"Mother still looking for daughter after kidnapping. Holly Butlers, a 39 year old English teacher in her local school is looking for her 20 year old daughter, Beth Butlers, after they were kidnapped and raped by 3 masked men that broke into their house 2 months ago on the Sunday afternoon of the 5th of October, 2014. The 3 men were allegedly part of an illegal human trafficking ring in the US where they kidnap women to be smuggled off to other countries.

Ms Butlers reportedly managed to escape her abductors after she broke out of her bonds. She was later found naked at the roadside by passing cars, just a 300 feet from where she was held captive at. She was reportedly begging the passer-by that stopped to help her call 911 to get to the cabin to save her daughter, who was still being held captive there. However, by the time the local authorities arrived, the area was already vacated.

Ms Butlers is going through therapy and continues to search for her 24 year old daughter. She asks anyone to report to their local authorities if they have any information on her daughter's whereabouts."

That was what the news had reported. And it would be the very haunting reminder of the crime I had committed.

After Red used me, both Beth and I continued to be used by the 3 men, either one of us picked while the other remain in the darkness of the closet.

As both Beth and I remain in the darkness, we heard the men approach the closet again. Unfortunately today, it was Beth's turn to be picked. I helplessly watched as Slim carried her over his shoulder and walked over to the bedroom. Jerry and Red stood at the doorway of the closet.

"Keep watch on her. That's your only job now. Don't fuck it up," Red ordered Jerry as he left him by the doorway to join Slim. I heard the bedroom door slam shut and soon heard my daughters helpless struggles as she was ravaged again.

Jerry continued to stand by the doorway for a while more while both of us listened to my daughter's muffled moans as she was raped by Slim and Red. As I listened on hopelessly, Jerry seemed to be listening on in sexual frustration, as he was slowly rubbing his hands against his clearly hardened shaft underneath his pants.

"Fucking bastard. It was only a small fuck up. And now I have to hear them fuck a bitch," I heard Jerry grumble under his breath.

He looked at me up and down and even before he took action, I knew he couldn't hold his lust back. He walked up to me and pulled my hair so that I was forced to look at him in the eye.

"You want to be a good slut for me?" Jerry said. I could only nod in reply. "You're going to suck my dick and enjoy it," Jerry said as I heard him unbuckle his belt. Soon his pants dropped on the floor with a loud clank and his shaft erected out.

He ungagged me and forcefully pulled to my feet as he forced me into a fierce make out session. He asserted his tongue dominance over mine while his hands roamed all over my body, finding my breast and butt and groping them.

Soon, Jerry forced me onto my knees as he rubbed himself off before softly slapping his shaft on my lips, making me open my mouth as he shoved his shaft in. One of his hands went to the back of my head as he pumped himself in and out of my mouth, forcing me to take his shaft whole. The other went down to grope one of my breast. I could only gag and choke on it as my lips touch his crotch while he enjoyed himself. After a quick while, Jerry quickened his pace and took his shaft out, quickly fapped himself as he said , "I'm coming, I'm coming. You better take it all. You better take it all!" He said the last line with a moan as he ejaculated into my mouth.

Most of his semen went into my mouth, but much of it spilled out onto my face which later dripped down to my body. He continued to ejaculate for a short while more and before forcing me to swallow the semen in my mouth. Afterwards, he forced me to slowly lick the remaining semen on his shaft for a long while and clean him while he watched on in satisfaction.

"There we go. That's a good slut," Jerry said after a while as he shoved his shaft in and out one last time before softly slapped my face. I slummed on my knees as I heard him put his pants back on, his belt buckling loudly.

He soon grabbed my chin and force me to look up at him as he took a photo of my semen covered face. "Should have taken a video," I heard Jerry murmur to himself. Presumably to take a video of me sucking his shaft. He shoved the gag back into my mouth before standing back on watch over me again as we continued to hear my daughter's rape.

It continued for a long while after, causing me to lose track how much time has past by the time I heard them stop. Jerry was visibly sexually frustrated again and I knew he wanted to use me again, if not for Red's call for him.

"Jerry!" I heard Red call for him behind the door. "If you want pussy, get your dick here!" Jerry rolled his eyes as I heard him mumble under his breath, "I rather have this one than they just fucked in." He closed the storeroom door shut, leaving me in the darkness. I heard him open and close the bedroom door as he entered and soon heard Beth's rape resume and she was no doubt being raped by Jerry.

I stayed in the darkness for a while, the only light coming from under the door. As I reflected what had happened, my leg accidentally touched a small object. I pulled this object in and realised that it was a pocket knife. Jerry must have dropped it when he took off his pants and didn't realise it as he was enjoying me.

I did my best and quietly transferred the pocket knife to my bounded hands, and carefully opened the knife, slowly cutting away the binds. As soon as they broke, I immediately cut the binds around my leg and took off the gag in my mouth.

I slowly opened the unlocked storeroom door as I peaked outside. When the light stopped blinding me, I saw that the room was expectedly empty. As I could slightly clearer my daughter being raped. I quickly crept towards the entrance door and realised by luck the men had forgotten to lock the door.

I opened it and saw the forest outside and the freedom that awaits me. I hesitated for a second as I listened to the pounding of flesh in the bedroom. I really wanted to save Beth from her current fate, but going into the room now would only worsen the situation, knowing that I would be immediately subdued by the 3 men.

Reluctantly, I ran out of the cabin and took off as fast as my weakened legs could take me. The unforgiving forest floor hurt my foot but I kept going as I told myself to hurry and get help to rescue Beth as quickly as possible.

I soon found myself by an empty roadside and walked by it, hoping to stop a passing car for help. Unfortunately, many cars that drove by continued driving on despite me trying to stop them. I didn't know how long it took but finally a car stopped and it's driver exited his vehicle to check on me.

"Please take me to the police. I just escaped my captors but my daughter's still with them. Please we need to go to the police for help!" I begged the driver. He was quite confused and hesitant but luckily listened to my pleas as we got into his car and drove to the nearest station.

I was still naked and uncovered in his car as we drove. I caught him trying to catch glimpse of my naked body as he peaked from the mirror but I didn't care. Even if he asked for a certain payment or had just directly raped me, I didn't care. As long as we could get help for Beth I was willing to do anything.

Soon we got to the nearest station and I finally managed to get a towel to cover me. After the police wasting precious time to take my statement, they finally sent officers to the forest where the cabin was and where I was found. Fortunately, they had found the cabin. Unfortunately, it was completely cleared out. The 3 men had escaped and had taken Beth with them.

Despite the 3 men clearing out the place, some evidence were brought back. Semen that covered the storeroom floor and had soaked the bedroom sheet. Fingerprints that possibly belonged to the men. The worst one was the note they had left behind specifically for me. The one that would haunt me for the days to come. "You'll never see her again".

I went under protective custody and therapy as the police and FBI continued the search for Beth. I held out hope that they would find her but I was told that the chances were very thin. I myself continued that search, paying private investigators overseas to search for Beth in the different possible countries she might be in.

I might have escaped but I had abandoned my daughter in the process, leaving me with a regret that would never leave for the rest of my broken life.