Chapter 1

Finals and studying were killing her, driving her crazy as the semester wound down. It was all she could do to stay focused anymore. The grind of it all was just smothering her. It’s why she was here tonight. To let loose a little bit, to recharge and refresh and then start back up the next day. Sammie didn’t feel like it was too much to ask for. Normally she went out to the bars to dance with her friends, a group of wing-man supporting, sabotaging, and protecting each other from too much excess. Sammie wanted the excess tonight however, but within reason. She was in a relationship after all and saw a future in it. But a bit of a buzz, a bit of a grope, and maybe even some kisses wouldn’t hurt anything.

With that thought in mind, she had dressed in a nice red dress and black heels, tall, and no bra. She did wear a thin black thong that barely could keep a breeze away, much less a wandering finger. She called for her Uber and shortly before 11 she arrived at a decent bar. She’d been there before and they were always busy. Keeping it simple with occasional vodka shots, plus whatever beer random guys sent her way in a desperate bid for her attention, she got drunker far faster than she expected. She’d been drunk before, sloppily even, so that was nothing new.

She let the guy she was dancing with currently grope her ass firmly and nuzzle her neck with kisses before pulling away and blowing a kiss to him. The night had been that way, tease after tease, a cupped breast, a caressed neck, and handful of her ass. Nothing more however, nothing that would cross a line. She almost smiled at their frustration. It wasn’t exactly a game to her, but it almost was. So close, loving the attention and even the power. But it was getting late and she did have to study tomorrow.

She headed back to the restrooms, but apparently she had not been the only woman with that idea. The line was wrapped out and even wandered past the mens room. She even saw a couple women just go in there together, braving the stares of the men, daring them to stop them. No one did though, this as a pretty good crowd, truth be told.

She didn’t feel up to that however, and since she only had to pee, she decided to head out to the alley. It wasn’t the first time she’d just pulled a thong to the side and hiked her dress up and it likely wouldn’t be the last. It was quiet out back, likely due to the horrible smell of the sewer system. It was so awful she almost went back in, but this would be so much quicker. She snuck behind a dumpster bin, pulled up the dress and started peeing, her thong safely pulled away.

She was almost done when she was pushed against the rough brick wall, face held against the rough brick. “Think you can play the tease you slut?” someone said. “Now it’s time to pay the price” She tried to struggle as her minuscule thong was jerked down and her skirt pulled up. She almost screamed when she felt metal at the base of her neck.

“Don’t even try it. It doesn’t have to get messy,” the stranger said. She nodded against the brick, scratching at her cheek as he pulled down her dress, making her step out of it and kicking it into a dirty stale puddle of water. With the metal in her back, he pressed against her and shoved himself hard into her ashamedly wet cunt. All he did was chuckle, whispering in her ear.