Safe

Sometimes, late at night, lying alone in her bed with her hand between her thighs for comfort, she likes to scare herself by thoughts of bad men. Men who have only one thing on their minds, men who don’t much care whether she likes that thing or not, men who are going to have their way.

It’s not her fault. She’s been inveigled into this, accepted promises that were broken, trusted people when she should have known better. Perhaps she’s to blame for not being much more careful, but it can’t be her fault that they are so heartless. She doesn’t deserve to be abused so badly.

She finds herself in a room with several men. They’ve been drinking. They’re in the mood to have fun, their sort of fun, the sort of fun you can have with a little slut whom you don’t care about and are not responsible for.

‘Take your clothes off,’ a man says.

She stands there, frozen to the spot.

‘You can take them off, or I’ll rip them off,’ he says. ‘And then you won’t have anything to wear when we throw you out onto the street in the middle of the night.’

She’s scared now. Slowly she starts to undress.

‘Hurry up,’ the man says. He grabs her hair and slaps her face.

When she’s naked she tries to cover herself with her hands. He takes hold of her roughly, pinning her arms behind her back.

‘What do you think, guys?’ he asks his companions.

‘She’s cute,’ says one.

‘Nice tits,’ says another.

‘Let’s see her ass,’ says a third. The man holding her turns her round so that they can pull apart the cheeks of her bottom.

‘I’m going to get me some of that,’ one man says, and pushes his finger in. She groans; it hurts.

One of the men twists her nipples. ‘See how big they are,’ he says.

In her warm, soft, safe bed her hand is working now between her legs, She thinks of them manhandling her, pulling her this way or that, their fingers prodding, prying, penetrating.

‘OK, you little slut,’ says the man holding her. ‘Time to suck cock.’

He pushes her down on her knees and unzips, then forces her head down, thrusting his cock into her mouth. It’s big and hard. It nearly chokes her. He fucks her mouth for a while, then withdraws.

‘My turn,’ says another man.

Once more she is forced down onto the cock. In turn she is forced to suck them all, one by one. One of the men ejaculates, filling her mouth with semen. She spits it out and it runs down her chin.

‘Dirty little whore,’ the man says. He slaps her face.

Her hand is still between her legs; she’s going all the way. She would never tell anyone that she has these thoughts. No one else would understand; they would think her just a slutty little girl who should know better. But as she rubs her clit she thinks about being fucked by the first man, roughly, from behind, as she is bent over a table. And then there’s another man, turning her face towards him, forcing a cock into her mouth once more while she is fucked.

Before the next man takes her he whips her with his belt while two other men hold her down. Then he pushes his cock into her ass. It hurts but he doesn’t care. She’s ravished, over and over again; her mouth, her cunt, her ass. Some of the men want her two or three times. At last they leave her, her face soiled with semen and tears, streaked with lipstick and mascara. Perhaps before they have finished with her they do even worse things to defile her, but often before that happens she’s already come in her own little bed, her thighs locked around her hand, squeezing, quivering.