My Boyfriend Sold My Body And Made My Children Watch

12 years ago I was a single mum to my little boy Callum I was living in a dingy bed sit and was struggling to cope.

One day just before Christmas I took a taxi to Toys r us to get my baby a few gifts I couldn’t afford much but I was adamant my boy would not spend his first Christmas without anything.

I bought him a ball that span and a musical rattle, the taxi driver on the way home was so friendly and chatty we hit it off straight away.

His name was Craig and I stupidly invited him in for a coffee but it just seemed so right, he ended up not leaving, 3 months into the relationship I moved into his house and quickly fell pregnant.

Once our daughter was born he changed he became obsessed with money, he wouldn’t even give me any for nappies.

One night when my daughter was 6 weeks old Craig brought home 2 friends with him, he forced me to have sex with them whilst he sat in a chair with a huge smirk on his face.

Once the men had left he gave me £20 for nappies and wipes and he kept what he called the daddy fund he had sold me for £50 each turn.

I was a mum and my babies needed to be fed and clothed, Craig made me work for my money, he took great pride knowing he had full control of me.

By the time my son was 4 and daughter nearly 3 I was sleeping with men most nights it had become the norm.

Craig came home just before my daughters 3rd birthday with 4 men and rope, Craig tied me up in a star fish position he then brought my babies out of their room and made them watch mummy be raped.

Craig had the biggest grin on his face and I could see he was aroused, my children kept trying to get to me and were crying and calling my name but Craig held them em to watch.

Once the men had finished with me Craig took his turn, my children hugged me as I was being raped for the 5th time that night.

Craig then untied me and went off for the late shift at work, I sat on the sofa covered in their semen, my blood and my children’s tears.

I had a shower and then packed my childrens stuff and fled into the dark night, with only £50 then Craig had chucked at me before he left and no idea of where to go, I walked around my town in the hope of some salvation and prayed that Craig wouldn’t drive passed us.

I thought to myself maybe I should take mine and my children’s lives I began giving this a lot more thought, I started to walk towards the bridge holding my children’s hands tightly I got closer and closer.

Someone must have been watching over us as a street pastor approached us and asked if I was ok, I hadn’t realised I had blood running down my leg.

My son looked at the pastor and said “Craig and the bad men hurt my mummy”.

The street pastor called the police, after giving my statement the police found me a woman’s refugee I felt safe for the first time in years.

It’s been a hard long road but I’m finally safe and happy, I am single and plan on staying so, my children spent years not wanting to leave my side and sleepless nights crying, but now they are the most kind caring and brave teenagers.

If you are in a violent or controlling relationship there is help out there, I stayed for my children but now I realise me staying did them so much more harm