Part 8 - Joanne
This is my account of the first day.
Mom and I were getting into the car when I felt my whole body go numb. Someone
strong picked me up and carried me over to a mini-van and threw me inside it.
They placed a mask over my eyes and then used some type of plastic to tie my
hands and feet. Then they forced my mouth open and put in an awful tasting piece
of rubber that was a gag. They tied it real tight behind my head and it caused
my jaw to ache. Finally, they put a sack over my head. It was hard to breathe. I
could not see a thing.
The minivan started to move. I was beginning to get some feeling back into my
body. I was really scared. I could feel Mom beside me. She was trying to yell
through the gag but all that came out were muffled sounds. She gave up after a
while.
Mom and I were lying on the van floor. I could sense that one of the guys was
driving and the other was beside up. We drove a long time. I figured we were
going to be raped when we got to where they were taking us. I just hoped they
did not kill us.
We drove for what seemed like forever. They took mom first and then me into a
room that was downstairs and smelled like a basement. There they used some type
of restraint, like you see in a hospital, to fasten my body spread eagle on a
small bed. My head was placed inside a hole and I realized that Mom's head was
right beside mine. But her body pointed in the opposite direction.
When they pulled the sacks off our heads, my head was right beside Mom's. Then
they untied the gag and removed that. My jaw was numb; but the feeling came back
after a few minutes.
"Are you all right?" Mom asked.
I said I was okay. Mom started to yell that they could do anything they wanted
to her if they would just leave me alone. They told us they were going to keep
us only two days and that if we did not see their faces, we would be let go.
They said they were going to rape us and do a whole lot of other nasty stuff to
us.
Then they left the room for a while. Mom was crying. I started crying too. I did
not want to be raped. She kept telling me everything was going to be all right.
After a while, they came back and started cutting all our clothes off. I
remember thinking that I wished they would not cut my new leather jacket I got
for Christmas but they just cut away and pulled it from under me. They cut off
all my outer clothes and in a few minutes my bra and panties were snipped off
and I was naked. I told Mom I was naked and she said she was too.
I felt a hand squeezing my boob and then the other was grabbed and squeezed.
They played with my nipples and I felt a mouth sucking on one of them. Then a
finger started to feel my vagina and work its way inside me. I heard the guy
whose finger was in me say that I was a virgin and the other guy replied, "She
won't be after tomorrow". He had his finger in me pushing on my hymen and it
kind of hurt. Mom gave out a loud yell and said, "Please stop." They pretty much
felt me all over. They were doing the same to Mom.
They stopped for a while as they tightened the straps that held my feet. All of
a sudden, the sole of my foot was hit with something and I screamed from the
pain. A second later Mom screamed. I would scream and then Mom as they whipped
our feet. The pain was unbearable. Mom was screaming her head off begging them
to stop. I was doing the same. First they beat the shit out of one foot and then
the other. Mom passed out first. I was afraid she had a heart attack or
something. I blacked out a few seconds later.
Something that made my nostrils sting made me wake up. Mom was awake too. We
were both crying form the pain in our feet. I could feel mine starting to swell.
After a few minutes I felt something touching my feet. I knew it was the guy's
cock. He rubbed it all over my feet, which must have been bleeding because it
felt real wet and gooey. Then I felt a couple of splats of something wet hit my
feet and a hand smear it around my ankles.
A blanket was thrown over my nude body and they left the room.
I asked Mom if they had jerked off on her feet and she said yes. Her final words
to me that night were "Let's just try to stay alive."
