Not given a choice

“P-please,” Alexa pleaded. “Not here.”

The officers grinned as Bella said. “Well, that’s too bad because we’re going to do it here. Put your hands on the hood of the car. Spread your legs. Very good. Now you’re going to do what we say. Understand?”

Alexa nodded as Bella gripped the waistband of her pants. “Please,” Alexa said. “Don’t.”

Bella ignored Alexa and gave a tug and another and another until Alexa’s pants began to fall.