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Bar's empty tonight. As it has been the last few nights. Streets empty, stores closed up early tonight. A dead town. The sound of two car doors closing brought some hope of conversation. But after waiting 5 minutes, I realize it's useless. So I finish up my beer and head out.



My god the street's deserted. Not a soul in sight. Taking a good look around, I start to head home.



Reaching the end of the street, I realize it's faster through one of the alleys, and with my feet starting to hurt, I don't have to think twice about heading down.



Damn it's dark. A falling can makes me jump and looking around, I can barely see a thing. That's when I hear the chuckle.



Someone's watching me. Frozen in my tracks, I start to panic, looking around trying to see who's there.



"Walk Lil, walk" I keep saying to myself, knowing I need to get out of there now. And no sooner I start making my way through the narrow, pitch black alley when I hear that cynical chuckle again. But this time it's worse. It's accompanied by another, just as wicked. Only deeper, hoarse.



Now I start to run. But not being able to see has only made me get lost in the what I once saw as my home. That's when I come to a screeching halt.



Hitting something huge, I fall flat on my ass. Looking up I realize it isn't something, but someone. Dark, tall and wide, looking over at me. The sound of footsteps behind me make look back and see another equally large and intimidating figure.



One motions to the other and they both lean down to grab me. That's when I can finally manage a scream, only to have it muffled by a strong, large hand. Past experience has taught me not to fight when you know the odds are totally against you and those 2 pair of hands picking me up and placing a hood over my head are pretty convincing. But once one hand proceeds to go in and down the back of my jeans, and another down the front, my body can't help but scream and fight for my way out. A blunt blow to the head silences me, knocking me out.



Coming to, I'm still hooded, but now I'm strapped down as well. And tightly. Can hear them speaking in the room and as soon as I start moving they come close and take the hood off.



OPening my eyes, trying to see, all I get are two shadows. One large hand cups my chin and tilts my head up while the other man lets out a very low toned growl.



My sight finally adjusting to the light, I can clearly see my captors. And they're huge! Broad shouldered frames, dark ebony skin. No sooner my eyes widen and my body cringes back into the wall where I'm shackled, they laugh.



One of them presses his whole body against mine while the other proceeds to cut my clothes off with a pair of scissors. I can feel the bulge in his pants and the other takes advantage of his job and uses his hands to touch and grope every inch of me as he cuts through my garments.



Looking up at him, he can see my urge to scream for help, and taking my face in his hands he makes it clear to me that it is exactly that they want to hear. They want me to scream.



I quickly scan the room. It's dark, dirty, no signs of people out or around it. Like an old abandonded warehouse. Which brings down my hopes of anyone hearing me if I do scream.



As they back away from me, I realize that I'm naked, with the exception of my shoes. They look me over, making their little remarks and jokes of how they can use me. How they can make me scream and beg to be freed. I panic, struggling with the shackles and crying. And all they do is laugh.



After a few minutes of trying to do the impossible, I give up........