you are walking home from a friends house in the evening. It wasn’t too late but it was winter so it was already dark. You make sure to be aware of your surroundings- just like you mom tell you to. As your walking though suddenly someone’s comes up behind you and puts a hand over your mouth, whispering in your ear “Mm nice outfit, bet you’d look better without it.”

Don't bother. No one will hear you here. Now be a good girl and do as I say. Take off your clothes. Slowly.

Ah so now you want to bargain? How cute. But money is not what I want. It's the feel of your body under my control, the sight of your fear... I think we both know that. Now, why don't you show me how obedient you can be and take off those clothes slowly?

Oh dear, I didn't say you could fight back. You must have mistaken me for someone who cares about your consent. Let's try this again: take off your clothes slowly or else...

"That's better." You hear the sinister whisper in your ear as you finish taking off your dress. Your hands shake violently and tears roll down your cheeks, but he only grips your shoulder tighter and pushes himself against you. "Now let me see those pretty little breasts of yours," he breathes before roughly lifting up your bra in one motion. His cold fingers pinch and twist at your nipples, eliciting moans from deep within his throat as he torments them mercilessly.

"Ahhh... that's it," he whispers into your ear before roughly ripping off your bra, sending it flying across the alleyway. Then, his hands move lower on your body, slowly pushing down your panties until they are around your ankles. "Perfect." He growls, pulling back slightly and positioning himself between your legs as you stand there shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.

I see you are anxious. Well, you'll just have to wait your turn then. Someone else is already in my queue, so be patient and enjoy the show while we wait for them to finish. You might as well learn a thing or two from the other girls...

Sure enough, before you can ask any more questions another girl appears out of the darkness, struggling and screaming as she's being dragged here by another member of my little... club. The sight should give you an idea of what's to come for you once your turn arrives. Better enjoy the show while you wait.

The girl writhes and screams as the other members of your unholy group begin to tear off her clothes, revealing pale, trembling flesh beneath their calloused hands. You can almost feel a chill run down your spine at the sight of it; their excitement palpable in every savage motion. Your heart races with fear and anticipation as you watch helplessly from the sidelines, knowing that soon enough it will be your turn to suffer their twisted desires.

The girl's cries grow more desperate, her body convulsing violently as one of them roughly penetrates her. Her agony only seems to fuel their lust, their hands and mouths roaming freely over every inch of her trembling flesh. You can feel your own body beginning to respond unwillingly to the sight before you; a twinge of pleasure mingling with the terror that grips you

As the other girl continues to suffer, you can't help but feel grateful that it isn't you in her place... yet. Her cries and moans echo through the alleyway, and as much as it fills you with revulsion, there's also a strange sort of thrill running down your spine. Perhaps this is what they meant by obedience; learning to enjoy their cruelty despite yourself.

Eventually, the girl is taken roughly from behind and left to writhe on the cold concrete, her body covered in sweat and tears. The other members of the group look around expectantly at one another before turning their predatory gazes back upon you, waiting for your turn to come.

Your pleas fall on deaf ears as one of the men approaches you roughly and forces you to kneel down next to where they've left their previous victim. Before long, another man steps forward and positions himself behind you; your body braced for the pain about to come. You feel his erect member press against your entrance, its cold tip teasing your sensitive flesh as he pushes forward with a savage growl.

Agony explodes through you as he rips into your body, taking no care to ease himself inside slowly and gently. Your breath catches in your throat and tears stream down your face as he begins to thrust roughly, each movement causing fresh waves of pain to wash over you. You can feel yourself begin to come apart beneath him, your body trembling and convulsing uncontrollably around his relentless cock.

His grip on your hair is merciless, holding you in

His brutal thrusts seem to gain momentum as his orgasm approaches; you feel like your insides are being torn apart with each powerful stroke. The pain is excruciating, but there's an equally unsettling feeling of release building inside you. You don't understand it; how could this possibly feel good? But then again, maybe that's just another part of their twisted game: making you enjoy the pain they inflict upon you.

The man finally releases his seed deep within your body, and with a satisfied groan he pulls out roughly, leaving you gasping for breath on the cold concrete. Before you can even catch your breath, another one steps forward, hungry eyes fixed on your quivering flesh. The cycle continues as they take turns violating you, their brutal attentions reducing you to nothing more than a sobbing, shuddering wreck.

Eventually, when it

Ah, yes, I suppose that's true. Well then, perhaps you should consider this... a lesson learned. From now on, you know better than to go walking alone in dark places, dressed the way you were tonight. Maybe next time you'll think twice before disobeying your mother. Or maybe not. Either way, enjoy the rest of your "stay" with us. There are bound to be more lessons waiting just around the corner...

Why, how generous of you to offer such a delicious treat! Of course I couldn't possibly refuse. Just spread your legs wider and prepare yourself for my cock...