Hello Lit! This is a werewolf story, with elements of Non Human, NonConsent/Reluctance and BDSM, although be aware, this chapter has no sex scenes! But they're a coming!
Feedback welcome, good or the bad, but please be gentle, I'm sensitive! Thanks for reading! :)
Chapter 1
I hurried down the deserted street nervously, my eyes flicking around, checking my surroundings as I went.
"Why did I agree to work the late shift, why Elle Roberts, why?" I muttered to myself, somewhat melodramatically. It was hard to resist though, the tips were just so much better at night. I worked in a small Italian restaurant waitressing, and really needed all the money I got, I barely made the rent as it was.
The area I lived in bordered one of the rougher areas, Jericho Green, and though it was relatively safe, occasionally the thugs from Jericho would stray into my district, in search of fresh victims. I turned the corner, sighing in relief, I was on my street now, it was a nice place, most if the houses were on larger blocks. I lived in the small block of units at the end of the street.
As I kept walking down, I heard footsteps behind me. Startled I looked around, and couldn't help but squeak slightly in surprise. About 15 feet behind me were two enormous men. They had to be about 6'4-6'5, and were built like brick shithouses. They both had dark hair, though I couldn't make out their features in the dark I could see one of the men had longish hair, and the other had a buzz cut
I quickly looked ahead and sped up my pace. "Almost there Elle, you're just being paranoid" I told myself, as the men's footsteps dropped further away from earshot. I risked looking back, and could see they were now about 30 feet behind me. I smiled to myself "so silly Elle," I chided.
I looked forward again, only to freeze. There was another man in front of me, blocking my path. Unlike the other two, his hair was blonde, his skin pale, but there was something about him that was so similar to the others. He smiled at me, a cruel gleam in his eye. I felt my stomach give a nervous roll, my mouth was dry. I looked behind me again, the two men were about 15 feet behind me, but they'd stopped moving, just watching, waiting.
"RUN!!" My mind screamed at me, but I couldn't. I was to scared, I don't know, I guess in the flight or fight response system, I'd gone with the apparent third option..freeze.
I continued to stare at them, I could feel myself trembling.
The blonde man smiled again, and took a step towards me "hello there little one" he said easily, "you look like you're going to be a lot of fun" then licked his lips and looked me up and down, leaving no confusion as to his meaning.
I stared him for another second, before adrenaline finally kicked my butt into action. I bolted to the left across the street, desperate to escape these men. Where I was running to I'm not actually sure, truthfully I was so panicked I was more like a cornered animal rather than a skillful escapee.
I could hear their feet thudding behind me. I was barely halfway across the road before I felt hands around my waist. I inhaled to let out a huge scream, when a thick forearm dressed against my throat, silencing me. I gasped for air as the arm tightened, I clawed frantically at my captors arm.
"Really now" I heard Buzz Cut whisper silkily into my ear, "you don't want to cause a scene do you? I'd hate to have to kill one of your neighbors if they were to come out here, in some misguided attempt to help you." I stiffened, before slackening in his arms, breathing noisily as he released his arm from my neck, and simply stood slightly behind me. Most of my neighbors were elderly, retirees and the such. These men were dangerous, but I didn't want anyone else to get hurt.
Blondie halted in front of me and chuckled, "there's a good girl, now get in the van" he said condescendingly, smirking down at me. I glared at him angrily. I may not be screaming my lungs out but that didn't mean I was going to make their abduction any easier. I spat at him, hitting his cheek.
"Fuck you, you ugly prick" I hissed, "I'm not getting into your van like some goddamn pet!"
Blondie stared as he slowly wiped the spit from his face. As he leant towards me, I felt my fury dissolve rapidly, quickly replacing itself with fear.
"Good job Elle," I berated myself internally "take 10 fucking seconds to run away from strange scary men, but then when you know you're going to be abducted by them, THEN spit at them, fucking brilliant."
As Blondie went to grab me, panic overtook me again as I quickly tried to dart away forgetting about Buzz Cut and Long Hair flanking me. In my haste to get away I merely ended up smashing into Buzz Cut, before landing on my butt on the road. Buzz Cut started down at me, smirking, clearly unaffected by the collision. Before I could get up myself, I was hauled up onto my feet by Blondie. He hugged me from behind, I could feel his hardness through the back of my skirt. One of his large hands wrapped around my throat, the other squeezed my crotch, I tried to squirm away, but his grip just tightened.
