Adrenaline raced through Katie’s body like a tsunami.  Her life organ, she was so fondly attached to, beat so wildly in her chest she felt sure she would explode long before Kisuya could pull the trigger.  It wouldn’t, of course, and she knew it all too well.  Her breathing was shallow, laboured by her fear and her screaming rib cage.<br/><br/>And now she understood.  Something, somewhere, deep in her mind snapped.   Degradation, humiliation...rape.  Some of the files she’d had the unpleasant duty to read, the photographs she’d seen....the times when she’d felt physically sick from absorbing details of this man's suspected deeds.  Katie had always known being an officer could put her in life threatening situations but like many she always thought it would be doing her job.  As an officer.<br/><br/>Kisuya was pushing her, clearly enjoying her acceptance of her new role, but even Katie could see his patience eroding away before he delicately placed the unspent bullet onto her tongue.   And now a fresh one knocked at her temple, eager to be let in, kisuya the one with the power to make it happen.  This was it.  She now had to make that decision except it was already made.   Lowering her gaze, eyes almost closed, Katie raised herself up.  She didn’t need to open her eyes to know the barrel was still there against her temple, following her movements like a skilled predator, nor to know that his  shaft awaited beneath her, throbbing in all its glory.<br/><br/>Her mind shut down, her almost closed eyes vacant, as she began to lower herself back down.  This was it, no turning back.  Slowly she eased herself onto his thickness ending a two year dryspell.   She wasn’t ready, she’d always needed foreplay and her ex had spoilt her in that regard.  Her lips didn’t part voluntarily and Kate found she hated herself even more when she reached down to guide him in past the resistance.  It added further to her humiliation but by then Kate had no dignity left. No rights.  Nothing.  She knew how this worked from the other side.  Do or die.<br/><br/>A slight groan was all she heard, possibly from one of the other men in the room, as she found herself fully seated.  Telling herself the discomfort would soon pass, her hips began to perform grinding against him.   She thought of Chris.  Chris who’d been patient with her and never pushed her for sex after she had explained why.  Chris who was somewhere in the inside but never trusted quite enough by Kisuya with ‘important’ tasks.  Chris...