It is Saturday night and once again you are out on the town with the girls. Tonight you just want to have fun, to have a few drinks with your friends, to have a laugh and to dance the night away. You have no intention to get picked up. Tonight is just about having fun with no complications.
As you walk down the street your blonde hair blows behind you in the breeze. It hangs about half way down your back and you can feel it brushing on your exposed shoulders. Your red sleeveless top has a low front which gives an ample display of your 36C chest, just revealing the edge of your dark red bra. Your white knee length skirt pulls tightly over your ass, and the material is transparent enough to reveal that you are wearing a white thong. The delicate lace of your thong is just visible through your skirt giving a tantalizing glimpse of what lies within. Your outfit is finished off with a pair of white shoes with 3 inch heels which click loudly on the paving stones as you walk down the street. A small white leather handbag hangs off your shoulder, bouncing off your hips as you walk.
As you walk into the bar you notice several groups of men checking out you and your friends. You love the attention and give an extra sway to your hips as you walk over to an empty table near the dance floor. This is certainly somewhere you will all get noticed. You all order cocktails for the first round of drinks, keen to get the night going as quickly as you can. You can see guys around the room checking out your butt and whispering to each other as they stare at you. You flash them the odd glance and laugh to yourself as you think of the mesmerizing power you have over them. What they would give to touch your skin, kiss your thick red lips, and get you into their beds.
After another cocktail your friend grabs you by the arm and drags you onto the dance floor. Your mind is caught up in the music as you twist in time with the beat, lifting your arms above your head and gyrating your hips. You notice several guys moving towards the edge of the dance floor, staring at your body as it moves seductively. Suddenly you feel a pair of hands squeezing your ass. You look over your shoulder to see a guy behind you with a wide grin on his face. You thrust your hips towards him and push your ass into his hands. Slowly you turn around as he puts his hands on your hips and you dance in front of him. You can see the effect you are having on him. His eyes are wide, his mouth is contorted into a smug grin and the bulge appearing in the front of his trousers is growing steadily. You see jealous looks as you check out the reaction from the guys around the dance floor. As the song finishes you realize this may get out of hand, kiss the guy quickly on the cheek and go back to your table, much to his disappointment. His boldness still gets him a round of high fives from his friends as he returns to their table.
After another cocktail you need the bathroom and ask Clare to join you. Susan also wants to go so the three of you head for the ladies room. When you get there Susan and Clare take the last two vacant stalls so you wait until they finish before going yourself. As you leave they are just finishing adjusting their makeup and say they will meet you back in the bar. You refresh your makeup, adding more lipstick and some mascara, adjust your clothes and head back to the bar. As you leave the ladies room you are looking down at your feet and don't see the man in front of you before it is too late. You bump into him with a shock and quickly look up to his face. He is a tall man, well over 6 feet tall. He has short blonde hair, deep piercing blue eyes and a very wide chest that seems to expand to take up the full width of the corridor.
For a brief moment you think it would be lovely to be held in his strong muscular arms before snapping back to your senses.
"Oh, excuse me." you say as you try to step around to the side of him.
He steps across so that once again he is blocking your path. A big smile spreads across his face and immediately you start to feel uncomfortable. You can feel a draft on the exposed parts of your breasts, and what felt like a long skirt before now seems needlessly short. You try and move around the other side of him to get back to the bar when you feel a pair of hands grab your arms from behind, pulling them behind your back.
You try to turn around and look over your shoulder to see who is there, just as the door to the disabled bathroom is opened in front of you. Before you can react you are pushed forward into the bathroom, then pulled backwards as he backs against the wall. Two other men follow you into the room shutting the door behind them. You hear a terrifying click as the lock is turned and you realise you are trapped in this room with three strong, powerful men.
The tall blonde man stands in front of you, the same grin etched on his face. You stare at him with obvious fear in your eyes. Your arms and shoulders hurt from the pressure being put on your elbows as they are held behind your back. Your hands are behind you and you can feel the man there, you can feel his hard cock through his trousers. You try to pull your fingers out of the way but can't. To your left by the door is a red headed man, about 5 foot 6 inches tall but very stocky. He chuckles to himself as you watch his gaze move down your body, pausing to stare at your tits, and then your ass, before moving his eyes back up and staring into yours. Everything that he wears is black, his T-shirt, trousers and shoes. He leans against the wall with his arms folded in front of him. His mouth opens and closes slowly as he chews a piece of gum.
Suddenly you feel fingers touching the left side of your chin and your attention quickly moves to the man in front of you. He slides his fingers under your chin and slowly lifts your head up and stares into your eyes.
"What a beautiful girl you are, and one that can really move her body in the right way, if what you were doing on the dance floor is anything to go by."
The other guys in the room laugh, but with deep throaty laughs that convey a sinister edge. You try to back away but just end up pushing your ass into the guy behind you and you can feel his breath on your neck. Your hands are trapped between you and your captor and you feel his thickening penis even more.
The blonde guy slowly moves his hand from your chin, sliding it along your jaw and around the side of your neck, gently brushing your ear. He slips his fingers into your long blonde hair as he wraps his hand around the back of your head. You are transfixed by his eyes. Suddenly he plunges his lips onto yours. You feel his tongue pushing at your lips but you keep them tightly shut as he rubs his lips over yours. Suddenly he clenches his fingers in your hair, pulling it tightly. The pain in your head makes you open your mouth and his tongue is thrust in between your wet red lips. He kisses you, rolling his lips over yours and searching out every corner of your mouth with his tongue. He holds your head firmly so you can't get away from this oral onslaught. His body pushes into you, crushing you between these two men, unable to move and helpless to resist.
His hand caresses your right breast, squeezing the soft flesh and massaging your nipple through the thin lacy cloth of your bra. He continues to kiss all round your mouth, and you can feel his firm cock pushing into your stomach. Finally he pulls away and you gasp for breath. He then moves his head forward and plants his lips on your neck. Still with a firm grip of your head he begins to caress your neck with his mouth, lightly drawing patterns over your neck with his tongue and occasionally nibbling at your ear lobes.
Then he starts to suck hard on your neck. With little effect you try to push him away from you. You flinch as you feel the guy behind you start to kiss the other side of your neck. He kisses from your shoulder up to your ear and back again and then also begins to suck on your neck. You realize you are going to be marked but can do nothing about it. After several minutes they release you from their vampire grasp and you know you have big marks as evidence of their attentions. The blonde guy leans back and stares at you with a big smile on his face, wiping his mouth and admiring his conquest. You struggle in a desperate attempt to escape but to no avail.
"Ok, you've had your fun now let me go back to the bar.", you say. You hope you can talk your way out of this.