[ Vanessa is ill-prepared when she departs the train station, preoccupied by the temperamental umbrella in her grasp and attempting to open it for her walk home — which leaves her open for those miscreants who want to take advantage of a lonely submissive by herself where few can intervene. They pull her into the alleyway, and one covers over her mouth to try and keep her from screaming, but she flails and kicks in protest, struggling as best as she can, before one of his fingers slips into her mouth and she bites down, hard.
He yowls in pain and immediately lets go of her, almost flinging her to the ground with a strength that forces her hair loose to tumble down her shoulders — and then he stands over her, hand raised to deliver a retaliatory blow. She shrinks inward, anticipating a moment that never transpires, and the sound of a voice stills her too, before she ultimately looks past the frozen man to the end of the alley, where the woman who holds him in her power stands.
The sight of that familiar silhouette makes her heart leap into her throat. ]
sticky fingers;
He yowls in pain and immediately lets go of her, almost flinging her to the ground with a strength that forces her hair loose to tumble down her shoulders — and then he stands over her, hand raised to deliver a retaliatory blow. She shrinks inward, anticipating a moment that never transpires, and the sound of a voice stills her too, before she ultimately looks past the frozen man to the end of the alley, where the woman who holds him in her power stands.
The sight of that familiar silhouette makes her heart leap into her throat. ]
... Lilith?