Fiona

The first time I felt pain, it was life giving. I had felt so dead until then. I was a shell of a woman just existing as I went from point A to point B. I did not even realize this till the night I was dragged down the alley and through the night repeatedly violated and gang banged. They did so many things to me that you would consider appalling. And yes, I was so frightened that I was not going to see daylight. But as they ripped through my clothes and my cunt, I realized this is what I needed. As they degraded and physically beat me bloody, I realized I needed more. And the more I submitted to their violence and humiliation and it became worse. Not just the pain, but the need for the pain. After hours of cum, piss, and dirt they were going to walk away and leave me to die. But not from injuries, from the thought of never being used like that again. I cried out for them to cum back and take me away and make use of my humiliation and pain. They just laughed and walked away. I spent days hidden away from reality. I tried to mutilate and hurt myself, but it was not the same. So I went back to that street, praying to find my gang bang paradise. Once I felt the first punch and then the sweet pain of the concrete…. I knew I was home.

~ Gang Bang Humiliation Victim Fiona