As I stood there being mauled, I was otherwise ignored as the men talked about me but never to me. I was not used to being called such filthy names nor was I accustomed to being so thoroughly used. It certainly added to my feelings of helplessness and shame. I was just a sex toy for them, just a slut they could use without regard to my feelngs.

Dave began lowering the hydraulic lift which took the pressure off of my arms and legs a little. It was lowered just enough for me to bend over from the waist. My arms still were tied to the rear view mirror and...