“We don’t want any trouble either, baby! We want you to cooperate fully! You could just strip, lie down on your back and make it real easy for everyone. Your boyfriend won’t even have to know about it if you cooperate, if not, we may have to leave a few marks.”

He said softly leaning closer to her.

 

 “I can’t fight them all.”

She thought to herself almost in fright, but she knew she would definitely battle them as best as she could. Submission was not one of her traits.

“If you think I’m going to do that….You’re in for a major disappointment, Pal. I’m not making anything easy for any of you!”

 

The guy smiled at first then frowned slightly.

“Well, that’s okay too. Either way, you will give us what we want whether you cooperate or not! It will be rough, uh…for you of course, but it will be done whether you like it, let us, or not!”

 

Michela looked around at the men who all smiled as if they were already stripping her. Their sexually depraved eyes made her tremble uncontrollably.

 

 “I’m calling first!”

One said smiling wickedly as the others laughed then continued to move closer to her. He extended his arms and beckoned for her with his fingers.

“Come to daddy baby! I’ll take real good care of you.”

 

“Wait! Who told you that you could go first? I’m the fucking leader! I always go first! You wait until I’ve fucked her good! Then, you can have a turn!”

Shouted the one who leaned against her car door.

The other men in the group grumbled for a moment, but decided that she would be worth the wait.

 

“Okay, but hurry up man! My shit’s starting to ache badly for that sweet pussy!”

“Can’t we have her at the same time?”

“Hey! That’s a good idea! I’m calling for the hot lips!”

“I want the pussy!”

 

 Michela was desperate now that the men continued to shout what they wanted in spite of her horror. There could be no doubt about what they had in mind. Each of them seemed to take sheer delight in seeing the fear on her face while voicing their cruel objectives but she had NO intentions of cooperating at all with any of them. Bracing herself for a fight, she was ready to show them that she was not going to lie down, submit and take it like a good victim. Immediately stifling her fear, she clenched her fists and faced them angrily saying…

 

“You guys really don’t want to do this.”

 

Out of the darkness came an even more fierce voice obscuring the laughter of the men saying…. 

 

 

“You sure don’t! If you touch her, you’ll have more trouble than any of you fucking morons have bargained for! THAT trouble….. would be… ME!”

 

 

 

The group of men straightened, then quickly surveyed the area.  

 

“Over there!” Shouted the one spotting the source of the voice.

 Michela looked too but she knew that voice all too well AND the anger she heard in it. She breathed in relief at first, but quickly resumed the search for her car keys now that the group began to move away from her, focused on the figure standing there just in the shadow, holding his head down as if he were watching his feet with his hands hidden in his jacket pockets.

 

 “Are you going to stop us from having fun, buddy?”

The obvious leader of the men asked. 

 

“No. I don’t care what you assholes do for fun… but make no mistake... I’ll fucking rip your heads off if any of you dumb fuckers try to touch MY GIRL! If she is part of your ideas for having “fun”…I suggest you all go fuck yourselves! Since she is protected by me NONE of you worthless bitches will touch anything that she has!”

 

Michela stared wide eyed at the figure then clearly began to worry about his safety. 

 

“Patrick, you’re here…oh no, it’s too many of them.” She spoke softly. 

Patrick raised his head slowly glaring at the men angrily.

 

“If I were you, I’d walk away now. Otherwise, I won’t be held responsible for my actions against you rejects of fucking society. You assholes… have just been warned.”