My body is being brutally mauled by six different men. I feel the cheap rope they used to suspend my begging body burning my waist as it rubs every time I move. I will surely have marks on my body for a few days after this.

As one of the men spread my individually suspended legs apart, I feel the rope that’s been wound around my thighs dig in and leave scratches as my already sensitive skin soars to higher planes of awareness. His small, yet rough hand comes down hard on the soft and fleshy inside of my thigh. I just know that his abuse will leave a bruise....