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playfully. As they gather in number their comments become more suggestive; then obscene. She quickens her pace and soon there is a small group of rough looking young men at her heels. She realises her situation is dire.
Mandy feels fear and foreboding building inside of her, but there is more; there‘s a tinge excitement pulsing through her adolescent body.
As a virgin she has not yet known the touch of a man. She has overheard the older women talk about the pleasure that a man can give a woman and she has been yearning to experience this. She has learnt to pleasure herself, but
she knows that there is more to it, that a man can bring greater pleasure and a deeply hidden part of her is perversely excited by what might happen. She feels guilty about being this excited in such a dangerous situation. The young men corner her. They are
several attached earthbound spirits and past life traumas I sense we are close to the core issue when she uncovers a dark painful energy she is holding in her cervix. I don’t like this, I feel apprehensive
and scared, there is something not nice here, she telepaths. “Just as I thought”, my apprentice
mutters to herself as she feels into Mandy’s experience of being pinned down by more than one pair of strong male hands. “I feel sick”, Mandy says out loud. “It’s okay. This is why you came to
see us. If you are ready to be free of this limitation you may release it now. It is time to give yourself permission to remember what happened to you.” My
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apprentice softly reassures Mandy who is starting to panic. I am with you, I telepath. Just
command your body to take you to the moment this happened. Mandy re-experiences herself as
a bright and virtuous young woman walking through the gloomy streets of a large walled city in medieval Europe. She is beautiful, carefree and innocent. She is taking a shortcut through a part of town she does not know so well and it is getting dark. She begins to feel apprehensive as the light fades and the air chills. She quickens her pace realising she is further from home than she would like. One, two, then three pubescent boys call out to her whistling and shouting
rough but not terribly violent as they rip her clothes off and violate her. She is overcome by fear, gagging, repulsed by the smell of stale sweat and filthy clothes. The first to enter her is the biggest and roughest of the group and she feels pain as something tears inside her. He is with her for a short period of time. Then the younger ones follow, excited by their twisted initiation into manhood. They are less harsh and she realises
that the less she resists, the less painful her experience. Although she hides it well, she begins experiencing some pleasure as her body lubricates and naturally responds to the sexual act, even though it is without her consent. Her orgasm, when it comes, is intense and confused. It is happening in the middle of an awful, horrible experience – these men may even kill her – but it is beyond her control.
Eventually it is finished and the young men slink off one by one into the night, disgusted with themselves and with her.
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