This is something I find hard to think about for the last 20 years. Only two of my friends know what happened to me and I have never told my husband about it out of the pure shame it has left me. In 1997 I went to Las Vagas with a friend planning to stay for a week. We were only there three days when my friend got a call that her grandmother died. She left the next morning insisting I should stay since the room was rented for the week. The second night I was alone I was at a casino bar and even today think I was drugged even though I was drinking quite a bit. I had never been so drunk that I didn't remember going home or back to a room. This night I was in and out of conciousness for what must have been many hours. My first sense of awareness was when I felt myself becoming aroused as someone was performing oral sex on me. I tried to sit up but was push back down on the bed and force to swallow a pill. Thats when I realized there was more than one guy in my room. As one guy was fingering and licking me another had his hand around my throat and began smacking my face forcing me to blow him. I was semi awake but could hardly focus as everything was like a nightmare as I was being forced to have intercouse. Whats most embarrassing thinking about this is that I responded to this abuse sexually and know I orgasmed repeatedly over those hours. I was continually smacked across my face and spanked often and at on time they put a wash rag in my mouth to keep me quiet. Another time it became clear that there were at least three men abusing me or maybe four, I am not certain how many. I was forced to suck these men several times and don't know how many times I had intercouse and anal intercouse with them. At one time I was punched in the eye so bad I passed out. I could hear them talking at times and they spoke of me like a whore calling me all the vile names you could think of. I almost threw up a few times with the taste of semen as they continued slapping and punishing my butt. They were so rough with me I had no control of what they were doing to me. Eventually I must have passed out but there was more embarrassment to come.

From what I was told the next morning a maid came in my room and found me naked and beat up in bed. What I do remember is a cop touching my face with another cop and the motel manager standing there. Thanfully one of the cops put a sheet over my body and then the rescue squad came in and took me to the hospital. I had no idea what I looked like until later that day when I was able to get out of bed. First I had a black eye, my lip was cut, my brasts were so sore they were painful just touching them. I had bite marks on my breasts and my inner thighs around my vagina and my butt was covered with red and purple welts. It was embarrassing enough that the cops and the motel maid and manager saw me like that but the hospital wasn't any more comforting. My enire body was examined and I was subjected to vaginal and rectal exams and a series of blood tests. A nurse wiped my body cleaning me up some but I knew most of what she was wiping off me was semen. They asked me how many men and what they looked like but I was so weary as they assualted me I didn't know. As I took a shower I cried and my whole body hurt. I had never been subjected to anal sex before and the pain in my anus and rectum lasted for a week. I got out of the hospital the next morning and went back for my bags again being embarrassed just by having to face the motel manager. I was to afraid to stay at that motel and I got a room in another one and slept almost the entire day. The next day I flew back to Ohio and never told anyone about it saying I fell down steps to explain my injuries. The first year I called a detective in Las Vagas many times but they never caught the animals that did that to me. For the longest time I tried to figure out if I was stupid and how did I end up with those men in my room. Its haunts me also how I was able to orgasm as those pigs abused me in every way possible. I was always in a stuppor and can't understand why they would beat me the way they did. It was the most brutal thing that has ever happened to me. One of my biggest fears at the time was the possibility I could get pregnant or contract some type of vanerial infection. Fortunaltly neither occurred but the mental stress continued for years. try not to think about it anymore but still do at times.

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by Anonymous on Sep 15, 2017 at 12:56 PM

I'll say it once and I'll say it a million times Vegas is a trash city. Everyone is drunk don't know that the fuck is happening and all kinds of shit happens. Its one of the biggest human trafficking hubs in the world, men and women disappear all the time some never to be found again. It can be a fun city having fun responsibly, plenty of great shows and food... but there is an ugly side to Vegas that is not ever talked about... there is a Mexican girl from our town that went to Vegas and was never seen again, everyone suspects she was kidnaped into the sex trade, her mom be desperate trying to find her daughter.

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by Anonymous on Sep 16, 2017 at 4:07 PM

Most of the population in the Western World has no idea of the massive amount of slavery that is taking place today. As for a woman sitting alone in a bar without street smarts, not just in Vegas, she might as well line up in front of a shooting gallery along with the other metal ducks.

All it takes is one tablet in her drink dropped by a nearby stranger and if she survives she will be lucky.

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by Anonymous on Sep 24, 2017 at 11:51 PM

You lived, you weren't abducted. You're the first person to win in Vegas.

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by Anonymous on Sep 25, 2017 at 8:44 AM

I think you deserved this, not only is Las Begas a dangerous place but what the fuck are you doing alone in a city. No sympathy or mercy on you. I hope you learn a lesson from this you nasty bitch

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by Anonymous on Sep 26, 2017 at 9:17 AM

No 4 is stupid. You only have to realise one thing - whatever happened, none of it was your fault.

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by Anonymous on Sep 28, 2017 at 4:58 AM

Maybe your friend made 400

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by Anonymous on Sep 29, 2017 at 10:19 AM

Thank God you survived this horrific experience. I hope your head and heart completely heal.

#4 I will bet your a lot of fun and a real peach to live with.

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