not the usual way to my house. Not miles out of the way, but not the usual way. I didn't mention it because I just thought there might be a perfectly good reason for it. Then he stopped outside a house. 'I just need to go inside for a moment' he told me. Again, unusual but nothing for me to worry about. He came out a few minutes later with another Asian man of similar age, probably mid forty who got in the front seat. 'what's this I asked' as he set off. I did notice now we were going in completely the wrong direction. The driver turned to me and said 'do you like sex' I asked what he meant. I thought what sort of obscene question is that to ask a woman. 'Do you think about sex as much as we do?' he asked. This is mad I thought, what's this game all about. Then his passenger turned and said, 'We are taking you to the moors to rape you, don't worry we will rape you good'

I started to cry at this point. 'Just take me home' I demanded. But they didn't take me home, they took me along a moorland road high above the town I lived in. It was a dead end road in the pitch dark and although it was known as a lovers lane, at that time of night the chances of anyone else or any other car being around was slim.
They parked up and the passenger got into the back. The driver turned on the interior light so his mate could see what he was doing. He fought with me to get my knickers off. It was hard to fight him off because there was no space in the back of the car. He successfully pulled my knickers off and forced my skirt up despite me kicking hell out of him. He managed to pin me down, I just couldn't resist anymore in that confined space. He undid his zip and got his dick out. He got on top of me and I was entered. Once he entered me and began to screw me the driver turned off the interior light to allow us both some privacy. I was raped in the back seat of the taxi. The physical aspect of the rape wasn't too bad, but in the time it took for the rape to take place I was twisted into an awkward position with one leg over the back of the front passenger seat, the other on the back seat itself, and my head in the footwell. The driver held my right leg that was over the seat in position so I had no choice but to allow the rape to happen. I couldn't move. It was bloody painful for my back and it can't have been easy for him either. Whilst it took place they were both laughing and gibbering away in Urdu or something.
It took about 10 minutes before he cum. Once he had he got out and fastened up his trouser fly and the driver took his place. He pulled his trousers and underpants right down but this time I was dragged out of the car and forced to lay across the back seat face down, my legs were out side of the car with my feet on the ground and I was raped a second time from behind. He took much longer to rape me than his mate did.

When they had finished I was handed back my knickers and driven to another part of the town and dumped. I walked home but said nothing. I was ashamed really and worried what people might think of me.
One of them had made me pregnant. And I had the baby. It raised questions from my family and I lied and said I had a one night stand with an Asian guy. The baby was a very mixed race little girl who despite her conception background I bonded with her very easily. I raised her as a single parent, she was actually a stunningly lovely child. That was many years ago, my daughter is now 43 years old, has a family of her own that I am very proud of, she is a successful conveyance solicitor.

When she was old enough I did tell her how she came to be here. She was very upset but very supportive of my decision going through with the pregnancy. Looking at her I suspect the passenger was her dad, she has his nose shape. The chances of him still being alive are small.