danza
09-01-2002, 4:13 PM
I knew I should not have gone on holiday with a boyfriend I just met. But he seemed nice and wanted me to come to the middle east for a trip through several different countries. Little did I know, he stashed my bagpack with some pot, planning on selling it there. When I had an inspection at the border, I was caught and he was nowhere to be found. So, I ended up here, a dark prison. Hoping my lawyer and the woman from the ambassy would be able to get me out soon. Just hang in there and be cool, we will get you out in no time. Yeah right, I hoped for the best of it but I didn't felt realy sure.
So, here I go. A 17 year old girl, stupid enough the believe this nice guy. And now I am here, facing time in a womens prison in some middle east county. I don't even speak the language here. Two guards escort me to a dark cellblock. I'm dressed in a prisons uniform, no shoes and all I have left is my bag with some personal belongings. I'm thrown into a cell with aboout a dozen of women. It smells awfull, there's not much room and everyone is starring at me. I turn around and watch the guards walk away.
As soon as the guards are around the corner I turn around and I see the women stand up. They all look mean and have a special interest in my bag. I get hold of it real tight and try to give them a nice smile. One woman points at my bag and is shouting something I can not understand. She walks up to me and shouts it again but now right in my face. I step back a little and before I know it I am in the middle of the small room, surrounded by them.
She keeps shouting and suddenly she slaps me hard in the face. Then she pushes me hard and I fall into someone else. Then they all start pushing me around from one woman to the next until I fall to me knees, still holding my bag. The first woman looks down, smilling evil at me. She raises her fist and I make a small bundle of myself bracing for the punch. I hear her scream something to the other women and she kicks me hard in the ribs. I look up and see her towering over me. Then she signals with her hand and everyone starts kicking me. Me ribs, my back, my ass, they kick and stomp everywhere. I roll over in pain and someone stomps down hard on my stomach, and another one. Someone is standing on my legs and that hurts real bad.
It goes on for a few minutes that seem to last forever. Then I hear the woman that started it, scream and everyone stops and backs off. I look up at here, my face the only place that is not bruised. she reaches down and grabs my bag. Then she raises her foot and I see her big black sole coming down on my face. She stomps dow so hard, the back of my head bounces on the floor. I feel her push down with her foot on my face just before I go unconsious.
When I come by, I am tossed in a corner on the cold floor. There's a lot of bruises on my small body and every part of it hurts. My bag is in the middle of the cell, torn apart and empty. I try to look around but my vision is still a little blurry from the kick in my face. I sit up and slowly I start to feel a little better. I look around and see the women, sitting on their beds or looking through a small window. Now I have nothing left of interest for them, they seem not to notice me.
Later that afternoon, the guards come and pick me up. My lawyer is there to talk to me. Unfortunatly, he has no good news yet so I have to stay "for just a few more days" he said. I told him what happened and he just replied that that's normal here. He gave me a pack of cigarettes. Here, use this to make friends with one of their leaders. He would be back in a few days. Then I was brought back to my cell.
When I was back, everyone looked curious to me. I want to go back to my corner but the woman from last night again is blocking me. With my hands I signal here to come over to my corner. As she follows me there, I reach into my pocket and hand here the cigarettes. This makes her smile and she lokkes around in triumph, waving the cigarettes to the other women. I thought she would leave me alone but again, I was wrong.
Suddenly she turned around and grabbed me by the hair. She threw me rough to the floor in the middle of the cell. She dropped to her knees on me, on knee smashing my stomach, the other one on my chest. I cried in pain but she didn't listen. She just took out a cigarette and lit it. She straddled my chest and sat down heavily on my chest. She just sat there, relaxed, smoking the cigarette. From time to time she dropped the ashes on my face which made the other women laugh. I was uncomfortable under her, it was hard to breath with her weight on my chest. Besides, her crotch smelled like piss, just a few inches from my face.
When she finnished the cigarette, she stood up and looked down at me. She dropped the bud of her cigarette on my face and with her foot she rubed it all out. Even when the cigarette was out, she kept on rubbing her dirty sole over my face. She rubbed her toes over my lips and yelled something. When I did not react quickly enough to it, she stomed down hard on my chest. Then her soles went back on my face and her toes on my lips. She tried to push them apart and I knew now what she ment. I opened my mouth and her toes went directly in. I never tasted anything this foul before but she just kept her toes in, moving them around in my mouth. I could hear laughter around me as I was humiliated by her. After a while she seemed to have enough and took them out. She went back to her bed and I crawled back to my corner. I hoped to get some sleep so time would go by as fast as possible.....
So, here I go. A 17 year old girl, stupid enough the believe this nice guy. And now I am here, facing time in a womens prison in some middle east county. I don't even speak the language here. Two guards escort me to a dark cellblock. I'm dressed in a prisons uniform, no shoes and all I have left is my bag with some personal belongings. I'm thrown into a cell with aboout a dozen of women. It smells awfull, there's not much room and everyone is starring at me. I turn around and watch the guards walk away.
As soon as the guards are around the corner I turn around and I see the women stand up. They all look mean and have a special interest in my bag. I get hold of it real tight and try to give them a nice smile. One woman points at my bag and is shouting something I can not understand. She walks up to me and shouts it again but now right in my face. I step back a little and before I know it I am in the middle of the small room, surrounded by them.
She keeps shouting and suddenly she slaps me hard in the face. Then she pushes me hard and I fall into someone else. Then they all start pushing me around from one woman to the next until I fall to me knees, still holding my bag. The first woman looks down, smilling evil at me. She raises her fist and I make a small bundle of myself bracing for the punch. I hear her scream something to the other women and she kicks me hard in the ribs. I look up and see her towering over me. Then she signals with her hand and everyone starts kicking me. Me ribs, my back, my ass, they kick and stomp everywhere. I roll over in pain and someone stomps down hard on my stomach, and another one. Someone is standing on my legs and that hurts real bad.
It goes on for a few minutes that seem to last forever. Then I hear the woman that started it, scream and everyone stops and backs off. I look up at here, my face the only place that is not bruised. she reaches down and grabs my bag. Then she raises her foot and I see her big black sole coming down on my face. She stomps dow so hard, the back of my head bounces on the floor. I feel her push down with her foot on my face just before I go unconsious.
When I come by, I am tossed in a corner on the cold floor. There's a lot of bruises on my small body and every part of it hurts. My bag is in the middle of the cell, torn apart and empty. I try to look around but my vision is still a little blurry from the kick in my face. I sit up and slowly I start to feel a little better. I look around and see the women, sitting on their beds or looking through a small window. Now I have nothing left of interest for them, they seem not to notice me.
Later that afternoon, the guards come and pick me up. My lawyer is there to talk to me. Unfortunatly, he has no good news yet so I have to stay "for just a few more days" he said. I told him what happened and he just replied that that's normal here. He gave me a pack of cigarettes. Here, use this to make friends with one of their leaders. He would be back in a few days. Then I was brought back to my cell.
When I was back, everyone looked curious to me. I want to go back to my corner but the woman from last night again is blocking me. With my hands I signal here to come over to my corner. As she follows me there, I reach into my pocket and hand here the cigarettes. This makes her smile and she lokkes around in triumph, waving the cigarettes to the other women. I thought she would leave me alone but again, I was wrong.
Suddenly she turned around and grabbed me by the hair. She threw me rough to the floor in the middle of the cell. She dropped to her knees on me, on knee smashing my stomach, the other one on my chest. I cried in pain but she didn't listen. She just took out a cigarette and lit it. She straddled my chest and sat down heavily on my chest. She just sat there, relaxed, smoking the cigarette. From time to time she dropped the ashes on my face which made the other women laugh. I was uncomfortable under her, it was hard to breath with her weight on my chest. Besides, her crotch smelled like piss, just a few inches from my face.
When she finnished the cigarette, she stood up and looked down at me. She dropped the bud of her cigarette on my face and with her foot she rubed it all out. Even when the cigarette was out, she kept on rubbing her dirty sole over my face. She rubbed her toes over my lips and yelled something. When I did not react quickly enough to it, she stomed down hard on my chest. Then her soles went back on my face and her toes on my lips. She tried to push them apart and I knew now what she ment. I opened my mouth and her toes went directly in. I never tasted anything this foul before but she just kept her toes in, moving them around in my mouth. I could hear laughter around me as I was humiliated by her. After a while she seemed to have enough and took them out. She went back to her bed and I crawled back to my corner. I hoped to get some sleep so time would go by as fast as possible.....