Apologies if Regina has been spoken about here already. Regina Louf, as a young child, was prostituted out by her grandmother to high-ranking politicians. She was the major witness in the Dutroux affair.

This is her full story. I had to stop reading because it was stomach-churning. THis is an excerpt:

The hunts were generally organised during the official hunting season .... The children had to run into the woods and the hunters tried to catch them. At the boundary of the area in which the children had to stay, guards with dogs were posted so no one could run away. If a child got caught it had to take off a piece of clothing and was hunted again. When it was totally naked the hunter who had paid for it could do whatever he wanted with it, depending on the amount of money paid. Usually two sometimes three children were killed during a standard hunt. It was indeed quite expensive to kill a child and sometimes several hunters put money together. And the bodies had to be taken care of  too, but they had a very well organised logistic system to make them disappear. I still remember the names of several children who died during those hunts: Sarah, Maude, Tom, Katrien and others. There were several Eastern European girls among the victims. They had been smuggled into Belgium one way or another and nobody would miss them. I have also seen several children of the North African type being killed. And at the end of  the hunt there was a big party during which the remaining children got raped and abused.

On a ritual:

Tony led me to the table, on top of which I had to lie down, my legs spread apart, my arms stretched out above my head. Joe took the rabbit out of its cage, a sweet white little thing with red eyes; it kicked its rear legs in panic. The man who was holding the knife took it over from Joe, held it above me, right above my belly, and cut it open with one single slash. The bunny’s squeal went right to the bone. I closed my eyes and felt the warm blood dripping on my body. It nauseated me, and I only started breathing again when the squealing had stopped. The bunny was dead, finally. All was deadly quiet in the garage. The other kids stared at the dead animal above me. Their eyes filled with terror. The first sound I heard was the desperate sob of the little girl. The threat had become real to Chrissie. If she ever betrayed the group, her family would be in danger. She was ordered to drink from the chalice with the rabbit-blood, to fulfil her lifelong duty to protect the group.

The other children were raped and abused until the abusers were satisfied. During the abuse they showed child  porn movies. With a dangerous grin on his face Joe chose a tape on which a very young girl, about two years old got raped and murdered. He forced me to watch while he used a vibrator on me. When I was finally brought outside it seemed as if the major part of  myself, of my soul had been murdered.

This is her website, in which she covers the whole spectrum. She is extremely articulate, well-read and intelligent. From her website:

satanic abuse ...appears to operate in terms ... of pyramidal control, much like any corporate system of hierarchical productivity. On the lower tiers are the ritualistic pop-culture manifestations for the masses. These occultists are used to act as a supply of pasties to take the heat from the core networks operating at a much higher deeper levels of the military-Industrial complex; a core stratum of institutionalised abuse which is protected by every possible avenue of leakage. As such, Satanism is a highly useful method of obfuscation and distortion. When proven cases of satanic abuse have occurred, they have often been independent groupings separated from any organized and systematic rings. There are also those branches which have sprouted from the more formalised crime ring or network of porn, prostitution, and sexual slavery, which in turn have connections to the high-level elitist and generational groupings of satanic worship under a variety of tastes and flavours. However, our perceptions of Satanism as fed to us by the popular press has largely acted as a smokescreen, creating deflections from the true sources of a very real brand of Existential Satanic ritual that is far more sophisticated and without the parlour games and pantomime costumes so enamoured of the lower tiers.