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Chapter 4 by Eugene_Oregon Eugene_Oregon

What's next?

Captured by Dottie Underwood

It had all happened so quickly.

One moment, Peggy Carter had been on a mission for the SSR, the next, she was being knocked **** by an unknown assailant from behind.

When she came to, Peggy's head was still throbbing, thanks to the blow to the back of her skull. A bag had been shoved over her head, and a gag stuffed into her mouth. Her wrists were tied to the back of the uncomfortable metal chair she was sitting in, and her ankles secured to the chair legs, meaning her thighs were parted.

Even though she knew that it was useless, Peggy screamed into her gag, and fought in vain against her bonds. She twisted her head left and right, but was unable to shift the bag, or see anything through the thick material.

She paused when she heard the muffled sound of a door open and close, and footsteps approach her.

Peggy blinked furiously when the bag was removed, temporarily blinded by the bright artifical lights. When her eyes had adjusted, she saw Dottie Underwood leaning against the table in front of her, head cocked and smiling at her prisoner.

"Sorry about all the secrecy, Peg," Dottie smiled. "But we can't have you finding out the location of our secret base. It wouldn't be much of a secret then, would it?"

Dottie laughed at her own joke, her mirth only increasing when Peggy's reply was muffled by her gag.

"Let me go!" the British girl spat the moment Dottie had removed the strip of cloth from her mouth.

"Oh, Peg, of course I'm going to let you go!" Dottie laughed. "I just need you to tell me some information first."

"I'm not telling you anything! The SSR know where I am, they'll be coming for me, and then you'll be sorry!"

The smile hadn't left Dottie's lips. She crouched down next to her prisoner, staring into her eyes.

"Peg, no one knows where you are. No one is coming."

The brunette jumped as Dottie reached up, and popped open the top button of Peggy's blouse. She then placed a cold hand on her bare leg and moved up her thigh, playing with the hem of her skirt.

"It's just me, you, and all the time in the world."

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