Toddled the wrong waycrude_romeoSummary:
A little girl follows a butterfly away from her parents and meets a while new group of... "friends".
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Tags: Underage. NC. Kidnap. Group sex. Forced sex.
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. All characters, organizations, and events are entirely fictional. Any depiction of violence or illegal actions is imaginary and is presented for narrative purposes only, not as advocacy, instruction, or approval.
I was so young you'd think I wouldn't remember the details, but to this day I can tell you every single thing that happened.
Not the faces, so I can't pick men out of a line up but everything that happened to me is forever burned into my brain.
In 1981 I was 4 years old. A cute little cotton top girl running around in my pink tank top and purple short with white socks and yellow tennis shoes.
There was a party at the park, and everyone was having fun when I decided to toddle off from the group drinking my juice box while eating a fruit rollup.
I went down a path with overgrown bushes looking at a pretty butterfly when I was grabbed out of nowhere and pulled through an opening between the bushes I hadn't even seen.
A moment later I found myself suspended in the air moving backwards as if caught by a river current, branches rushing by me in a blur.
Soon I couldn't see the path any longer, I passed a fence far behind the bushes that further blocked the view from the path that now felt like it was miles away.
There were several men standing there looking oddly at me. I had never seen that look before, but it scared me.
The hand that covered my mouth was removed but before I could scream a red rag was shoved into my mouth and tape was put across it to hold it in place.
It tasted bad and burned my tongue when I breathed.
For a moment I was let go and I tried to run but one of them grabbed me by the arm and slung me backwards into another man. I turned around to face him as he towered above me.
They then pulled my arms up and removed my shirt then pulled my shorts and panties down. Two men pushed me to the ground and held me face down on the grass. I remember that grass was touching the lips between my legs and it tickled.
It's funny what things you remember… all that was happening in that moment and a silly detail like that stands out.
Soon though I wasn't worried about the grass as I felt something cold being dumped on my bottom and a man got on top of me pinning me down with his weight.
A moment later I felt a huge pressure like I needed to poop then pain as the man pushed something hard and rubbery against my bottom.
I screamed and cried when he pushed it inside me but nobody heard or came to help as the rag in my mouth muffled the sound.
It was so confusing, I didn't know why he as doing this to me. I didn't know how he was doing this to me. I didn't really understand my body and sex wasn't something I had even imagined yet.
He stabbed me up the bottom for a few minutes then I felt him jerk a lot inside me and say words I didn't understand. He pulled out and I thought my insides were going to come out too. He stood up and said something about my bottom being "good".
Before I could process this, another man got on top of my tiny body, I saw the first man drop what I thought was a plastic bag next to my face. It was full of some goo with brown and red on it. Now I know it was the condom he had used on me.
The second man entered my bottom and pushed deeply inside me again for several minutes. Before long he too became stiff and then pulled out dropping the condom close by.
At that point, I thought it was all over. Then a man leaned down to my ear and said "You've been a naughty little girl, running away and making all of us do this to you. You need a spanking! This is your fault."
He then proceeded to tan my sore bleeding bottom for about a minute making my bottom cheeks feel like they were on fire.
It hadn't even cooled before the third man pinned me down and slid himself up my backside.
I remember thinking how sorry I was that I ran away from my parents at the park and how I wished these men would stop punishing me for being so naughty.
The fourth, fifth and finally sixth man expanded my 4-year-old bottom that day, they used me to gratify themselves then left me lying there with used condoms all around. My fruit roll up and juice box still in front of me, (apparently, I had held onto them entire time), my shirt was gone, my panties and shorts were pulled down and hanging on one ankle with blood dripping from my battered hole.
I thought they were all gone when one of the men reappeared and pushed down on my back securing me to the ground. Before I could react, I felt a pain between my legs like I was being torn in two. The man shoved something hard between my legs inside me, it wasn't rubbery like before.
He then started pulling it out and pushing it back in quickly.
I may have passed out from pain because the next thing I remember, I heard voices calling my name.
The rag was still in my mouth, but I was able to pull it out and someone heard me crying.
A man from the party came through the bushes and said, "Oh lord!" when he saw me laying there.
I felt a sharp pain between my legs again as something was removed (years later I learned it was a carrot of all things) then he gathered me in his arms.
When he picked me up my shorts fell off and he carried me out naked with my panties still hanging off my leg until they snagged on the bushes and were left hanging there like a sign for all the world to see and know what had happened to me.
When I got back to the party someone wrapped me in a picnic blanket then I was taken to the hospital.
The doctor that looked at me said he had to check me and put his finger into my bottom again feeling around inside which really hurt. Then he opened my folds between my legs and checked me there by putting his finger in me again before checking my mouth and the rest of my body.
He gave me a shot in my bottom, which I didn't like then they took pictures of me naked for the police.
At one point the nurse held my bottom open which really hurt so they could take a picture of what happened back there. They also held open the folds between my legs and took pictures of me.
After that they sent me home. I had to come back a few days later and he put his finger in my bottom again but that was the last time I had to go to the doctor.
To this day I don't like physicals and always have a female doctor when I can.
For several weeks afterward I would bleed when I pooped, and mom gave me long warm baths.
I also had a bath seat that would fit over the toilet so I could sit in it with warm water. For days the water would be pink after I sat in it, but it made my bottom feel better.
The police asked me questions several times, but I could only tell them what happened and nothing about who did it.
To this day I don't enjoy sodomy.
It's expected of a girl/woman now days, so I grudgingly gave it up to boyfriends over the years and now rarely to my husband but never belly down as I was when I was 4.
That day, the sun, the bushes, the grass, the pain, will forever be burned into my mind and ass.