Penny Blanks enjoyed her meal with her husband Bob. They'd gone out for a nice dinner, a bit of a walk from home. Bob insisted that they walk, though she would have preferred that they take a rideshare.
When they left the restaurant, they walked down the street back home. Bob stopped at a newsagent, next to an alley. He was poking at the magazines, looking around. Penny paced, waiting for him to decide so they could get home. She leaned against the corner of the building. From the alley, a hand reached out to grab her. Before she could react, she was pulled into the alley. There were no lights so she couldn't see where she was being dragged to. A big, strong arm wrapped around her. It lifted her petite, 5'5" body off the ground like she weighed nothing. Before she could scream, a hand reached from behind to cover her mouth.
She was helpless, in the dark, and unable to call for help. Bob was nowhere to be seen.
Her assailant pulled her deep into the alley, away from anyone on the street. They came to a grimy door, propped open with a brick.
She struggled to get free, and away from the door. The arm held her tightly, offering no chance of escape.
She was carried into a room. What little light there was revealed a run-down tenement. She was dragged to a door and into an apartment.
On the floor of the mostly empty apartment, there was a mattress on the floor and some boxes scattered around. She scrambled, trying to get out of this monster's grip to get away.
She was thrown down onto the mattress. It was surprisingly soft and firm to be in this shithole.
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Lights came on in the hovel. Penny blinked, trying to see.
"APRIL FOOL'S DAY!!!" Voices called out.
Confused, she looked around, her sight coming back to her slowly.
Her husband, Bob, was standing with a tall black man.
"Honey, you should see the look on your face!" He laughed, bending over in glee.
"What? What?!" She sputtered, unable to comprehend what was going on.
"Penny, it's a joke, an April Fool's Prank. I got you so good." He couldn't stop laughing at his cleverness.
She glared at him. "Prank? A fucking prank? Bob, I was scared out of my mind! I thought I was going to die or get raped! What the hell were you thinking? What is wrong with you?"
She looked at the other man. He had stopped laughing and the smile fell from his face. "And you, what made you think this was a good idea?"
He spoke, his voice surprisingly soft, "I'm very sorry ma'am. Your husband told me that you'd get a kick out of his prank." He looked ashamed for his part in the prank. He looked at her husband. Bob just shrugged his shoulders and kept giggling at himself.
She glared at him for a minute before turning her attention to her husband. "And you, you fucking asshole! This is it; you've played your last prank on me. I've had it with you."
He stopped laughing. "Baby, don't be mad. It was just a prank; nothing was going to happen to you. You were perfectly safe. Ronnie here is a lifeguard; he wouldn't hurt a fly."
She took a moment to look at Ronnie. He was a tall, handsome man, with the broad shoulders of a swimmer. He towered over her husband.
Penny scowled at her husband. "Well, you've had your fun. I've had enough of your damn pranks. They aren't funny, and you are the only person who thinks they are. I'm going to have an April Fool's Prank of my own." Bob stared at her. He didn't know what to say. This night wasn't going according to plan, and his wife's words were starting to sink in.
She turned to Ronnie, "Ronnie, are you willing to help me pull a prank on my husband?"
"I suppose I could do that, to make it even for you. How are we going to prank him if he knows about it though?" He asked.
"It's part prank, part punishment. He's going to watch while I fuck the shit out of you. Maybe he'll learn not to do stupid pranks again."
"Are you sure about this, Ma'am?"
"Absolutely sure. Are you up for it?"
He thought for a moment, looking at both of them before coming to a decision. He nodded his head in agreement.
