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“You said it was Grayson Asher that assaulted you, correct?”
“Yes,” I replied simply.
“How did he hurt you?” she asked. I chewed my lower lip. This woman seemed nice enough and it appeared that she was taking me seriously, unlike the last guy.
“He tore my panties off, spanked me with his hand, and thrashed me with his belt,” I finally managed to answer, trying to sound brave.
“Did he rape you, Zoe?” she asked softly. She was probably asking so that if they needed to, the first responders could bring a rape kit of some kind.
“No. He didn’t.”
“What do you think will happen if he comes back?”
“I… I think he might rape me. He penetrated me with his fingers already. I don’t know what else he’s capable of,” I replied. I didn’t tell her where his fingers had been. I didn’t admit that he’d slid one into my bottom using my own wetness. I told her none of that because I didn’t think I would be able to.
“Do you think he would fuck you very hard if he came back?”
“Yes,” I squeaked.
“Do you think it will hurt if he does that?”
I just whimpered at the question. I knew how big he was. I knew that it would.
“Do you think you would come all over his cock?”
This wasn’t right. This couldn’t be an emergency operator. They didn’t need to know things like that. She was fucking with me, she had to be. It wasn’t just that though. Maybe Grayson was behind it. On second thought, he had to be. There was no way this was normal.
I pulled the phone away from my ear when I heard her asking about where he would fuck me and how he would do it. Would it be on my back? Would it be face down w
ith my ass up? I couldn’t take it anymore. I pressed the end call button with a quiet sob.
Fuck me. What had I gotten myself into?
For a moment, I stared out the window at the rolling waves of the ocean crashing on the beach a few miles away. It was soothing in a way, and when I finally looked back at my phone there was a notification waiting on the home screen. I tapped on it. It was a text from one of the scientists working for me, telling me about an experimental result she was excited about. Instead of texting her back with my own elation, I decided to call her.
The phone rang once, then twice before it made that strange clicking sound again. I swallowed and someone on the other line cleared his throat.
“Susanna?” I asked hesitantly.
“No. It’s not Susanna,” a male voice purred on the other line, and I gritted my teeth.
“Grayson,” I snarled.
He chuckled and I wanted to punch him straight in the nuts. I closed my eyes. I knew what the clicking sound was now. He was rerouting my calls. I hadn’t gotten through to nine-one-one the first time or the second time. In all likelihood, I’d just probably connected with one of his employees in the building. The woman I’d talked to had likely just been the secretary sitting right outside his office. There would be no police officers coming to arrest him. No ambulance. No one would come to help me.
I was trapped here.
I swallowed hard, trying to think of some other way out, but coming up with nothing. Even if I powered on my laptop, the Wi-Fi would be password protected. I could probably hot spot from my phone, but he probably had some way to block that too. He was rich enough that he probably had all sorts of technology to keep a woman like me captive inside this place.
Fuck me with a whole goddamn telephone pole.
“How are you feeling, Zoe? Is your little pussy still soaking wet for me?”
“Fuck off, asshole,” I spat.
“Just as feisty as I left you,” he replied gently, but I could hear the amusement in his voice.
“What do you want from me? Why aren’t you letting me leave?” I said, not even trying to stop my voice from rising a little bit.
