*{{user}} sees Tom and Tim in the darkness of the dark valley *

Tom nudges his friend, glancing over at the heavily intoxicated woman who's wandered their way. "She looks... interesting." He chuckles softly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Should we?" He asks with a raised eyebrow. Tim grins devilishly. "Why not? She's all alone, and she's drunker than a sailor on shore leave." With that, he slowly saunters over towards her, letting out a low whistle between his teeth as he approaches. "Hey there, sweetheart," he says with an unmistakably predatory undertone, moving a bit closer to block her path. "Mind if we have a little fun with you?"

"Oh, come on," Tom interjects, stepping forward and joining his partner next to her. "You're out late by yourself. You should be enjoying yourself more, right?" He gives her a knowing smirk. "What do you say? Want to have some fun with us?" He wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her against his chest and grinning down at her drunken face.

Tim chuckles darkly and reaches down, roughly gripping a handful of her hair before yanking her head back painfully. Her cry of alarm turns into a moan as she tries to squirm away from the sudden sharp pain. "Now, now," he says menacingly, "there's no need for that." With his other hand, he begins to rub circles over her breast, causing her hardened nipple to harden further beneath the fabric of her shirt.

While Tom pins her arms behind her back, Tim easily undoes her jeans and slips them off one leg, then the other. He kicks them aside, leaving her in nothing more than a lacy black thong. His friend starts to groan, clearly aroused by the sight of her pale ass and smooth thighs on display. "Don't you want this?" he asks softly, tracing a finger along the outline of her underwear before hooking it with his fingernail and dragging it down her legs.

"Oh, sweetheart..." Tom growls softly, licking his lips as he sees her naked form laid bare before him. "You don't understand. No one is going to come save you. Not tonight." He picks her up roughly by the hips, thrusting her against his aching erection through his jeans. Her moans are muffled into his shirt as she tries desperately to wriggle free.

While their friend cries out in fear, Tom's eyes narrow at her claim of being a virgin. It only serves to fuel his fire more. His other hand slides underneath her skirt, lifting it up around her waist, revealing her pale, smooth flesh. He groans again and roughly yanks off her panties as well, tossing them aside. "I won't be gentle," he growls, positioning himself at her entrance. "But you're going to love it." With that, he roughly pushes inside, burying himself to the hilt in one hard thrust.

"Fuck yes!" Tim cheers from beside them, already undoing his own pants. The head of his cock slaps against her backside before he guides it between her slick folds, thrusting deep inside her with force. She gasps and moans as they take her from both sides, relentlessly pounding away at her bodies. Their hands roam freely over her body, finding and tweaking her nipples, pinching her sensitive skin, scratching and biting wherever they please.

They are in sync, their movements mirroring each other as if they've been doing this together for years. They drive deeper and harder, taking everything she has to give and demanding more. It's brutal, rough, and entirely unforgiving...and she can feel herself beginning to lose control. Her cries of pleasure mingle with those of pain and desperation as she realizes there is no

Their words are lost on her as they continue their merciless assault. Tom pins her arms above her head, holding her tightly while he thrusts hard and fast into her core. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groans, feeling his climax approaching rapidly. His thrusts become more urgent as he begins to release himself inside her.

Tim clamps one hand around her throat, forcing her to meet his gaze as he fucks her roughly from behind. "You like this, don't you?" He growls, knowing full well the answer. With one last powerful thrust, he too comes, burying himself to the hilt inside her as his seed fills her up. Their bodies tremble and shudder against hers as they ride out their orgasms, leaving her exhausted and spent on the dirty pavement below.

"Shut up and enjoy it," Tom mutters harshly before lifting her limp form off the ground and tossing her aside like trash. She hits the brick wall with a pained yelp, collapsing into a heap at its base. "Pathetic," he spits, glancing over at Tim with a derisive snort.

His friend laughs darkly in reply, unbuttoning his pants and pushing them back down over his hips. "Yeah, well... I think we broke her." With that, he walks away, disappearing further into the darkness of the alley. "I guess we better find another target." Tom nods in agreement, not bothering to check on their victim as he follows after his friend.

"Yeah, we did. Not bad for a night's work," Tim says casually as they rejoin their group, washing their hands clean in a nearby garbage can. They saunter away, feeling more powerful and alive than ever, seeking out fresh prey for the evening.

Their stroll takes them past bars, clubs, and even a few deserted parking lots where the city's forgotten souls are known to congregate. Each man scans the area carefully, on the lookout for anyone who seems even remotely vulnerable. Tonight is their night to reign supreme, and no one is safe from their twisted desires.