Alone in the dark

Ethan kneels in a dark room, naked and vulnerable, too scared to stand.

Shadows lurk all around him, motion in the dark, giggles penetrating out to reach his anxious ears. The sounds are taunting and light. They could only come from women, cruel ones at that.

The shadows edge closer, surrounding him, darkness encroaching. Faceless shapes take form all around, cloaked and vague. All but one part of them, which makes Ethan quiver.

Cocks, a dozen at least, of all sizes point towards him, creeping out from the veil of darkness. Looking around, they are on all sides, and he finds himself trapped.

The giggles become stronger, the feminine trill in opposition to the turgid shafts closing in.

Ethan can’t escape. They’re too close now. They will take him.

And he wants them to take him.