A crowd of men are tearing my clothes

The pulsating beat of the music filled the air as I found myself surrounded by a sea of bodies on the dance floor. The club was packed, the air thick with anticipation and desire. I moved with the rhythm, letting the music wash over me, feeling alive in a way I hadn't in a long time.<br><br>And then I felt it - hands on my body, touching me, caressing me. I gasped, startled by the suddenness of the contact, but then a thrill shot through me as I realized what was happening. The men around me were hungry for me, eager to claim me as their own.