The sound of heavy steps echoed in the narrow alley.

Nervous, Nikki hurried, her heels wobbling on the uneven cracks in the pavement. Damn it, she thought; cutting between the old buildings to reach the parking lot faster had seemed like a good idea in the moment. She hadn't appreciated how narrow and creepy the dark alleys actually were.

Ahead, Nikki saw the promise of street lights. The parking lot must be close. She rushed forward, only to have her hopes dashed. A chain link fence blocked the end of the alley. A sound, part frustration, part panic, escaped her as she looked at the fence, trying to find some way through. She even briefly considered trying to go over it, but the fence was too high. Besides, she didn't think heels and her club outfit, with its frilly top and short skirt, were really suited to climbing.

Nikki turned to find her way back out of the alley only to stop with a startled squeak as she nearly ran into the guy looming behind her. Her breath caught in her throat. He wasn't much taller than she was, but he seemed to loom over her anyway, with his broad shoulders and piercing eyes.

"Hey pretty lady," he drawled. He was so close; Nikki could smell the alcohol on his breath. "You wanna party?"

"I... I... oh, god," Nikki stammered.

The man chuckled. He looked rough and dangerous, unshaven and shaggy haired, with tattoos curling up his muscular arms. "I don't think he's back here, pretty lady. It's just you and me."

Nikki dashed forward, unsteady on her heels, trying to get past him. The rough man laughed. His strong hands grabbed her arms, almost pulling her off her feet. Dizzyingly, he spun her around and released his grip. Nikki staggered, throwing out her hands to catch her balance. Her breath came in panicked gasps.

"Please, don't hurt me," Nikki whimpered. "Please, let me go."

"Maybe," the rough man smiled. "But first, I wanna see your tits."

"What?" Nikki sobbed, hoping she'd heard him wrong.

"Your boobs, knockers, ta-tas," the rough man growled. "You're not leaving until I see your rack, pretty."

"Oh god," Nikki gasped. "Please, please let me go."

"Then let's see those tits," the rough man smirked.

Hands shaking, Nikki took hold of the hem of her frilly top. Her head was spinning and she couldn't seem to get enough air. Not knowing what else to do, she slowly lifted her hands, drawing her top up. Whimpering, she closed her eyes and pulled the cloth over her head. The stinking air of the alley felt shockingly cold against her bare skin and, to her horror, she felt her tiny, bud-like nipples hardening.

"Very nice," the rough man growled. Nikki could hear the smile in his voice. She kept her eyes closed, willing him to go away, to leave her alone now that he had what he wanted.

"Please," she whispered.

"Now show me the rest."

"What?" Nikki gasped, feeling her stomach drop out from under her. She thought she was going to be sick. Her eyes flew open, treating her to a view of his leering face.

"I wanna see it all," the rough man grinned.

"You said you'd let me go," she pleaded.

"Come on slut, show me the rest," the rough man stepped closer.

"Please," Nikki whimpered, backing away, hitting the wall behind her. "Just leave me alone."

With a snarl, the rough man lunged forward. His strong hand seized Nikki by the throat. Her breath caught as his fingers tightened. She was almost too stunned and horrified to fully notice his lips crushing against hers in a cruel parody of a kiss.

Desperate, she struggled, trying to pull herself from his strong hands. His fingers tightened, making it harder to breathe, but she tried to twist away. His other hand lashed out, striking her bare breast with stinging force. Nikki sobbed against the man's violent kiss.

He slapped her breast again, and again, each stinging blow bringing another sob of pain against his lips. Nikki froze, hoping that might stop the pain. The man slapped her breast one more time, before grabbing hold of it roughly and pinching her hard, little nipple.

Sobbing, Nikki tried to stand perfectly still while the rough man forced his tongue into her mouth and mauled and pinched her breast. The hand around her throat relaxed its grip slightly, making her panicked breaths easier. His lips, tasting of alcohol and smoke, continued to press violently against her own. She yielded, letting him thrust his tongue into her mouth.

Hope sprang in her as his hand ceased to maul her naked tit. For a moment, she dared hope he had tired of this game. Maybe he would finally let her go.

Instead, the strong hand pressed between her legs. Nikki whimpered as he thrust it up between her thighs, touching her most sensitive places. Why, she cursed herself. Why had she done it?

"You little slut," the rough man laughed against her lips. "Did you forget something?"

It had been a dare, a stupid, crazy dare to go to the club in this little skirt with no panties. Not long ago, she thought it had been fun, sitting there in the club, feeling the air against her nakedness, knowing that someone might get a peek of her. Now she was topless in a dirty alley, a cruel stranger holding her by the throat, kissing her violently while his fingers... oh god, his fingers probed her soft, wet (oh god, why was she so wet) sensitive folds.

He laughed as she squirmed and whimpered, trying to get away from his probing, pinching fingers but finding nowhere to go. Her struggles only seemed to work his strong fingers deeper inside her. Worse, she could feel herself responding, getting slicker as he touched her.

Perversely, his fingers seemed to find her most sensitive places. Her own wetness spilled over him as he touched her, teased her. His kisses, harsh and violent, seemed to inflame her. Even his hand at her throat, making her gasp and struggle for breath, fed the inescapable rush of sensation. She felt herself clenching, shivering at the edge. She sobbed as this strange, violent man's touch pushed her over. Her whole body quivered in violent reaction.

Slowly, the rough man pulled a little back from her. Involuntarily, Nikki whimpered as his fingers withdrew from inside her. Gasping, she was trying to cover herself when he pushed her slowly down to her knees.

She knelt there, on the dirty pavement of the alley, shuddering and topless, with her skirt pushed over her thighs. She was afraid to look up and didn't want to see herself. So, once more, she closed her eyes and tried to hide.

She groaned as his fingers closed on her. Firmly and steadily, he pulled her head forward. She smelled the saltiness and musk of him, felt the firm, spongy tip of him press against her lips. She made no move to resist, allowing the thick heat of him into her mouth, swirling her tongue and bobbing her head with his rhythm as he thrust into her face. Maybe, she told herself, he'll finally let her go if she does this well enough.

His thrusts battered against her face, and she struggled to accommodate, to take him as deeply as he wanted, to let him use her and maybe, finally be finished. She felt the flesh of him harden and swell in her mouth. Desperate, she bobbed her head faster, trying to bring him to completion, to end this soon.

Nikki sobbed as his fingers clenched painfully in her hair, pulling her head back, dragging himself from her mouth. Gasping, she didn't resist as he pulled her around, lifting her waist. She cried out as he thrust into her body, the impact of his flesh into hers rocking her forward.

Holding her hips, he drove himself deep into her wet, warm flesh. Every thrust was hard and brutish, the slapping sound of their bodies meeting seeming to fill the alley.

"You like that, don't you slut," he growled into her ear as he violently trust into her. "This is what you wanted, isn't it. You're a slut and you love me fucking you."

"No," Nikki whimpered, shaking her head, even as her body made her a liar.

Her hips bucked instinctively against him. Her legs spread wider, her ass angled up to take him in even deeper.

"Cum for me slut," he snarled, thrusting hard into her willing body.

"No," she moaned, shoving back against him.

She felt herself quivering again at the edge of another orgasm. Her head shook in denial even as she felt herself swollen with need, evidence of her arousal smeared down her naked thighs.

The rough man drove himself into her, his fingers tightening painfully in her hair. She could feel him stiffening and pulsing deep inside her.

Again Nikki came hard, desperately driving herself onto his cock as her muscles clenched around him, groaning as the orgasm tore through her, leaving her boneless with him still hard inside her. She moaned as she felt him slowly withdraw from inside her. An aftershock shuddered through her as her body vacillated between relief and disappointment that it was over.

She felt him looming over her. Panting, she turned, unable to keep from looking up to see what else may be in store. Her face heated as she skipped past his cock, still slick with her wetness, and up to his face.

He smiled down at her, the somehow gentle look at odds with his perversity. He reached out, holding her hair again, and drew her face back to his slick and still hard flesh. Nikki cringed back a little but opened her lips obediently, tasting herself mingled with him as she licked and sucked him.

He began to thrust again, pushing himself once more into her mouth with growing urgency. This time, he didn't stop, and a moment later his first release flooded between Nikki's lips. Even as she struggled to swallow, he suddenly pulled himself from her obedient lips. Spurts of white, sticky cum rained down onto her face, drawing hot streaks along her lips, nose and cheek. Reflexively, Nikki licked her lips, tasting his warm cum.

Panting, she looked up to see him looming over her again, closing his jeans. With a grin, he lifted his phone from a pocket. The flash was startlingly bright in the dark of the alley as the rough man snapped picture after picture of her, lying in the dirty alley, her breasts and pussy bare and cum covering her flushed face.

"Thanks, slut," the rough man leered down at her, pausing to playfully pinch her breast once more before turning and sauntering down the alley.

Nikki lay there on the ground, her breasts and pussy throbbing in the open air. Slowly, she pulled herself to her feet, trying to straighten her skirt into real clothing again and grabbing for her top. Dressing, she desperately tried to scrub the cum from her face before stumbling down the alley alone.