Cold wind slaps my face. Dark alley swallows the cinema glow. Room four’s horror flick still pulses in my veins. Psychopath killer down. Lights up. I button my cardigan tight. Mistral howls. Streets shadowed. Lamp posts flicker. Perfect for monsters.
I quicken pace. Ten minutes home. Adrenaline from the screen lingers. Love this fear. Safe scare. Parents mock it. Friends laugh. Fuck them. Rare crowd tonight. Late show. Wind-sheltered alley. Trash cans toppled ahead. Cross fast.
The Shift
Three shadows loom. Young punks. Eyes lock on me. ‘Hey chick, cold out. We’ll warm you up.’ Laughter crude. Heart skips. Joke? Accelerate. They follow. Steps echo. ‘Stop, bitch. We’ll fuck the chill out. Even ass-fuck if needed.’ Panic rises. Real now. Sprint. Turn right. Crash into wall. Strong arms catch. ‘Where you going, girl? Hurt yourself.’
‘Help! Three guys wanna rape me!’ He scans. They burst in. ‘Thanks for stopping her, man. We’ll tag-team now.’ I duck behind his massive frame. Towering. Built like steel. ‘Fuck her? She agree?’ I scream no. He nods. ‘She said no. Leave.’ Knife flashes. Leader snarls. ‘Back off or die.’
He shrugs. Blade slices his hand. Blood drips. Calm voice. ‘Okay then.’ Lunges. Grabs ears. Headbutt explodes nose. Blood sprays. Guy drops. ‘Don’t threaten me. Fresh from the asylum.’ Others freeze. Knife raised. Kick to balls crumples second. Third flees. Snaps blade under boot. Wipes blood on jacket. Ties scarf bandage. ‘Come, girl. They’re sick.’ I cling to his arm. Hero. Real one.
Home fast. Door shuts. Bathroom light. First real look. 6’2″. Muscled beast. Hard jaw softens in smile. Patch his wound. Nurse friend’s kit. ‘Hungry?’ Feed him. Saucisson. Cheese. Coffee. Eyes devour me. ‘You’re gorgeous. Wanted to join them once. But only with yes. Wanna fuck you. Then back tomorrow.’ Fear mixes thrill. Owe him. Crave control. ‘Yes. But my way. Gentle.’
The Conquest
Bedroom. Strip slow. His eyes burn. Naked. Lie back. He kisses deep. Tongue expert. Sucks tits tender. Down. Licks pussy. Rim ass. Fire ignites. Grab his head. Guide cock. Huge. Guide to cunt. Spoon. Fills slow. Fingers clit. Pinches nipple. Waves build. Explode. He hard still. ‘Ass now?’ Fear flares. ‘They’d have raped it brutal.’ Pause. Crave it. My choice. ‘Lube. Slow.’
Prep me. Fingers stretch. Tongue probes. Doggy. Cock teases. Spread cheeks. Burns in. Gland pops. Inch by inch. Fingers front. Clit buzz. Full. Rocks gentle. Pain melts pleasure. Cum hard. He floods. Pulls out. Heaven.
Morning gone. Ass aches delicious. Obsessed. Hunt him. Fanny helps. Hospital. Fake faint. He catches. Thierry. Psych nurse. Laugh. Dinner invite. Fuck again. My rules. Months bliss. He gentle giant. I ride hard. Take ass deep. Power mine.
Fanny confesses. Virgin ass fear. I plot. Dinner. Tease her blush. ‘Want deflowered gentle?’ Late. Big bed. Stay. Morning she beams. Sore. Happy. Me? Stronger. Secret fuels. Day lawyer fierce. Night? Heroine owns desires. City rhythms pulse. I command.