*Author's Note-This story contains non consensual sex. I do not condone the action nor would I suggest you go out and do it. It is wrong on many levels, fictionally, however, it makes a good story, if you enjoy it of course. These character's and events are mine, and not up for copy. All characers are 18+. I hope you enjoy.*
'...' thoughts.
'I'm going to fucking kill her.'
I keep repeating over and over as I'm forced to walk home. 'Oh don't worry Alyssa, I won't get fucking hammered and leave the party without you.' I think of all the things I wish I could do to Elle, getting even more pissed because they're all illegal.
Earlier in the night we went to a Christmas party together. Booze, drugs and slutty elves. Dressed in a short red mini skirt, boots up to my knees and fishnet stockings with a shirt that barely conceals anything is what I stupidly chose to be my guise, without any common sense might I add. Now being forced to walk home, which thankfully is only a mile away, I'm fucking freezing. My coat wasn't really built for warmth, and it only reaches to where my skirt lies. 'Damn you Elle!'
My walk is basically through a residential area. I feel completely at ease here. Although in my mind, other than cursing Elle to the lowest circle of Hades, I'm calculating whether I should take the short cut or not.
The short cut is through the woods of course, making my trip shorter by more than half of the longer. I try to weigh the pros and cons of the shorter way when the wind suddenly whips around me making my decision for me.
The short cut it is.
I come upon the path. I feel hesitant, like there is something wrong here. I shake it off, I've done this countless times throughout my 18 years of life. Even through the woods I've worn a path through the many times I've used it, including marking the trail by gouging the trees.
I walk along the path and enjoy the solitude. The wind isn't as gusty here, and the snow hasn't fallen as heavily. I step off the path and into the trees when I come to my first marker. 'Only a little longer now, then a hot shower, warm clothes and hiding under my covers.'
Finally after 10 or so minutes I come to my grotto. Its a small circular clearing that I normally escape to when the stress at home becomes to much. My parents aren't exactly the best with the constant fighting and negligence. I doubt they even know I'm gone now. I snuck out to go to that party. Elle picked me up down the block, which is where she was suppose to drop me off later, instead driving off with Jeremy. He's her boy toy.
I walk over to my tree. Its the best shade tree, and has a conveniant hallow near the base that I keep a blanket, my art supplies, a few books and a now empty box of condoms. 'Need to remember to replace those...'
"Allie, there you are!" I whirl around fists up. "Woah, easy girly, its just me."
I drop my hands as I recognize the voice. As he comes closer I notice his walk is sorta off. "Damn you Victor." I say as he saunters over and puts his arms around my waist. I laughingly try to push him away as he kisses my neck and collarbone. Victor is my 19 year old pain in the ass...and the reason for the empty box of condoms.
He pulls off my coat and continues kissing, trying to tug my flimsey shirt aside. I push him back slightly."Aw c'mon baby, please."
I shake my head. "Not tonight Vic, I'm cold, I just wanna go home."
"But I could keep ya warm." He says drawing me closer. I smell liquor on his breath now. Apparently he went to his own party.
"Not tonight. I'm not in the mood." I try to wriggle away from him.
"But baby, we've been waiting here for you forever.'
I freeze. 'We?'
Just then I feel cold hands wrap around my wrists and pull my arms behind my back. Victor lets go of my waist and steps back smiling. I turn my head and see Gage, Victor's best friend. I smell booze on his breath too. He must of got ahold of something. Gage is 22.
"What the hell are you doing? Let go of me!" I try to struggle away from Gage, and he increases the pressure on my wrists making me cry out in pain. "Now now Alyssa, if you be a good girl, you won't get hurt."
"Fuck you asshole! Let me goooo!" Then I feel something cool cutting into my throat. Gage is holding a butcher's knife. I immediatly still. "See? You can behave."
I bite back my retort of the various things I would like to cut off of him. He runs the blade down to my shoulder making me shiver. With a jerk he cuts one of the straps to my shirt. I look at Victor. "Stop this...please." I beg. He just smiles and Gage cuts the other strap. Thankfully my arms keep my shirt from falling. "What now? Just go away and leave me alone!" I try to break Gage's hold, but he's strong even while intoxicated.
"Here," Gage offers the knife to Victor. "cut the front of her shirt open." I struggle furiously against his hold, but I can't get away. "Stop that now, or he's gonna accidentally slice those nice tits of your's to ribbons." I glance at Victor, seeing him about to cut away reguardless of my struggles and I stop moving. "You fucking prick. Stop it. It isn't funny."
"It isn't a joke Alyssa, so it shouldn't be funny." Gage whispers in my ear. Victor draws the blade slowly down the hallow of my throat to my breasts, making me shudder with more than just the cold. He cuts through the thin material of my shirt and pulls it away from me. He smiles and waves the shirt in front of my gaze before tossing it aside.
My breasts stand at full attention seeing as I didn't wear a bra. The cold wind licks across them, making my nipples erect almost to the point of pain. Victor runs the knife over them. I'm starting to feel how wet I already am, and get more pissed that my body is betraying me while these assholes torment me.
Then I feel Victor's mouth envelope one of my nipples. It's blissfully warm as he licks, nips and sucks away. I involuntarily arch my back, getting more of my breast into his mouth. I hear both men chuckle and Gage saying, "She is a little fucking slut ain't she?" I open my mouth to protest, but then Gage's free hand comes up and cups my breast.
Victor suckles one as Gage toys, pinches and pulls the other. Moans escape my lips even though I try to hold them back. 'Damn it. Make this end, please make it end.' I feel my cunt flowing freely now.
Victor pulls back, the frigid air hitting my nipple and making me wince. He crouches down and runs his hands up my skirt to the waistband of my thong. I try to kick at him but he places the point of the blade against my thigh, near an artery. If you're wondering, Victor has a strong fascination with Anatomy, so I know he could easily make one little cut and I'd be fucked.
"Ah ah ah, behave Alyssa." He goes back to my thong and starts to pull it down. "Damn baby, I've never seen you this wet." he says as he feels my already soaked panties. I feel tears of humiliation threaten and force them back. "Go suck Gage's dick and leave me the hell alone!" I struggle against Gage but I can't get loose.
Victor pulls my panties down my legs, removes them and tosses them aside with the tatters of my shirt, I feel Victor's hand touch my clit. I bite my lip to keep from moaning as he starts gently rubbing circles. Gage starts to nip at my earlobe, and I feel his erection pressing into me. Victor's hand moves and he presses two fingers into my cunt.
I buck my hips against him, trying to free myself and ride his fingers at the same time. He starts to pump his fingers inside me slowly, he knows how to work me and soon he has me panting for more.
Victor looks at Gage. "I think she's ready for round one, don't you?" Gage chuckles in my ear. Victor stands up and suddenly Gage has me bent over. My ass pressed against him. I hear him undo and take off his belt. He wraps it around my wrists, securing them. "That should make it easier."
Both men free their dicks. 'Th-they're really gonna do this to me? Victor...why?'
"Time to let me use that pretty little mouth of your's sweetheart." Victor grabs my hair and tries forcing me onto his cock. 'No, I've never let you there you assfuck, thats not going to change now.' He continues sliding his cock around my mouth trying to gain entry.