<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg408402#msg408402">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 17-08-2007, 19:37:26</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"What happened? You took everything I dished out and loved it, just like a little whore. That has never happened before..." She could tell he was trying to make up his mind on how to proceed.<br/>"I think I really ought to snap your neck, leaving you like this could be dangerous for me. Yet, I am intreagued. I think I'll let you live. It will be fun to see if you manage to get loose before your partner or someone else finds you. Office Angela, on her second shift as a cop, bound and raped, covered in cum, makes for some interesting locker room gossip, doesn't it? Especially the part about how much you loved it, how you loved being raped. God, what a little slut, they will say." With a cruel grin he bent down again and to her great suprise shot his load over her face again, despite not having jerked off or anything.<br/>"Don't you look like a million bucks," he said with a grin as he zipped his pants. "Be seeing you around, officer Angela." He stepped into the shadows and was gone from her view, just like that, leaving her lying there in the cold, naked from her waist down and with his cum leaking out of her...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Angela watched him go, still handcuffed, unable to move... she stared over at the body of her sargent, then down at her naked form, the darkness not nearly enough to hide their mixed body secretions... she felt sick to her stomach, not only at what the maniac had done to her, but at her own responses to him... the worst thing was that desire still filled her her like glowing embers between her thighs, her nipples still stiff and sensitive... She'd never felt so helpless in all her life... and with that feeling, another one was quickly rising... hatred.  She'd find him.  She'd hunt him down and hurt him worse then he could imagine for what he'd done to her here... she knew that, as a cop, vengence was the last thing she should be thinking of, but she couldn't help it.  Once she was free she was going to be on his trail like lice on a dog... Looking around in the shadows, she tried to discover the where abouts of the keys to her cuffs...