RAPED MIND 4

 This is another INSTALLMENT of how my mind was raped when a filthy unkempt interracial street boy thug suddenly toyed with my genitals to my shock, w/ condescending derisive look in his face.

I was molested in the classroom, an interracial filthy boy came in to the room while I was alone. i asked him kindly what he was doing there or if he needed anything. Without answering any word suddenly he snuck his dirty hands underneath me and toyed with my genitals!

this Is what triggers my masturbation even if it sometimes makes me extremely physically weak and sometimes run a fever because of it.

I was alone in a classroom when a filthy slum lowlife interracial young street thug came in. I innocently asked him what he wanted why he came. Without saying a word he suddenly snuck in his filthy rough hands inside my undergarments then unceremoniously toyed my virgin genitals, which no man has ever yet laid their hands upon.

I was shocked at what he did and was not able to react immediately to his violation of my dignity. And since it was the first time my private parts was molested by a male pervert, I felt the sudden rush of arousal by his rude dirty hands fingers. It felt like a jolt of electricity giving me goosebumps from that sensation. I realized that if I am not going to do anything my body might as well be carried away by this arousal I was reluctantly experiencing. It will be shameful for a decent white skinned chinese from a rich family like me to cave in to a filthy lowlife poor interracial filipino bad boy from the squatters and become his bitch fuck toy slut.

My mind was racing, revolted at the thought of being defiled and shamed, I was afraid what to do to stop him. He might become violent. As he was molesting me his eyes stared at me with a derisive look as though daring me what I would do about it. Before I was able to react out of shock, he just stared with a degrading smirk as though I am fresh meat to be his bitch. I was so humiliated but afraid to fight back, but eventually could not bear the shame of being treated like a slut.

There was a battle in my mind, should I let him violate my purity, or should I fight back to preserve my dignity?  I was very afraid he might hurt me. This indecision was raping my mind.  The tingling sensation of his rough hands in my genitalia arousing my lust made the mind rape worse. I felt humiliated at his eyes looking down at me as if saying I am his bitch.  The mind rape includes his stare that seems to be enjoying my dishonor.  I felt ashamed to look at him too long because he knows I am starting to enjoy his rough hands desecrating my sacred space.

Finally I resolved to resist.  I mustered the strength to punch him in the face, but i was weaker than him, so I only manage to piss him off when I hit him in the nose, to which regretted it when I enraged him. He hurt me badly. I only manage to hurt him a little. He mugged me that put the fear in me. 

It angered him that i dared put up a fight to resist him so he hurt me badly until I lost consciousness or pretended to lose consciousness so he would stop hurting me. 

He roughed me up when I tried to resist, I should not have resisted even if his filthy hands got me reluctantly aroused, at least I would not be hurt.

I regreted what i did and became so afraid of him that I surrendered to what he will do to me. He left the room and escaped after he was finished with me.

It will not be my only encounter with those lowlife perverts, but it left me with these unquenchable arousal over being bullied sexually and being taken advantaged of.

Since that day I have been masturbating over it reliving every moment of being violated molested by that bad boy lowlife interracial thug. Can anyone exchange email with me with these kinds of interracial domination humiliation of lowlife black thugs bad boys bullying shaming decent pretty white ladies bosses teachers housewives into unwilling orgasm and submission ?

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Today I constantly relive in my mind what he did to me and masturbate over it. I would rub my crotch to any corner table if no one was looking until I have an orgasm. Even if it was shameful for me to do so, I became horny over true stories of other pretty white ladies or rich chinese being violated against their will by lowlife filipino workers thugs or black rough muggers thugs gangs. I constantly look for online email friends whether they are victims or predators who can email me their stories about lowlife filthy poor bad boys who are nigger muggers bullies or squatter pinoys violating molesting their pretty white or chinese bosses teachers housewives into becoming their bitches sluts milking cows fucktoys sex slaves degrading their dignity milking their money impregnating blackbreeding them unwillingly.

I don't know why I am aroused over this true stories of humiliation of my own kind. I constantly look for videos of rape by black thugs or pinoy squatter laborers, even cartoons or comics. Have I become a pervert myself craving those shameful stories or media?

please make me worse, ohhh, email me more of those things, or even talk trash scare again ohhhh