Page 78 of The Fallen Ones

The thought excited my drunk brain, but it was more than that. It would have excited my sober brain too. That much I knew.

I’d never felt wanted anything like this before in my entire life.

To know I was… desirable. It made me feel special.

To know these three men had sought me out. To know they’d figured out it was me beneath the red devil costume, although I wasn’t sure if they’d removed my mask that night at Satan’s Hollow– it didn’t matter anymore.

I no longer felt ashamed because they knew who I was and chose to find me and fuck me again.

They wanted me just as much as I wanted them.

At least that’s what I told myself.

The occasional car headlights lit up the long windy road as I huffed my way back toward my apartment. How I’d thought thewalk wasn’t long I had no idea. Alcohol definitely messed with my perception of distance.

My feet hurt badly, but my inner thighs hurt even more.

I contemplated texting Caleb and asking him to rescue me, and give me a ride to my apartment, but I knew he’d been drinking, and I knew he was still mad at me for ignoring his advice and going back to dance with Brandon.

I scrapped that idea and continued to walk. I figured I’d reach home eventually.

A wave of emotion rushed over me as I thought about the way I’d just been fucked hard and rough by one of the masked trio while the other two watched.

I’d wanted to see them again, but I never imagined it’d be like this.

It was…unexpected. They’d appeared out of nowhere.

Maybe I was fucked up because I was glad it was them. Not some random stranger…although they were strangers.

What the hell was wrong with me?

I’d enjoyed it. Being forced. The unknown of who they were, or when they’d stop. What they’d do to me. Of course, I wouldn’t want anyone else to do that to me, but the masked trio? Oh yes. I liked when they were rough with me.

My heart pounded as another car’s headlights illuminated my apartment block. Relief flooded through me as I realized I’d soon be able to rest.

In my crazy delusions I’d hoped they’d followed me.

Maybe the car would pull over and they’d bundle me into the backseat and force me all over again, but this time all three of them would fuck me until I screamed for them.

I was sure I was losing my mind as I crossed over the road and made my way inside my apartment building and waited for the elevator to arrive.

In my sex-crazed brain I imagined them waiting in the elevator, ready to take me again.

The alcohol didn’t help with my delusions, and for a moment I’d even questioned if the wild sex in the woods even really happened, or if I’d wanted them so badly that I’d imagined the entire thing.

I wasn’t used to drinking, and if I was ever roofied I’d have no idea since I wouldn’t know the difference between being drunk and being drugged.

The beep from the elevator as it arrived pulled me from my overthinking.

To my disappointment it was empty– there was no masked trio like I’d hoped.

I stumbled inside and hit the button to take me up to the third floor.

When it arrived on my landing, I exited it before I wobbled down the hallway until I reached my apartment.

Once inside my place, I closed the door but didn’t bother to lock it behind me, hoping that maybe they’d come visit me as I slept.

I wasn’t sure what I’d become, but I was starting to enjoy embracing my new found free era.