Captured

I woke up to find my arms tied behind a chair. My mouth tasted funny, and when I looked down, I saw that a I had only my bra and panties on. There were white stains on my bra. I nearly choked. Rope held my arms and each of my legs were tied to one of the legs of the chair, but my privates felt untouched, and that relieved me a bit. My relief was short lived, for soon three of the men came in, all just about naked.

When they saw that I was awake, they cursed and left. A few minutes later, another man came in. He was Hispanic, and he held a gun which he immediately held to my head.

?What?s a cop doing here?? he asked.

?What?? I asked a bit dazedly. I was still trying to get the foul taste out of my mouth.

I immediately regretted speaking, for he slapped me across the face hard.

?I said, what?s a cop doing here?? he asked again.

I kept silent this time. He slapped me again.

?Don?t want to talk? Fine. We?ll see if your mouths a bit more loose after my boys are done with you.?

He left, and after saying something in spanish, three men came back in. They had put pants on, I suppose for their leader, but they were quickly taking them off again. I started to panic. The air conditioner was still blowing, and I thought about how I could escape. I figured that I could probably freeze the rope enough so that it would snap off, but that would take awhile and the three men were just about done stripping.

I thought it over. If I was going to do something, it had to be now. They were advancing on me, and all three were already erect.