It wasn't easy to fight and protest with her hands cuffed, but she was not about to go quietly.   She was grabbed, held in a way she couldnt fight.  She was seething, if a hand or finger or arm got near her mouth she snapped at it.  She fought hard, even as she was dragged across the floor.<br/><br/>"Screw you" she hissed, spitting at him.  "You'll not get anything" she told him, her eyes hard, full of hatred.  Fucking males you couldnt trust them at all.<br/><br/>"I'm not going to tell you anything" she told him. When he pinched her nipple she narrowed her eyes, "you think<em>that</em>will make me talk?" she spat at him again, "you are just scum, you do not deserve to live" she seethed, struggling in his grip.  The keys jingled in her pocket, she  wished she had put them somewhere else, but she had been ready to close up.....<br/><br/>There was a ripple of fear beginning to feel its way through her.  She refused to give into it, she would not allow these animals to do this...