Well the man is the head of the house, you see. So what he says goes. Even if what he says involves lifetime psychological damage!
To be somewhat fair to my mother, most of the worst stuff he ever said to me was when she wasn't around. To this day I don't know if she knew a lot of it. At the time he assured me that was he said came from both of them, and since I'd never seen her stand up to him for us, I had no reason to doubt it.
I was given a very specific (but non-inclusive) list of people I was not allowed to bring home. That included any and all women, naturally, but also included any and all men of any colour darker than germanic-european-white, and indeed any men of a religion other than young-earth-creationists.
Breaking any of these rules while still living in the house would have meant my expulsion from the house. I'd like to say my mom wouldn't have allowed him to kick me out but I really don't know.
Exactly why I never came out to my parents. I think they knew, since my stepfather would semi regularly tell me that if I came out as gay he would kick me out of the house.
Jokes on him, he's dead now and I'm still bisexual.
Best: unlimited free coffee, lots of free cake and sandwiches etc
Worst: 5am wake-ups several days a week. Customers suck. The public are idiotic assholes.
Conservative rural Christianity. It's fine to be gay as long as no one ever knows about it.