No sign of them

Much to my disappointment there was no sign of Sam and Dean. It was dusk, and the setting sun was reluctantly giving way to the coming darkness of night with a final splash of vibrant pastel hues that from where I stood looked absolutely breathtaking. My hopes sank as I looked both directions down the dimly lit streets for any sign that they still might be within eyesight and earshot. There I saw two figures a couple of blocks away, scurrying homeward as fast as their feet would carry them. I wasn't sure who it might be, so I called out as loud as I could: "SAM! DEAN! WAIT!" My voice echoed up and down the emptying streets, but the two figures had stopped to look back. My heart leaped for joy as they stood there, beckoning me to follow. I ran with almost reckless abandon, aching and longing to feel the touch of my two chosen lovers, my Chikans as I would have to admit.

Lust drove me, and lust became my undoing half way there as I took a nasty tumble, sprawling flat on my face on the pavement beneath me. Like wolves they pounced upon me from the shadows. It was many. Way too many for me or anyone else to deal with. Their faces were hidden behind dark masks, and only their lusty eyes could be seen. They looked at me as they encircled me. I felt scared and hopeless as I tried to pick myself up. If I could at least get to my feet, I might not be helpless I thought. Then a big, strong hand reached down and grabbed me by the front of my blouse. He stood me straight up, and pulled me so close to him I could smell the whiskey on his breath.

"Look what we have here, mates" he said to the rest of them as his eyes probed me. "We have ourselves a little chickadee on her way home from Brad Dowey's place. And look! She's still dressed in her schoolgirl costume!" He put his other hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming. "You know what that means, boys? Class is in session, and we're going to teach this little chickadee a few lessons!" They all laughed as two other masked men descended upon my suspended form and bound my hands and ankles securely with duct tape. Once that was done, they also taped my mouth. Then the brute who had suspended me by my blouse threw me over his shoulder, and I was carried away into the darkness from whence they came.