A dirty roll in the alley.

Mark shoved me further into the alley, I stumbled in my ankle chains before falling into a cluster of trash cans. I stumbled and fell rolling over the cans as they spilled their trash in the alley.

“Kimmie.” Mark said, “Enjoy yourself.” His eyes shone but his voice was tinged with worry. He wanted this for me, but was worried about me. I lay there panting against a metal bin as he walked back out of the alley. For the first time I was alone, but I knew it wouldn’t be for long.

I looked around the alley, aside from the bins I was against there were several dumpsters and puddles of stagnant water. I heard some movement and turned my head to a stack of pallets, a rat or something was moving in them. They were discoloured with age and had pieced of rubbish caught on them including old newspapers. The front page od one caught my eye. caught with old newspaper pages near me, it was the front page about this very alley, ‘Teen gangraped in alley’ it taunted me.

I don’t know how long I lay there against the bins, the smell of the alley slowly invading my nose. As I got colder I started to worry that no one would come and I would end up suffering hypothermia, but these thoughts were short lived. From the end of the alley where Mark had parked came three men, they were only a few metres from me as they rounded the corner, but were so engrossed in conversation they didn’t notice me till a few steps closer.

“I’m telling you man, if you wanna get your dick wet you have to get out, who knows you might….” The voice trailed off as they all stopped to stare. I wanted to say something, I wanted to say hello, I wanted to offer myself to them, I wanted to scream for Mark. Instead I lay there as they looked at me.

One of the guys stepped closer, “You alright?” he asked. Part of me was glad the first man was nicer, part of me hated it. “Need some help?” He asked pulling his mobile out and turning on he torch to get a better look, “**** me huh?”

I nodded, “You want help with that?” The smile he had was less nice and more hungry. I nodded again, “Hey guys. You gonna help me with this?” He asked the other two who were stepping closer.

One of the guys laughed as he grabbed his crotch.