I never was told what damage I had caused him, but I know he went to prison for a long time. Incredibly, although several minutes had gone by, the man was still there on the ground, literally writhing in obvious agony! When I explained what had happened they asked me to show them where I was attacked while someone called campus security. I hammered on the first door and three big guys appeared. I maintained my grip until I had got to my feet and ran off towards the dormitories. As I kept squeezing, yanking and twisting his ball, hell fell sideways off of me and tried to curl up.

He actually seemed to be paralysed by the pain, able to do no more than paw at my hand and make a pitiful whimpering noise. Expecting him to punch me, I shielded my face with my free hand, but the punches never came.

He saw what I was trying to do and jerked away, but I managed to get a grip on one ball and squeezed it as if my life depended on it, which it may well have done.

He undid his trousers, but as he struggled to pull them down I saw my chance and grabbed for his testicles. He was very strong and held me down with one hand around my neck, ripping off my knickers with the other hand. I just want to share my experience with other women, and reassure you that this method works in a real life situation.ĭuring my first year at university a man dragged me into some bushes and tried to rape me.

Twist of my life guide