Important Note

The following story is 100% fiction with zero real world relevance, non-consensual sex/sexual assault of any kind is wrong and should never be accepted. If you are considering or have committed such an offence I suggest you get serious psychiatric help.

Isabelle admired her own body in the mirror of the dance studio. At 15yo she could tell she was developing into a very good body and could tell she got gazes from loads of boys (and full grown men). Coming from a conservative family though her virginity remained completely in tact, and while she’d on dates a couple of boys she had only got as far as kissing. One of the boys began to feel up her leg but she shot it down quickly.

She knew how sexy she was and she kind of enjoyed the fact that she made almost anyone from the opposite sex crazy and lustful for her. Her body was fit, and sexually ready to go. Despite knowing that she strictly wasn’t meant to, she’d fingered herself to orgasm several times. Suddenly while she was stretching the power went out, it was late in the afternoon and just starting to get dark so there was only minimal light breaching through. She could tell it was city wide as looking out the windows she couldn’t see anything powered up.

They waited for half an hour before the teach decided there was no point in continuing with the class, Isabelle was going to call her parents but remembered they were out at the time so she just figured she’d walk home. It’s only 10min, what could go wrong?

As she was walking she started to realise darkness was really taking over, and suddenly she heard the rumbling of motorbikes coming from behind her. She immediately regretted turning down the offer of a lift home and her heart rate really increased when those bikes rounded the corner coming up behind her. She tried to just keep her head down hoping they would just forget about her, but a few saw her and immediately slowed down to turn around. She decided to make a break for it in the park across the road, thinking they wouldn’t be able to follow her in there. But she wasn’t thinking clearly, they were in a black out, and they didn’t care about rules. As she ran in the bikes all peeled off to follow her, it didn’t take long before they we had her surrounded.

They circled her ensuring she knew she had nowhere to run. Finally one of the men pulled up in front of her, the leader. “Where do you think you’re going on a beautiful night like this, sweetie?” Isabelle was petrified, “please let me go please! My mum and dad will pay money for me. Please don’t hurt me!” “Would ya listen to this girl beg? Fuck it’s hilarious, and kinda sexy.” All the bikes had stopped and the men were dismounting, it was a strange and horrifying picture for Isabelle to take it, with it being so dark save for the headlights of a few bikes that they’d left on creating a spotlight on her, all she could really see were these hungry disturbing looking eyes and the perverted grins on their faces.