He stuck two fingers in my cunt and gripped me with his thumb just above my clit. He sqeezed painfully I moaned. He asked me question, but I had no idea what it was. His finger slid in me and I knew he felt my moisture. With his release, I swing back. Then the most delicious pain struck my cunt. It was sharp like a knife and throbbed, but it warmed me.

I took two deep breaths and counted to ten. If they knew what I was thinking, what I was feeling. I had to stop it. I had to control it. He thought he had me where he wanted me. He could hurt my body, but that wasn't all of me. I was determined not to enjoy this and to let him know that I could take it. I was the strongest bitch in town.

"Stop you mother fucker! You like to hurt women? Only a fucking pussy hits women. Are you a pussy?"

What the hell did I just say? The crowd quieted for a moment and then screamed for him to hit me again. "Punish that CUNT!" "Whip her 'till she bleeds!" "Gag that BITCH!"