British teen 'gang raped' in Cyprus tells her full story

'I can't describe the panic or the pain. I was so full of adrenaline that I didn't really feel it until later.'

She is describing how her holiday fling with a handsome Israeli footballer she knew as Sam, in the party resort of Ayia Napa, Cyprus, descended into the terror of gang rape, then into an escalating nightmare from which, six months on, she is only just emerging.

After reporting the violent assault to police, events took a sinister turn.

She was branded a liar, charged with fabricating the rape, coerced into retracting her accusation and — as she awaited trial for the offence of causing public mischief — thrown into a squalid jail in Nicosia for five weeks.

A series of court appearances ensued, in which she was hectored and bullied by a judge who did not believe her.

Determined to clear her name: The traumatised 19-year-old is now back in Derbyshire with her mum

Determined to clear her name: The traumatised 19-year-old is now back in Derbyshire with her mum 

Today, she is back at home with her mum in rural Derbyshire after a Cypriot court imposed a suspended sentence. But a criminal conviction, which she intends to appeal, still hangs over her.

You have to remember that this young girl, who cannot be named for legal reasons, was just 18 when a pack of up to 12 young men took turns to rape her last summer.

Although her cloaked and pixellated image has been used the world over as a symbol in debates, on everything from Western licentiousness to state-sanctioned corruption and misogyny, in real life she seems so much younger.

This outdoorsy, sociable, animal-loving school-leaver — who hoped for a career with the police, working in counter-terrorism, after university — today seems cowed, diminished and frightened.

But she's determined to speak out and clear her name.

Starting today, in shattering interviews with the Mail, the girl reveals how she believes her handsome 'holiday fling' had targeted her from the outset and had been planning the rape for days, before he and his friends attacked her 'like a pack of animals'.

She also reveals how she was put on antiretroviral drugs as doctors feared she'd been infected with HIV by her rapists, and how police held her in a darkened room for hours, without a lawyer or outside contact, as they bullied her into signing a false confession to making up the rape.

Squalid: The bedroom where the teenager endured the gang rape ordeal in Ayia Napa, Cyprus

Squalid: The bedroom where the teenager endured the gang rape ordeal in Ayia Napa, Cyprus 

No detail is spared as she describes 'that' night. She wants to be understood. She wants people to believe her.

'We started kissing on his bed,' she says, describing the sex with Sam, which began consensually in his hotel room on his last night in the resort.

'Then everything changed. I remember seeing light from under the door and a group of Sam's Israeli friends came in. They were shouting and jeering.

'Then Sam was kneeling on my chest and he began to rape me orally, so I could hardly breathe.

'He was shouting in Hebrew to his Israeli friends and they were jumping around laughing. I was in distress. I shouted, 'No! Get out! No!' I tried to cross my legs.

'My arms were flailing. I was trying desperately to get away. Then Sam got annoyed. He grabbed my left knee and pinned it down so I was accessible.

'I couldn't see what was happening. Sam was in the way. Then other lads got hold of my ankles and they took turns to rape me.

'You lose track of time. The whole thing probably lasted around half an hour and then Sam got off my chest. He lifted his weight off the upper half of my body and shouted something to his friends.

'And then I managed to pull myself out. I scrabbled across the floor, pulled on my shorts and grabbed my bag.

'I was so scared I ran out without my shoes and there was a bunch of boys standing at the door.

'I ran past them and down to the stairwell screaming, 'Stay away!'

'Then one of them threw my shoes at me and I slipped them on as I was running downstairs. When I got to the bottom there were two or three more Israelis standing there in front of the door.

Sickening: Israeli youths are greeted with hugs after being released from police custody

Sickening: Israeli youths are greeted with hugs after being released from police custody 

'I was so frightened I wouldn't get past them, that I wouldn't have another opportunity to escape, I absolutely screamed my head off and ran.

'I could see in my peripheral vision they were running after me. I sped up and there was a puddle. I ran through it and slipped as if on a banana peel. I landed on my elbow and hit my head, and by then the Israeli boys had caught up with me.

'I scrambled to my feet and Sam was there by this time. I can't remember what he was saying. Perhaps, 'Are you OK?' He spoke a bit of English.

'I was screaming and crying, then some of my English friends, who'd heard all the commotion, came out to help me and the Israelis ran away like rats.'

The teenager, whose life descended into horror in the early hours of July 18 last year, had arrived in Ayia Napa eight days earlier full of excited anticipation.

She had three university places lined up — unconditional offers, one promising her a bursary — and had planned to study criminology.

Meanwhile, she hoped to enjoy three or four weeks in the sun; partying, eking out her spending money by doing a bit of bar work and, her mother hoped, learning how to live independently and budget sensibly before her new life away from home as a student.

The trip, booked through the working holiday company Summer Takeover, cost, with flights, around £800. She had teamed up with five other English girls — two of whom were to become close, supportive friends — but the moment they arrived at the budget Pambos Napa Rocks Hotel, close to the main strip of nightclubs, their expectations plummeted.

'It was rancid. Nothing like the publicity photos. We were put in this disgusting, musty basement,' she says. 'There were three beds in a room meant for two and no space to put our suitcases, so we had to sleep with them on our beds.

'The heat was stifling and, at one point, raw sewage was coming into the room, which I mopped up with one of my nice fluffy white towels.'

Young tourists were grouped together in the hotel according to their nationalities, and 'our basement was under the Israelis' block', recalls the girl.

Upstairs, the hotel accommodation was similarly squalid: dimly-lit corridors were strewn with soiled, discarded mattresses and broken bed frames; bedrooms were over-crowded, some with broken doors.

For the teenager, however, the emphasis was on friendships and having fun: she determined to make the best of it and, three days into the holiday, she met Sam.

'I was with four or five girls having some pre-drinks in the hotel when this group of about 20 Israeli lads came over. They were drinking designer vodka, clearly trying to impress us.

'They sat at a table next to us and Sam and I struck up a conversation. He stood out. He was imposing, big build, a footballer; a bit full-on.

'On the first day of our holiday romance he was confessing his love for me, telling all his friends how he wanted to marry me and asking me to move to Israel. I wondered if it was Israeli culture to be like that, but it was odd. He seemed possessive, too.

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