The following is a chilling entry from someone's diary:
I'm not sure what day it is anymore. My siblings and I had lost track of how long we'd been stuck in this dark and cramped prison cell. It was hard to breathe and we had almost lost all hope.
Then something happened earlier tonight. We heard voices and some people outside were obviously trying to break us out. It sounded like something was blocking the door, but they removed that and then they pulled the door open pretty quickly. They got all of us out of there, and they seemed happy to help us. We were so grateful that these strangers showed up and saved us. We thought we were finally free.
But then the strangers threw two of my brothers back into the cell for some reason. We soon realized that they weren't rescuing us. They were very evil people with sinister plans. We couldn't have imagined the horror we were about to endure. I wish I had died in the prison cell instead of having to go through what we went through.
It's really hard for me to write this, but I have to force myself to finish this. People have to know the disgusting things that were done to us. The first thing they did was gather up me and my siblings. Then one of them proceeded to spank all of us. It was very painful, and he did it with incredible efficiency. He was obviously very skilled at this type of torture. Then he did it to us a few more times. It was horrible - I'd never heard of or experienced anything like that before.
When he finally stopped, he said something that made us think they were going to knife all of us. I'd never been so frightened in my life. But apparently it was just a scare tactic, because they didn't actually get a knife or anything.
Then he started throwing many of us across the floor, one by one. The other torturers dragged our bodies around, and we got carpet burn on our faces. Unfortunately, the worst was yet to come.
Those of us who had been thrown across the floor were then split up into groups, and a different tormentor abused each group of us. My tormenter grabbed me and the others, and he started ogling and fondling us. He was grinning when he was looking at me, and I felt nauseous. It was truly awful - the sicko wouldn't keep his hands off of us. My siblings in the other groups said they suffered the same kind of molesting from their tormentors.
Then my tormentor apparently got tired of a few of us, because he sent some of us back to the other guy, who sent over a few of my other siblings in return. Then he started ogling and fondling them too. Finally he yelled something and slammed all of our bodies onto the floor. It hurt so much and I have no idea what we did to deserve that punishment.
This abuse was repeated several more times during the night. Each time they'd gather all of us up, spank us, throw us and drag us across the floor, split us up into groups, and then molest us. Finally when they were done, they shoved all of us back into the prison cell. I also heard one of the tormentors say that he was looking forward to abusing us again tomorrow. The thought of going through this pain and torture again is unbearable. I am thinking about killing myself now.
Who is the author, and who are his/her siblings?
Who are the two siblings who were put back into the prison cell at the beginning?
What happened exactly during each of these forms of torture/abuse:
- words that made them think they would be knifed
- throwing their bodies across the floor and then dragging them around
- ogling and fondling
- sending some of the siblings back and getting others in return
- yelling and slamming their bodies onto the floor