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Donna Linn's Ordeal (M/f-teen, rp, v, sn)
by J. J. Onedime (address withheld by request)

***

At 19 I was still a virgin as were most girls my age in 1959 and I 
had only a part-time boyfriend. My world changed very quickly one 
Wednesday night when I was walked home from a high school 
basketball game. My brother was a senior and the star player on 
the team and I'd gone to see him play.

***

The cool air chilled me as I walked home from watching my brother, 
Tom, a senior on the high school basketball team, play for the 
school I had been a cheerleader for. 

Without a doubt I will always remember the night as I had only 
turned 19 the previous week and still was a virgin and planned on 
remaining so until I was married. It was 1959 and sex wasn't as 
open as it is now. Some of my girlfriends had gone all the way but 
I hadn't, even though I had a somewhat steady boyfriend. Sherm and 
I had dated some in high school but not on a regular basis. Now he 
was in the service and wouldn't be home for almost two more 
months. 

Walking along with my coat held tightly against my body to keep 
the air from entering down the front and around the collar, I had 
my head focused on the sidewalk. 

How the car pulled along side me and I not realizing it I'm still 
not certain about. Someone said, "Hey, sweetheart, want a ride, I 
didn't look up. When I did I thought for sure it would be one of 
the guys I knew and he was going to offer me a ride home. 

Almost the same time I looked towards the sound of the voice, I 
felt my body being grabbed by someone who was very large and a 
gloved hand being placed over my mouth. The man was so strong that 
he picked me up and carried me into the back seat of the car he 
was in. Another man was driving and as the car took off very fast 
with the tires squealing, I was forced face down on the car seat. 
I had not seen who had grabbed me from off the street nor could I 
see who the driver was. 

I cried out, "Please let me go! Why have you grabbed me?" Yet I 
got no answer to my questions but was told to shut up or I'd get 
the crap slapped out of me. Then a scarf of something was placed 
over my eyes and it was tied behind my head. 

"Do as you told and you won't be hurt. So take all your clothes 
off or you'll be killed. You won't be hurt if you do as your told 
but otherwise your parents will be planning your funeral in the 
morning. Understand?" 

My hands could hardly unfasten my clothes but I did as I was told 
as the man's voice was so chilling I believed he would kill me. 
When I had removed all but my bra and panties I asked if that was 
OK but I was told, "No, everything." 

Slowly I did as I was told and finally I asked, "What are you 
doing to me? Let me go." 

For the next several minutes we drove around and evidently we had 
reached a building that was very large as we stopped and the 
driver got out and I heard him open some kind of door. He got back 
inside the car and I assumed he drove into the building. Once 
inside I was taken from the car and moved onto what I later found 
out was an old bed off to the side of a large room where the car 
was parked. 

My blindfold was removed and I saw that the two men had put on 
some type of mask that pulled down over their faces. Both of the 
men climbed onto the bed with me and I knew that they were going 
to rape me. I pleaded with them not to hurt me and that I was a 
virgin but they laughed and told me to enjoy what they were going 
to do and they said, "You ain't gonna be a virgin when we get done 
with you, pretty one. So get ready." 

The man who I knew had grabbed me on the street and held me in the 
car was the first to assault me. He first kissed and bite at my 
nipples and then sucked them and did it so hard that I had hickies 
on them two days later. When he got on top of me I tried to hold 
my legs together and to hit him but the other man caught my arms 
and held them as the large one pushed my legs apart and worked his 
thing against the opening between my legs. 

At first he wasn't able to push up into my body. Then he moved his 
thing all around my opening and I felt myself becoming ready 
sexually, even though I was trying not to accept what was 
happening to me. 

Then I felt him get his thing inside the opening of my sex and he 
begin to work it back and forth inside the edge. Then with a 
strong push he drove into me and tore me open. I cried out in pain 
and degradation.He was taking my virginity. My pain was tremendous 
and later at the doctors I had to perform some minor surgery to 
repair the damage the two men inflicted inside my vagina. 

Once the first man was done the second took me. After a short 
while the first again took me and this lasted for several hours. 
How many times they used my body for their pleasure I can't 
honestly remember but it was daylight when they dropped me off on 
a country road. 

That was over 20 years ago and to this day, no one is aware I was 
raped. When I visited the doctor I told him that I had let a 
boyfriend do and I believe he thought I was telling a lie but he 
never challenged me on my story of how I was so torn inside. 

Last week I was half a drink as I waited for my best friend Sonja 
to show meet me for dinner. While seated at the bar I had a 
conversation with a man who got on the subject of rape and his 
comments made me aware that he was one of the men who had raped 
me. I made arrangements to see him two nights later and we would 
have a drink and dinner together. 

Friday night I met Robert in a bar in another town where no one 
would likely knew either of us. 

After a pleasant dinner and then driving to another town, Robert 
obtained a motel room at a cheap down and out motel on the old 
national highway. 

As Robert undressed, I continued asking him how someone could rape 
someone and he told me all the "possible ways" to do it, like 
grabbing a girl on the street, while another man drove the car. 
How you could blindfold the bitch and take her to a building and 
drive inside an old warehouse building and them rape her on a 
homeless person's makeshift bed. 

Robert was a very large man, and after three husband and several 
boyfriends, I could see his manhood was exceptionally large. So 
was the man who raped me. Watching and asking Robert to make 
himself hard while I watched and would undress after he could show 
me he was "big enough" I would join him on the bed. "Hell baby, 
this should be big enough, don't you thinks?" 

Slowly I opened my purse and pulled out my personal weapon of 
choice, a SW 38 snub nosed, with lead jackets. "Robert, I figured 
out you're the son-of-a-bitch that raped me in 1959. Say good 
night and good-by, Robert," as I fired one shot into his stupid 
brain.
