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I'm on my way home from another fruitless night at the local bar. My friend, of course, got hooked up in less than an hour, as usual having flirtation down to an art. I, on the other hand, am not so lucky, walking home alone, again. I kick a crushed beer can across the wet asphalt in frustration. I really thought I had hit the jackpot for a while but no, that kind of crashed and burned as usual. My mind wanders to the gorgeous guy I for a while thought I would be lucky enough to get between my legs.
He was tall and broad shouldered, filling out his leather jacket nicely. But most of all he had this presence, like he took up more space than he actually did. Like he owned the room. I watched him for a while across the bar, caught in his spell. He was talking to some friend or another and suddenly he'd looked up right at me. He'd caught me starting, and I'd been so embarrassed, quickly turning my eyes away. He was way out of my league and I knew that.
Next time I looked up he was gone. I'd found myself looking for him but couldn't see him anywhere. Then I'd heard it, that raspy deep voice making a shiver run down my spine.
"Hi there sugar, you want another one of those?"
I'd looked up as I felt someone sit down next to me. All I'd seen was piercing blue eyes looking out beneath a mop of dirty blond hair. My mouth had gone dry as I was foolishly just stared at him.
"Huh?" had been my less then intelligent response.
It was the man from across the bar. "Another drink?" he'd clarified nodding his head at my glass.
"Oh, yes please. Thank you," I'd stammered back.
His presence was even more intense up close, engulfing me completely, making me feel both drawn to him, as I'd never been to anyone before, and incredibly intimidated. He had kept buying me drinks and I drank more than I usually do, just because he made me nervous.
But the alcohol had loosened my tongue and I'd found myself daringly flirting with him. I'd thought we really hit it off, when he suddenly just risen from the bar.
"Stay here!" he'd ordered me. "I just need to take this call," taking out his phone and putting it to his ear while walking away.
I'd waited for quite a while, almost twenty minutes, feeling stupid in the end. After looking down at the dark liquid in my glass, spinning the melting ice around, for what felt like forever, I'd sighed, put on my sweater and left.
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Crossing a dark, dank ally I'm suddenly yanked from behind and dragged into the shadow. I struggle but whoever has me is too strong and easily overpowers me. I'm totally powerless and scared shitless.
A voice hisses in my ear, "Don't make a fucking noise you little cunt."
It's the man from the bar!
"You're a fucking cock teasing little bitch, aren't you? You know what I do to cock teasing little bitches? I make them pay, that's what I do!"
"Please, don't hurt me," I whimper. Scared he will really hurt me.
"Not a fucking sound I said."
He yanks my head hard by the hair pulling some of it from the roots.
"Do you think you can sit at the bar making me pay your fucking drinks and not give anything in return? You cock sucking little cunt. Do you think you can bat your fucking eye lashes and make empty promises with your body and I won't collect?"
He now has his hand around my throat squeezing, making it hard to breath. He will fucking kill me. Oh my God, I'm going to die. I feel tears running down my face as I struggle to get air in my lungs.
"Well, you're wrong you fucking dirty slut. I always collect!" He pulls my head to the side and licks my neck hard, biting down before he pushes me down on my knees on the wet cobblestones.
"Now, it's time to pay up," he growls.
I feel my stockings ripping at the knee and know that I'm bleeding from a cut. My head is pushed in to a jean-clad groin. I feel a hard bulge underneath.
"You see what you did to me, you whore?"
He holds my head hard grinding his groin in to my face. I can't breathe and struggle again pushing against his hips with my hands.
He was tall and broad shouldered, filling out his leather jacket nicely. But most of all he had this presence, like he took up more space than he actually did. Like he owned the room. I watched him for a while across the bar, caught in his spell. He was talking to some friend or another and suddenly he'd looked up right at me. He'd caught me starting, and I'd been so embarrassed, quickly turning my eyes away. He was way out of my league and I knew that.
Next time I looked up he was gone. I'd found myself looking for him but couldn't see him anywhere. Then I'd heard it, that raspy deep voice making a shiver run down my spine.
"Hi there sugar, you want another one of those?"
I'd looked up as I felt someone sit down next to me. All I'd seen was piercing blue eyes looking out beneath a mop of dirty blond hair. My mouth had gone dry as I was foolishly just stared at him.
"Huh?" had been my less then intelligent response.
It was the man from across the bar. "Another drink?" he'd clarified nodding his head at my glass.
"Oh, yes please. Thank you," I'd stammered back.
His presence was even more intense up close, engulfing me completely, making me feel both drawn to him, as I'd never been to anyone before, and incredibly intimidated. He had kept buying me drinks and I drank more than I usually do, just because he made me nervous.
But the alcohol had loosened my tongue and I'd found myself daringly flirting with him. I'd thought we really hit it off, when he suddenly just risen from the bar.
"Stay here!" he'd ordered me. "I just need to take this call," taking out his phone and putting it to his ear while walking away.
I'd waited for quite a while, almost twenty minutes, feeling stupid in the end. After looking down at the dark liquid in my glass, spinning the melting ice around, for what felt like forever, I'd sighed, put on my sweater and left.
___________________________
Crossing a dark, dank ally I'm suddenly yanked from behind and dragged into the shadow. I struggle but whoever has me is too strong and easily overpowers me. I'm totally powerless and scared shitless.
A voice hisses in my ear, "Don't make a fucking noise you little cunt."
It's the man from the bar!
"You're a fucking cock teasing little bitch, aren't you? You know what I do to cock teasing little bitches? I make them pay, that's what I do!"
"Please, don't hurt me," I whimper. Scared he will really hurt me.
"Not a fucking sound I said."
He yanks my head hard by the hair pulling some of it from the roots.
"Do you think you can sit at the bar making me pay your fucking drinks and not give anything in return? You cock sucking little cunt. Do you think you can bat your fucking eye lashes and make empty promises with your body and I won't collect?"
He now has his hand around my throat squeezing, making it hard to breath. He will fucking kill me. Oh my God, I'm going to die. I feel tears running down my face as I struggle to get air in my lungs.
"Well, you're wrong you fucking dirty slut. I always collect!" He pulls my head to the side and licks my neck hard, biting down before he pushes me down on my knees on the wet cobblestones.
"Now, it's time to pay up," he growls.
I feel my stockings ripping at the knee and know that I'm bleeding from a cut. My head is pushed in to a jean-clad groin. I feel a hard bulge underneath.
"You see what you did to me, you whore?"
He holds my head hard grinding his groin in to my face. I can't breathe and struggle again pushing against his hips with my hands.
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