She's all yours...

[Social Exile]

I plan on starting off a scene in this section. It will involve the introduction of a woman and the settings around her. After the introductions and initial descriptions are out of the way you can continue the story as you see fit. Add as many characters or plot twists as you like and have fun with the little sextoy 8 )

Just reply to the intro post and have at it. Multiple posters are welcomed since it would be interesting to see the different directions the story can go, based on each authors tastes.

A Social Exile

[Social Exile]

Rush Hour.

Crimson skies surrounded the giant stone buildings of downtown as thousands of commuters joined the rush to get home. The big city's streets grew more congested by the minute as the sun began to lower further into the horizon.

Every day Laura went through the same routine during the early evening scramble. Sighing to herself, she knew that it would be a long ride home in the back of the old cab she was sitting in.

"Hey buddy, get outta the way!!!" screamed the taxi driver as he maneuvered his car away from the curb and into the mess of cars.

Laura sat back and tried her best to relax as the sounds of the city continually washed over her. Even after living in the urban center for most of her adult life, she was still on edge as horn after horn blared through this conrete jungle. Already stressed out from having to deal with numerous angry customers at Big John's Diner, she didn't relish the idea of sitting in the cab for another hour, forced to witness the endless expletives and arguments that were common at this time of day.

Looking at her watch, Laura grumbled to herself as they sat there, unable to move faster than a snail's pace in the gridlock.

"You know, I think I'm just going to walk the last two miles," huffed the young woman.

"Yeah? Well it's your dime lady," shrugged the cabbie.

Pulling a twenty from her purse, Laura collected her change and stepped out of the cab, quickly navigating her way to the busy sidewalk. Shutting her purse and raising it to her shoulder she began to pick up the pace of the other pedestrians, her heeled shoes clicking along he pavement.

Running her hand over her brown hair, which was pinned up in a bun, Laura knew that she would get the occasional glance as men passed her by. Being young and attractive she figured she should be used to it by now. Clicking along now, her short, pink uniform skirt and blouse standing out in the mess of business suits and conservative clothing.

Laura actually found a little smirk on her face as a group of men seated on an apartment stairway stopped to watch as she went by. Feeling the lustful stares she knew what they were watching, her stocking covered legs trailing smoothly out of her skirt, the way her ample breasts filled out her uniform top.

Giggling to herself she found it funny how easily men could be distracted, and how easily she could grab their attention with ease. She also found it funny that even as they lusted after her so badly, none of the men would have a chance with her if they tried.

After working at the busy downtown cafe for a few years, Laura had learned to deal with the numerous advances and had even mastered the art of flirting for better tips. She was used to men desiring her, and she felt powerful knowing that they wouldn't have her unless she allowed it.

Picking up her pace a bit, her blouse bouncing a little bit more as she walked, Laura passed the group of men quickly. Rounding the corner of a building she could hear the catcalls and whistles that followed her.

Looking at her watch again, Laura gauged that it would take about 15 more minutes until she arrived at her apartment complex. Breathing easily, the young girl walked briskly through the city as the sun finally disappeared from sight and the skies began to darken.

Moments later, Laura checked her watch again, ten minutes to go and she would be sitting comfortably at home with a cold drink in her hand.

Deciding to take a shortcut between two buildings, Laura took a right hand turn down an open alleyway, passing between an apartment complex and a small market.

Gliding along the hard blacktop, she checked her watch again, pleased with the time she was making. Passing by another alley on the left hand side, Laura could see that it was a bit darker than the main passage she was walking through.

Moving closer as she continued her trip home, the young waitress suddenly felt a tug on her left arm as she walked. Caught up in her thoughts of getting home and relaxing, Laura quickly became confused when her progress suddenly stopped. Her feet still trying to walk, but her movement was almost non existent.

Then her mind seemed to snap back to reality and she could feel arms gripping her around the waist and chest, pulling her toward the alley.

Shocked and frightened by what was happening, Laura tried to cry out, to call out to anyone nearby. Suddenly she felt a large hand as it clamped itself over her mouth, muffling her cries.

Laura screamed as she was quickly whisked away into the deep, consuming darkness...

[pisseddawg]

Tired of being ignored by Laura time after time at the diner,  Ray had spent the last month planning his attack. finally catching her alone in the alley was a god send.  When she began to scream one quick punch to the gut shut her up quickly. Dragging her deeper into the alley he began to maul her large firm tits and exposed them to the evening air. As he twisted the nipples he thought about the hour he had to enjoy Laura before her real demise began.


Just a start after reading your message I was thinking Ray would have his way with her then sell her for a good homeless gang rape.