Broken In and Forced In An Alley

I just wanted a shortcut home.

My heels are killing me, the alley is freezing, and I’m twenty-one and completely alone. Then two guys step out of the shadows. Grease on their hands. Heavy boots. Shoulders that block out the streetlight.

They don’t want my purse.

They want me.

They don’t ask. They don’t negotiate. They just take.

I should be terrified. I should be fighting.

So what the hell is wrong with me?

Why am I melting into the splintered wood while they take turns wrecking me?

They don’t do gentle. They don’t do sweet. They just claim what they want.

I should run. I should call for help.

Instead, I’m left shivering in the alley, turned on by the mess they’ve made…

A standalone dark erotica short about a wrong turn, two rough strangers, and a body that doesn’t know how to say no.