Dennoch traeume ich eben doch gelegentlich, ich waere zu der Zeit, als ich noch gesund und jung war, unter anderen Umstaenden und einem anderen Erzieh...ngsstil herangewachsen. Doch die Zeit ist vorbei, und das einzige was bleibt, so sagt man doch immer, das sind die Erinnerungen.Erinnerungen? Das ist so eine Sache. Natuerlich habe auch ich Erinnerungen an die Kinder- und Jugendzeit von mir(?). Doch eigentlich habe ich ein Leben gelebt, so wie es meine Umgebung von mir wollte. Ich war nicht. Me un dono keliye suhag ka sej tayar kiya or sunil ko boli ki tum uske mang bharo or mangal sutra pehenao. Gita nahane ke bad mene usko apni ek nayi saree de to wo pehen li or bridal makeup hogai.phir sunil ne use sindur or mangal sutra pehena dia gita ne sunil ki or mere pair chuye or asirbad li. gita ne boli ki bhabi ap bhi tayar hojao na aj ham sab milke suhagrat manayenge mene boli ki pagal aj tu mana ham sab kal se ek hi room me ek hi bed pe soyenge aj me guest room me soti hun.Phir me. I got dressed and one of the older girls at the camp offered to apply make up on me. They also gave me a long wig (straight brown hair). When I looked myself on the mirror I was amazed. “You look beautiful” the girl said. “I look disgusting” I replied in an attempt to hide my excitement. When the play was over I moved at the back of the stage and sat on a chair close to a mirror in order to be able to see my reflection there. Someone asked me to come back and change, I remember I told him to. I go on to say how you've brought me here to be punished with rough, abusive and gang bang sex. well, apparently I have pressed all your "right buttons", for you roughly spin me around facing you. I have also told you, that no matter how much I try to struggle, or beg you to stop, that you keep going in spite of me. the next thing I know, is you roughly and painfully gripped my shoulders and are forcing me to my knees with the pressure, and just as my knees hit the floor you unzip, pull out.