Mahmoud roughly shoved his penis in and out of me as I mourned the loss of my virginity. I listened in a fog of rage and sorrow as he grunted and came. My eyes were shooting fire at him as he tossed me to the side to have one of the naked women clean his penis off with her mouth. As she sucked on him he turned and gave me a strange look and I returned his look with one of hatred.

Once the woman finished, he arranged his clothing and then walked over to a naked man kneeling in the fringes of the crowd. As the man lifted his head to look at Mahmoud I cringed. It was Tony! Mahmoud was speaking in his native tongue and all those around were laughing. I didn't know what he was saying, but I knew it involved Tony and my outrage grew.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARDS!!" I screamed and ran at Mahmoud, only to be brought up short as I came to the end of the tether that binds my arms to the post. Mahmoud, and the crowd, are shocked into silence at my outburst and I continue to rant. "HOW COULD YOU, YOU SON OF A BITCH?! YOU ASS, YOU COWARD!!" as I say the last words, I spit at Mahmoud. I hear murmuring all around me and I see the crowd shifting on their feet. I know I have just insulted their leader and it probably does not bode well for me, but I am too full of rage to care.