Personal sexual abuse narrative with no clear link to powerful actors

my forearm so it prevented me from having to keep going back for more and was less disruptive to Jeffrey. This all seemed for real to begin with, I was being educated about the body and splitting Jeffrey’s body with Ghislane, mimicking her every motion. Starting with his feet, we began with his heels and arches of his soles. Pushing the blood up his calves in upward strokes to rejuvenate the body’s blood supply and being careful to mind his leg hair didn’t pull. | was keeping up with her and enjoying the education. It was so interesting how the body worked and I couldn’t believe I was learning all of this for free. Once | got a bit of a groove following Ghislane, they began asking me all sorts of questions about my past and it didn’t take long before the conversation led down the darker experiences of my young life. When they found out that I hadn’t led much of a normal existence they only probed me with more questions, which being put on the spot answered honestly. The funny thing was they didn’t seem appalled at all by my statements, rather entertained if anything. Jeffrey called me a “naughty-girl” with that wry smile of his, and half playful and half defensive, ! answered “no I’m not, I’m really a good girl, just always in the wrong places” he then replied, “It’s O.K, I like naughty girls” and rolled over onto his front side to expose his complete nude self. He wasn’t the first man to show me his penis, so I wasn’t shocked at the appearance of his manhood but I was incredibly shocked at his complete ease to present himself with an erection. I tried to ignore it waiting to follow the next directions off of Ghislane, who surprisingly now stood behind me bare breasted. Before I had a chance to even think of replying hastily she began to slowly undress me, while Jeffrey started to stroke his manhood while watching us. She unbuttoned my blouse and removed my bra, revealing my bosoms. Cupping them in her hands she moved her lips across my nipples, licking and teasing them with her tongue making them cold and stiff. Next her hands moved down to my little white skirt, removing the final piece of my remaining uniform. She slid my skirt down my legs with ease, for a moment keeping on my love-heart panties, so they could both take notice of my apparent youth. They even snickered to each other about “ How cute she still wears little girl pantie’s” Jeffrey said, and Ghislane joined in his laughter. Acting as my madam, she instructed me to start by licking his nipples and after I had sufficiently pleasured both of them, then prompted me to go down on Jeffery orally while she rubbed her breasts along his body tantalizingly. She moved behind me again this time to remove my panties and start fondling the delicate folds between my legs. | was still in shock from the initial degrading blow. I hadn’t even let the reality sink in, it was all too much for me to emotionally handle so instead I hid behind my fears, which I told myself “I wasn’t going to ever be worth anything at all and this would probably be as good as it gets for me” after all I thought, 25 Cl Copyright Protected Material CONFIDENTIAL GIUFFRE004158 “what have I been trained up for until now”. Nobody ever stopped to ask if | was comfortable or if I wanted to stop, no, instead, Ghislane only directed me to conclude the massage session by climbing up on the table to be fixated on Jeffrey, straddling him so he could penetrate me. When it was all done and over with, I was taken into the steam room with just Jeffrey to get further aquatinted, as Ghislane left the room to go get dressed. He asked me to grab his feet and rub them not saying a word about what just happened, like it was all normal and accepted. I listened to him ramble on about the health benefits of a sauna and the history of it, ignoring the fact of the matter of his pretentiousness degrading my spirit. I figured I had gone too far already, what would be the point in throwing in the towel now after I had done exactly what these people wanted. Whilst we were sweating out our bodies’ toxins, and the steam was blasting my burning face I listened to his lessons, entertaining his ego, I let him become my teacher, he seemed to like that. He sounded like a very clever and intelligent man though. Telling me his story of how he made himself an empire of billions from being a middle-class professor to an elite financial advisor for clientele with only billions in their bank accounts and through his so-called “lessons”, He became my mentor and I emerged as his pupil, the teacher’s pet. After the sauna we went to the next glass door beside us where the shower was. He turned tap outwards and stood underneath the water as 1 stood naked and cold from the temperature difference. Instead of asking me to join him under the warm stream, like I thought he was going to, he handed me a bar of soap and asked me to wash his body from top to toe. It didn’t stop there I had to massage the shampoo and conditioner into his scalp as well. I was bewildered someone would ask this off of someone else, wasn’t it belittling enough having to endure the illicit massage from beforehand but now this. The surprises kept coming that night, as this was definitely not how I expected my interview to turn out, but that’s what I had learned in my short time on this earth, life was full of disappointment. I let everyone else take the power of authority from myself and use me in whatever way he or she wanted instead of standing up and giving myself the respect I deserved, which in turn would’ve helped me get through life without all of the abuse I ended up copping. Not given the belief in myself from an early age on I suppose is what affected my sense of control. Always letting the one’s with power and strength reduce my inner-self to shreds until I was cut so tiny in size I would be completely subdued to only their wants and needs left ignoring mine. The men I had encountered in my short experience with them only repeated their inflictions convincing me there was no running away from the sick world 1 lived in, not yet understanding it all came down to the choices | had 26 0 Copyright Protected Material GIUFFREQO4 159 HOUSE_OVERSIGHT_021157