Who's there?

“Who’s there?” you ask, feeling a twinge of anxiety. It’s creepy up here.

You squint at the dark. There’s a window in that room, and it’s boarded up… but just a tiny bit of moonlight comes through in a beam. It’s not enough to show you anything, though.

“Hello?” you say, when there’s no reply.

Something comes flying out of the dark, startling you. It lands at your feet.

It’s a… bra.

“Huh?”

Your phone vibrates, making you jump. You look at the text you just received. It’s from an unknown number.

TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF

Whaaat? You feel some heat in your face. Someone definitely followed you up to the attic, and they must have seen you and Lopez. Or… is this a dare? A challenge? Are they initiating you right now? Oh no. You can’t back down.

Tonight is turning into a hell of a night. You put your phone down on the dusty dresser beside you and pull off your top, then push down your bottoms and underwear, stepping out of them. It suddenly feels pretty chilly up here, and your bare skin tingles.

You look nervously over your shoulder for Lopez, but she must be in some other part of the attic. You like her, but you are pledged to CCL… if she sees your initiation, or whatever games they have in mind for you, so be it.

Heart pounding, you put one foot in front of the other, walking into the dark.

You are suddenly grabbed from behind. Bare skin, soft breasts, and hard nipples press against your narrow back. You feel a hard, rough, sucking kiss on your neck, leaving you with a terrible hickie, and hot breath.

“Oh,” you say, startled as soft fingers rub your body. She turns your head and kisses you deeply. If this is an initiation, it’s the kind you enjoy. Not knowing who she is is such a turn on! You turn around and return the kiss, caressing her body as well.

Then she’s gone… then she’s back. You feel her tongue between your legs and grab her head, finding silky hair.

“Oh god,” you moan as goes full throttle with her mouth down there. You bend over, your mouth open and your face locked in an expression of agonized pleasure that no one can see in the dark. Soft lips pinch your clit and two fingers penetrate you. You cover your mouth. You’re still sensitive down there from before, and to have it coming this intensely is a lot, almost enough to be painful. You have to let go of her hair and grab her shoulder just to stay on your feet. Your legs shake, and this girl is some kind of goddess. She makes you cum like it’s nothing, and you can hear drops of your juices hitting the floorboards as your walls squeeze her fingers.

She lets you go and you fall to your knees with a pitiful little moan.

“Ahh…” You take a deep breath, hearing the boards creak as the girl moves away from you, then returns. “Oh, baby.” You are so fired up, and so ready to return the favor, but you see something. It’s the moonlight, catching on something shiny.

What is that? Is that a knife?

You can’t see her, but she’s walking toward you with a knife.

You are in danger.

You are in a haze of post-orgasmic bliss. You can’t think straight. Your options are **** and limited in the dark.

1. Grab for the knife
2. Scream
3. Try to run
4. Try to kick her legs out