Anna turned off the monitor and sat back in her chair. It had been a long day at work and she couldn't wait to get back to her house, open a bottle of wine and sit in front of the TV. She slipped her feet back into her black Louboutin heels, slung her Mulberry bag over her shoulder and then fixed her white Ralph Lauren shirt over her large breasts. The office was so quiet she thought as she headed down the stairs, her heels making noise as they struck the ground with each step.
Anna thought about her day and how her presentation had gone that afternoon. Nate from the ground floor had seemed keen on her ideas, nodding along with her. She'd always found Nate attractive with his tousled dark hair, olive skin and chiselled features, she described him to her friends out of work as an Abercrombie & Fitch model crossed with Adonis. She'd often steal glances at him when he was at the end of the table in the boardroom or have small talk with him if they ended up in the lift together. Anna could tell though that she wasn't his type. At the Christmas party last year he'd been very interested in Ella, a clone Barbie doll with the brains to match. He kept buying her drinks and by the end of the night she was straddling him in the corner grinding her hips on his crotch as they made out like teenagers.
Not that Anna didn't find herself attractive, she knew that guys often stared at her big boobs and curvy behind but she often felt like she blended in with her dark hair and creamy complexion.
Anna stepped out of the lift and headed to the glass doors, then locked them behind her and headed outside. She had parked her BMW down the road and the quickest route there would be down the back alley. As she took a step outside she felt the cold engulf her and the wind whip her hair. The weather had changed since the morning and she regretted not bringing the suit jacket that matched her Nichole Farhi skirt. She felt her nipples rise in her lace bra under her shirt and felt the brisk wind between her thighs. Anna perservered and headed down the dark alley. She decided the faster she went the faster she'd get out the other end so she began to quicken her pace, too scared to look back. Suddenly, she heard footsteps behind her that matched her pace. It could be a jogger Anna thought but she quickened her pace again. She chanced a look behind her and saw a dark figure running towards her, she could hear their desperate breathing as they appeared to be trying to catch up with her. That was it, she turned and broke into a run towards the alley exit but this person was faster than her and they were catching up. Anna could feel a pain in her side from her running and her calves hurt from striding in her heels but she couldn't stop. She suddenly felt the presence of the person behind her and callous hands groped at her wrist. Anna opened her mouth to scream but the person slapped a hand across her mouth and pushed her against the brick wall. She was now face to face with her attacker. Anna tried to make out his face in the moonlight as the glare hit the shadows of their face but she couldn't make it out but she knew it was a man. He was taller than her even in her heels and she could hear the deep breaths he was taking.
He shifted himself so that he was right in front of her. Anna thought if she brought her knee up she could definitely hit him hard in the groin. As if her attacker knew what she was thinking, he pushed his knee between her legs so that her crotch rested on his thigh. Anna tried screaming behind his hand but all that came out were muffled moans. She could feel hot tears streaming from her eyes. Instead of shouting she tried reasoning with him, shaking her head and crying for him not to hurt her. "Shhh, I'm not going to hurt you...unless of course you want me to" he whispered the last part into her neck and then pressed his lips to her skin. Anna felt his tongue tease her flesh as nipped and sucked to leave a mark. His hand that had been holding her wrist was now running up her thighs under her skirt cupping her lace panties that contained her pussy. Anna began lashing out with her free hands, trying to push him away but he was stronger than her. "If you stop struggling, you'll like it." He whispered again yet she didn't dare stop as she tried to wriggle free. Anna moved her head away from his hand and yelled for help. She then felt a rag be stuffed in her mouth and then suddenly she was being hoisted over her attacker's shoulder. This was it she thought, I'm going to die. She beat her fists against his back and kicked her legs out wildly behind her but he kept hold of her.
Anna opened her eyes that were glazed with tears and soon realised that she was no longer outside but in a building...her office building. Hadn't she locked the door behind her she thought. How had they got in? Keeping her eyes peeled she looked at where her attacker was taking her. He knew where he was going he knew his way around. She stopped whimpering. The person who was kidnapping her worked in the building. She heard a door unlock, she was carried a short distance and then her back was slammed onto a desk. Her attacker didn't turn on the lights but the glow from the moon poured in through the windows.
Anna's attacker slipped off her heels and ran his hand up her leg. She began to kick out so he would stop but he grabbed her thrashing legs in his big hands, "stop fighting me Anna." He knew her name? Anna began to concentrate, if I don't struggle then if he gets close enough, I'll be able to see who it is and then I can run she thought. She let him feel up her skirt the rough skin actually felt pleasant on her smooth thighs as he pushed her skirt up around her waist. It had been almost seven months since Anna had had anyone touch her this way. Her last boyfriend had broken up with her because she spent too much time at work and because of how busy she was she hadn't had the chance to find anyone else.