I just have to describe the awful attack that I was subjected to the other day. You won't believe it. Totally unprovoked. The bitch went directly for my bellybutton. I've never had my bellybutton specifically targeted before. How did she know to go for such a delicate spot? It started with a punch. She somehow dug her knuckles in and turned her wrist in one swift action that took the wind out of me. I staggered but stayed upright, ready to inflict the same back on her. I wasn't given the chance. She stuck two fingers into the centre of my bellybutton, turning them this way and that as if sh...

I just have to describe the awful attack that I was subjected to the other day. You won't believe it. Totally unprovoked. The bitch went directly for my bellybutton. I've never had my bellybutton specifically targeted before. How did she know to go for such a delicate spot? It started with a punch. She somehow dug her knuckles in and turned her wrist in one swift action that took the wind out of me. I staggered but stayed upright, ready to inflict the same back on her. I wasn't given the chance. She stuck two fingers into the centre of my bellybutton, turning them this way and that as if she was exploring. A smile of satisfaction crept across her face. She withdrew her fingers and I gasped a sigh but my relief was only temporary. she came at me next with a nail file, a pointy one, and stuck it deep in my bellybutton. I guess she came prepared cause she had it in the front of her backpack, ready to grab. I moaned and keeled over, trying with all my might to grab it with my own hands and pull it out. She had it in there good, though. I felt vulnerable in the worst way possible. This was a total and utter violation of bellybutton and all I could was stand there and feebly attempt to remove the weapon, my eyes rolling and face paling as the pain racked my body. She sneered. A group was forming on the outside of the park and watching her as she prepared for her next attack. She grabbed a tube of lipstick and - you won't believe this - wrote 'I OWN THIS' across my torso, with my bellybutton serving as the 'O'. I've never felt so helpless and humiliated in my life. I pushed at her hands and backed up away from her but she had me. With each sadistic tactic she was gradually wearing me down. Spitefully she started listing off unusual and gross words for my bellybutton. She found her own words hilarious, apparently. Needless to say I didn't share the sentiment. The next blow that came was totally anticipated. She her fist into my stomach bellybutton knocking me completely to the ground. Now she had me.