I’ll try to keep this short. My boyfriend recently dumped me for another woman...
We were living together in one of his houses. He liked my body and my boobs, etc, and our sex life was great, but I couldn’t do all of the activities that he liked. I can’t bait a fishing hook or go back packing. I can barely even stand up with a backpack on, let alone hike through the woods wearing one because I don’t have the strength or stamina. I’m 5’0” tall and not athletic at all.
Sooo... he found himself a big athletic girl that can do all the things he likes to do and she stole him away from me. Needless to say, she hates my guts almost as much as I hate hers, especially since he allowed me to remain living in one of his houses for as long as I like. I guess he felt guilty, as he should…
One day, this past summer, she was supposed to come over at around 9:00am to pick up a couple of boxes that had some tools in them. I had dragged them (they were too heavy for me to carry) to the front entrance to keep the transaction as brief as possible. To be honest, I was scared to death of her, though I tried not to let it show. She was, I’d estimate, about 5’10” and had a very lean and athletic build. You could even see from a distance that see was athletic. I also suspected that she was bi-sexual because to me she seemed kind of butch; no makeup, no manicure, plain hair, very Tom Boyish, etc.
By 12:00 noon she had not yet arrived. I had been drinking wine all morning to try and keep calm because I was very nervous about her coming over, so I was pretty tipsy.
I figured that she wasn’t coming and decided to take a bubble bath to relax, and once I got into the bath, there was a knock at the door. She had arrived over three hours late.
I put on a robe and went down to open the door as she continued banging on the door. She was pissed that I took so long and when I pointed out that she was over three hours late she got really pissed off.
I pointed to the boxes and she picked them up, like they weighed nothing, and carried them out to her truck where she started digging through them.
Then she came back and said that some tool was missing and she wanted to come inside and look for it. I blocked the door and told her that she couldn’t come in and tried my best not to act intimidated, but she could obviously see right through me. She told me to get out of her way and when I refused it really triggered her...
She grabbed me by the hair and flung me off of the front porch like a rag doll and sent me flying face first onto the lawn. When I hit the ground it sent a shock wave through my whole body, like I had been electrocuted. I struggled to catch my breath and get up, but before I could even get up on my hands and knees she landed on top of me, slamming back down to the ground sending another shock wave through my body.
Now she was sitting on my back. She grabbed my hair with both hands and yanked my head back so hard that I thought she would break my neck and she began taunting and berating me, calling me a slut, whore, etc. I was panicking, crying and begging her to let me go but this only encouraged her.
An audience of the neighborhood kids quickly began to form, mostly teen aged boys, who at first just seemed perplexed, but then began to find some entertainment value in my predicament, and some of them started texting and recording my beating (no, I don’t have any of the videos and never found any online).
My boobs were now flopping around for everyone to see and I was in full panic attack, flailing my arms in the air and kicking my feet like a damsel in distress which I’m sure made me seem even more helpless, but I couldn’t help it.
I was getting exhausted very quickly and having my head pulled backwards like I was made out of rubber made it very hard to breathe. As my body gave out my arms and legs went limp and I stopped crying. Just as I thought I was about to pass out, she released my hair, stood up, and yanked my robe off leaving me completely naked for everyone to see.
As I lay naked and motionless on the ground, I thought maybe she was finished with me, but she wasn’t. She grabbed my ankles and rolled me onto my back, giving everyone a much better view of my naked body.
Then she sat on me again, pinning my arms under her legs and started torturing my boobs, pinching my nipples and stretching them out, saying things like, “I’ve been waiting to get my hinds on these boobs,” etc. All I could do was whimper and dig my toes into the ground as she punished me. Her taunting never stopped throughout all of this, repeatedly calling me a little slut, whore, etc.
Then she started punching me… First my boobs and then my face. She continued punching me in the face until I was bleeding from my nose and my mouth. My face was eventually covered with blood and snot. She was literally beating the snot out of me and really enjoying it.
I think the only reason she stopped was because she didn’t want to get blood all over her clothes, but before she got up, she wiped the blood from her hands on my boobs and then reached back and put her fingers inside of me as sort of a final humiliation, say things like, “Ohhhh…. You like that, don’t you… what a little slut… You want that a little harder?” etc.
The most humiliating part was that when she finally removed her fingers, I squirted uncontrollably. She found this to be very funny.
She rinsed her hands at the water faucet, got back in her truck and left, laughing the whole time...
She left me laying naked in my front lawn, totally humiliated, with a bunch of spectators. Fortunately, one of the older teenage boys, who was home from college for the summer, offered to help me or call 911, so I asked him to help me back inside, but I was too weak to stand up or even hold my head up, so he carried me inside and cleaned me up...
He was very sweet to me and, as I slowly recovered, we drank a bottle of wine and he even gave me a massage and ran me a fresh bubble bath that we both enjoyed…
I did end up with two black eyes, but they cleared up so no permanent damage. And my boobs were covered with bruises, but they cleared up too. Also, my whole body, especially my neck, was sore for at least a week or more...
Sorry if this was too long!
