Give her what she wants

You gasp panic and look around in search for help. But there is none. You have only a little money with you. 50 Dollars, your last pocked money. You hate the thought to give this punk your last money. But this girl scares you. She is a real criminal and likely **** enough to really hurt you. You did some material arts in the past for self defense, but this is likely not to defeat real criminals.

Frightened you take your wallet out of your pocket and hand her the money. But then out of sudden, the punk girl slaps you across the face.

„50 bucks?“ the punk girl hisses angry, „do you think this is enough you stupid cow?“

„I … I don’t have more …“ you try to explain, but immediately get two more slaps across the face.

„Shut the fuck up, bitch!“ the girl orders you harsh, „I don’t give a shit about you. This is hardly enough money to please my boyfriend.“

“I don’t know …” you mumble shy but she isn’t listening.

„Shut up!“ the punk girl screams and slaps you again.

Five times her hand impacts with your cheeks. Every time they leave a burning red spot. You try to keep quite but it burns and you want to cry out of humiliation. You feel a tear run down your face and suddenly the punk girl grabs your shoulders and forces you down on your knees.

„You are such a pussy,“ the punk girl says and places her right foot in front of your face, „kiss my shoe and apologize for not having enough money, bitch! You know what happens if you disobey, right?“

You know she will hurt you again if you don’t do what she says. Carefully you take the shoe, a black military looking boot, in your hands, lower your head and place a kiss on the tip of the boot. It tastes like dirt and smoke. Apparently the punk girl smokes and smashes the cigarettes under her boots when done.

„I … I’m sorry I didn’t had enough money top lease your boyfriend,“ you stumble.

The punk girl grins and for a moment you think she would just **** you to kiss her other boot next. But she has no time for it. The angry commands and shouting alarmed a police officer. A tall woman with dark skin, black hair and a police uniform suddenly bursts in the bathroom.

„Hey, what’s going on here?“ the police officer asks and stares at the scene.

„Oh, nothing, officer,“ the punk girl answers smiling, „just having a little fun with my new toy.“

You whimper a little but doesn’t dare to answer. The punk girl will hurt you again if you do anything that could get her in trouble.

„Well, and now you will have fun elsewhere,“ the officer replies harsh, „room 302! Now! We will have a little talk about your boyfriend.“

„In your dreams, bitch“ the punk girl laughs but heads to the door, „see you later, little one.“

„What has she done to you?“ the officer asks as soon as the punk girl is gone, „did she threatened you in some way?“

„I … I would prefer to not talk about it,“ you say ashamed and try to go around the officer to the door, „and … I have to go back. The detective is waiting for me.“

„Ok, that’s fine,“ the police woman says and puts her hand on your shoulder, „but I promise you, you are not alone. If we can help you somehow, you just have to ask.“

You nod slightly and head to the door. The office of the detective in charge is only a few floors away. Carefully you knock and enter. To your surprise, you find someone else behind the desk.