I CURSED

BY DEFEATED PINK

I was raped as a child, my innocence stolen by those freaks who took advantage of my premature eleven years old body. I am a virgin of fairest beauty, a creamy morsel of pure perfection at the hands of their evil and sadistic lust. They plowed my virgin flesh to shreds and their merciless cocks were bathed royally with my blood, signifying my total defilement. I was captured in my own bedroom, where I lay bleeding and screaming as they gathered around my bed, unleashing their insatiable lusts to feast gluttonously on my naked charms, with all of their sex starved senses. I have nothing of my body that they do not own. To them, I was a rare treasure far more fair and precious than the golden chains and shackles that confined me spread eagled on my bed. Then my death came and went, and it was so arranged that I was locked in a prison dungeon, where the darkest of all criminals freely loomed, finding me in tears and chained in the golden bed of my ravishment. On cloth of purest white I lay, my skin like freshest petal - revealing the purity my perfect youth. A blooming white rose adorn the blankness of my pubes, clearly contrasting with the fairer flower beneath. I felt again the pain, as the first brute claimed his prize, and I screamed in testimony that my rape had begun. It was a brutal orgy of starving beasts taking delight in molesting their prey, as swine after swine took turns for a piece of my flesh, wildly using and abusing me to satisfy their lust in a fierce and savage feast. My voice, in lonesome screams, added the girlish pitch amid the constant groans and jeers of the maniacs in the dungeon. They broke my chains to use me in every way imaginable. My ass and cunt were as tight as my sensitive flesh could ever stretch, gripping and resisting their penetrating manhood that were ripping more and more of my flesh, piercing me with their forceful attempts to fill their monstrously massive cocks with the snapping grip of my softest virgin holes, as they banged brutally into me, bloating my tiny, broken womb and as well as my bowels, accompanied with the shrill of my pathetic cries in time when a cock is withdrawn from my tiny mouth, and my blood washing their abominably filthy and stinking cocks, at the expense of my pain and humiliation. And surely, they never regretted any single thing of everything that they did to me, for I was laid on their hands with the purity of an angel, so pure that I had never even set a foot to touch the ground, and even my stomach was virgin to any kind of food, nor my mouth had tasted anything at all, and my dainty ass is sealed in untouched immaculateness just like my tiny pussy. And for any touch that they lay on any part of my flesh, their sex starved lust is rewarded with the pleasure that could only be had from the kiss of my pure immaculate innocence, that smelt of my own fragrant freshness, and that which they had completely and happily devoured in my delicately frail 64 pounds, 4’-6” little girl body. They never stopped their violation of me, until I’m just a lifeless lump of bloody meat, and as I dwell in the sleep of my agonizing death, new bidders from every time and space gather their evil tokens, aiming pitiably to get me, as my soul, the one with the shoulder length of very light blonde hair, stood next in line behind my auctioneer.