Someone Comes...

Time had passed. She had no idea how long. Kim should be coming soon though. Where was Kim? Were those people waiting for her too. Erin tried to move again. Nothing. Every time she tried she was getting more tired.

"Hello again Detective Erin," the male voice greeted.

Panic hit Erin hearing his voice and knowing she was not alone and she was unable to do anything. Where was Kim? How long has she been out?

"I didn't just want you to leave you like this..." the man said

Erin could feel him step into the room and looking down at her. She felt him kneeling over her. She tried again to desperately move. Nothing.

"Let's get you a little more comfortable..." the man said.

She then felt strong hands lift her up. She is stood up, but her body is limp, her head leans heavily against the man. She could feel that he's bigger and stronger than her. What is he going to do? She could smell his after shave as he dragged her.

Erin was thrown on to the sofa. Her face down in the old cushion and she could smell stale urine. She wanted to gag but she could even do that. With her face pressed into the sofa she realized she couldn't breathe. Turn me over, turn me over! she pleaded. As on cue she was rolled over on to her back. She took in air. She felt half her body was on the sofa while her feet were still on the ground. One arm was tucked under her while the other was over her head. Move, move! Erin demanded herself. Nothing.

"That's better," the man said

She could feel him leering over her. She then felt him knelt near her. She went into full panic when she felt him untying her boot laces. No! she cried out but knew no one could hear her but herself. Her energy was drained not that it mattered she cold not move any ways. Her boots were soon removed followed by her socks. Gross she thought, barefoot in this place! Gross, gross! she thought right when she felt the man pay with her feet and toes.

Erin felt herself being pulled upright before the man started to work her jacket off of her shoulders and arms. She heard her jacket being tossed aside before her top was being pulled upward. Erin soon felt cool air swept over her bare stomach as her top is tossed aside. The cringed inwardly as she felt the man's hands grope at her breasts and pull at her bra.

She then felt her belt being unbuckled and her trouser being open. Her thighs were soon exposed to cool air as trousers were jerked off of her. Oh my God! I'm in my underwear! Erin screamed in her head. Her face felt warm. Oh I can blush? She thought. That doesn't do my any good at all!

Erin felt her hair being pulled from her ponytail and man ran his hands through it. She knew it was a mess but she she was all but naked so that was the least of her worries at the moment. She felt her self being lifted once more. Her bare feet moved across the floor as the man danced with her. She was completely limp and Erin imagined herself flopping around like a doll. Her face grew hotter. This could not get any worse.