About myself.
I am 18 years old, I live at home in Manor Park, East London with my parents and two older sisters. I am 5'8" tall, slim build and weigh 8 stone 6lb's, I have long straight black hair and my eyes are dark brown, I have long legs with a plump bottom and my bra size is 34E. All the female members of my family must wear a full Burqa, which for those of you that do not know is a full length black coloured robe complete with Hijab to cover my head, this has a slot covered in mesh for me to see out of. Under my Burqa I always wear a black bra with matching panties and knee length black stockings, my shoes are flat heeled and black . My sisters and I are not usually allowed to leave the house unaccompanied and I have only done so on three occasions in my life, the following events happened on the last occasion that I did so.
My Ordeal.
It was Saturday 11th July 2009 and it was a very hot day, my mother and father were both sick with a bad tummy bug and my sisters were staying with family in Bradford. We are quite a poor family and rely on state benefits to get by on. My mother would usually get our food shopping twice a week from the local market stalls but as she was so sick I was told that I must do it but I was to talk to no-one except Rishima, the woman at the stall my mother goes to.
I bought all the provisions that my mother had listed and was on my way home, carrying the heavy bags of shopping in both hands was tiring and I had to stop frequently to rest in the heat. It was as I rested about halfway home that the front door of the house I was standing beside opened and a group of 6 white men, aged about 18 to 24 came out into the street. As they turned to go on their way one of them noticed me standing there and said to his friends "Well, well, well, what have we got here then lads? A pretty little Paki girl all covered up and struggling with her shopping, I think we ought to give her a hand, don't you?"
He winked at his friends and they came back towards the house forming a circle around me. A tall blonde haired man tried to take some of my bags, saying "I'll take these for you darling."
I tried to hold onto my shopping and said "Thank you for trying to help but I haven't far to go, I will be able to manage on my own."
Another one of the men shouted at me "You ungrateful little bitch, you Paki's are the entire same, think you're too good to have anything to do with us do you? Well I think you need to be taught a lesson."
He walked towards me and grabbed me by my hair, punching me really hard in the stomach, causing me to drop my bags and double up winded. He pulled me by my hair dragging me up the path to the front door of their house, shouting to his friends "Get the door open, we're going to have some fun with this Paki cunt!"
Once inside the house I was dragged to the living room by my hair, then two of them held my hands, pulling them out to either side, stretching my arms out wide. My shoes were pulled off and my feet quickly tied together with a shoelace. I was completely overpowered in a matter of seconds and could not get away, my submissive upbringing causing me to just stand there in silence, not wanting to upset them anymore than necessary.
"Right then." The blonde man said "Let's get a look at you." And he ripped the Hijab off my head, exposing my face to a man other than my father for the first time in my life. I was mortified and looked to the floor trying to hide myself, the blonde man grabbed my chin forcing me to look at him, he then spat into my face and told me "My name is Rick and I am going to enjoy every minute that I am fucking your tight Paki cunt."
Rick took a knife that was handed to him by one of the others and slid it inside the neck line of my Burqa cutting it down the back and pulling it away from my body, letting it fall to the floor. "Look at her silly fucking pop socks." He said as he ripped them from my feet, before he once again used the knife to cut through the material of my panties and my bra, leaving me totally naked in front of a room full of strange men. My embarrassment was total I closed my eyes trying to block out the abuse being shouted at me.
My ruined clothing was thrown to one side as I stood there in shock, not daring to think about what was to become of me. "What a great pair of tits this one has got, go and get that bottle of baby oil from Sally's bathroom will you Pete." Rick shouted. The man called Pete was a tall dark haired man and he returned to the room with the oil, giving it to Rick. He flicked the lid open and squirted the entire contents of the bottle onto my naked breasts and body telling his friends "Come on lads don't disappoint the lady, give her a nice massage will you."
Rick began rubbing the oil into my breasts squeezing them hard and gripping my nipples between his fingers, making them stiffen as I have never seen them do before. I felt the rest of my assailant's hands groping my body, smearing the warm oil all over me from head to toe and then I felt a finger push inside my vagina causing me to gasp out loud. "She's fucking enjoying this." Rick laughed. "That's enough lads, I don't want her cumming too soon, get her on her knees I'm going to have her first." He continued.
I was roughly shoved down to my knees, still with my arms outstretched and when Rick came back to stand in front of me he was also completely naked and was rubbing his erect penis with his hand. He grabbed my breasts with his hands and squeezed them around the length of his penis and began to 'fuck' them, slowly at first but getting progressively quicker until it started to really hurt me and I begged him "Please stop, I have never been with a man before, please don't spoil me, my parents have promised me in marriage to a friend of my fathers."
My Humiliation.
