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When I was 13 I was kidnapped by my 17 year old boyfriend and two of his friends. They took me to there basement, gagged me and tied my to an old rotten mattress bed. I was raped in every possible way you can imagine, my boyfriend and his Friends took turns. I remember one time there was a line of guys just waiting to get there turn. The police had eventually got some tips as to where i was at, and my boyfriend decided it was time to either kill me or let me go. He had about ten guys wearing bandannas around there faces. He told me if i ever spoke about it, these ten unknown guys would come and kill my family. I agreed to never say anything. That last night was crazy, They rapped my ass with a empty old English bottle, some boys peed on me and one shit on my face. I remember them taking me in the backyard giving me a bar of soap and cleaning me off with a garden hose. I was given new clothes, and 15 minutes to put my makeup on and do my hair. I was driven 20 miles away and dumped in the ghetto at around 2 in the morning. I went home, and told the police I runaway, because I was having suicidal thoughts.I never told on the men that raped me. In the end it didn't matter, The 3 guys i only actually knew who raped me were killed in gangland violence in LA during the 80-90's. The others are probably dead or in jail. I was a young dumb Mexican girl wanting to hang out with bad ass Mexican boy gang members.
I recovered over time, and pushed most of it out of my memory. I'm married now and find myself probably much sluttier than a normal girl should be. I like role playing being raped. I like my husband to do anything sick he desires to my body, He can be pretty creative lol. I love being fucked in that ass. The part i don't understand is that the things those boys did to me, why is it I fantasize about it now?
Rating:3.00
Comments
- lets talk
- well if ass fking is your thing and you like to be raped hit me up buttlover@hushmail.com ; 0
- Obviously in order to deal with what would otherwise be a life-crushing experience, you chose to eroticise it instead. It's perfectly normal.
