Chapter 2 - Captured
Two weeks later, Rebecca Chase was walking home after a night out. Wearing a
thick coat huddled around her against the cold, a white blouse, black knee
length skirt, stockings and boots, she hurried down the street on her way home.
She never even heard the van pull up behind her or the doors open.
The first thing she heard was footsteps hurrying behind her. But by then it was
too late. They were on her. Arms enveloped her and a canvas bag was pulled
down over her head. As she struggled, she felt rope being tied round her,
binding her arms to her body. One thing was certain, she thought, as her
captors took control of her: her kidnappers were women. She could smell
perfume, feel their breasts against her. Then she was pulled, kicking and
screaming, across the pavement and bundled into the back of a van. She was
thrown to the floor of the van and the doors slammed behind her.
She screamed again and she heard a voice - a woman's voice: "Shut up bitch, or
else." A chill went down her spine. She recognised the voice. It was
Stephanie. Worried even more now, Becky fell silent.
"OK," she heard Stephanie's voice again, "Let's go. Time to have some fun with
this slut."
The van drove off into the night.
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To be continued.
And don't miss "Overdrawn At The Sperm Bank": Part 1 of "The Misadventures of
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