Angel sat terrified. The plane had landed, God only knew where, and the two men who had abducted her had left some time ago.
*****
New in town, Angel had decided to go out and see what this place had to offer as far as night fun. She was 5' 6", long black hair, hazel eyes, full lips and size C breasts. "All the right curves in all the right places," her ex-boyfriend used to say.
She wasn't an athlete, but did enjoy to workout and keep her body in shape. In fact, the truth be known, she was a tease. She knew that her body enticed men and she enjoyed getting them excited and then backing away until they begged for her; most of the time she just ignored their pleas anyway.
He was quite good-looking and Angel noticed him right away when she entered the crowded bar. In fact, he was the type that she was usually drawn to. He was sitting on a stool nursing a beer and gazing out over the crowd of people dancing and socializing. He had looked her way briefly, but turned away and ignored her.
Angel sauntered over and asked, "Is this stool free or are you waiting for someone?"
He gave her a long look up-and-down and a half-smile creased his lips. "I guess it's been waiting for you," he said.
Looks promising, she thought. She spent about half and hour chatting; trying to get a feel what this guy was about. He asked about where she was from and how did she like the town since she had volunteered being new here.
He told her that this wasn't really his scene. He came in for a beer while waiting for a little jazz place to open that he frequented.
"Jazz! I just love jazz. Where is it?" she breathed all excited especially now that she finally found a common interest they could share.
He looked at his watch and commented that it was about 3 blocks from here. "Would you care to go? It only takes a few minutes to walk there."
Her eyes lit up and she hopped off the stool. "Yeah, let's go!"
The night was warm, but there was a breeze. He turned right as soon as they exited the door and started walking. Angel had to quickly dash to catch up to him. She kept trying to chat along the way, but he seemed the quiet type and definitely not very talkative. It finally dawned on her about two blocks from the bar that it seemed pretty quiet and no people were around.
She stopped and turned to him, "Hey, exactly where is this place anyway?"
"It's down one more block and around the corner," he said as he turned and started walking again.
She'd taken no more than a few more steps when the side door of the parked delivery van opened up and someone grabbed her and yanked her inside. A cloth was quickly placed over her nose and mouth.
*****
Angel could hear the humming of an engine as she slowing regained consciousness. She moaned slightly and tried to bring her hand up to her head to remove the hood that was covering her head.
To her horror, she discovered that her hands were tied behind her back and her ankles had also been tied together also. She could feel cool air on her body and knew that she also didn't have any clothes on.
"Hey, what's going on here? Let me go!" she demanded.
"Told ya she talks too much," a familiar voice said.
Angel could make out the voice as the guy from the bar. "Why are you doing this to me?!" she screamed.
"Listen here, you little cunt," came a second harsher voice, "if you don't shut the hell up, I'll gag your mouth for the whole trip and that means no water either. Now sit there and be quiet!"
So she was quiet, not knowing how long this trip was and she was definitely thirsty.
*****
Angel didn't know how long she had sat in the plane when the door finally opened.
"We've made contact and now it's time to get rid of you little cunt," said the second man she had heard earlier.
She could feel her ankles released from their bindings and tried to kick out only to hear the second man's harsh laugh.
"Want to give us trouble, do you?" he was still laughing as he slid her out and forced her to stand.
It took her couple of minutes to get the feeling back in her legs.
"I'll teach you who's boss here you whore ... you filthy cunt … you cock sucking slut!"
The men grabbed an arm each. Her hands were quickly retied in front. She felt another harsh rope being attached to her wrists.
The hood was pulled off her head and her eyes started to tear in the bright sun. Angel finally got a good look at the man with the second voice. He was medium height and build with cold ice blue eyes. He tossed the rope over the wing into the hands of the guy from the bar.
Bar Guy yanked it hard over the wing bringing her arms over her head and her shoulders banged into the wing. Her back was arched just enough to cause her breasts to thrust forward. She was balancing on her toes staring hard at the guy in front of her. Ice Eyes stepped forward quickly and backhanded her across the mouth. No one had ever hit her before and she started to cry.
The voice behind her said, "You'll cost us our bonus if she's damaged."
