"Is there anything else I can get you beautiful?" asks Josh, her regular bartender with his mesmerizing dark green eyes, as he cast a furtive glance at Diana's cleavage. He picked up a glass and started drying it, focusing intently on the glass.
Glancing at the door and then again at her phone she sighs. 9:00 pm. "Thanks Hun, but I should get home. See you next week."
He reached out and touched her hand as she stood and went to grab her purse off the bar. "He probably got tied up at work. I'm sure everything is fine and he'll call later. " He smiled sympathetically, knowing it was her date night with David. They were his favorite regulars. They came in every Friday night and though she didn't realize it, David made sure Josh got a nice show when they went to their booth. She always sat facing the bar and David spent the night slowly raising the hemline of her skirt while they sat. Diana shot Josh a smile that she didn't feel and placed money on the bar.
As she made her way through the deserted parking lot she couldn't help but feel angry and depressed that David stood her up. She always looked forward to their date nights and he had never missed one in all the time they had been dating. But here it was, an hour after they were supposed to meet and he never showed, never texted and never called. No response to any of her messages. Nothing. She was bouncing between being worried and angry. It wasn't like David, but at the same time he had been acting strangely over the last week and wouldn't talk to her about what was on his mind. She didn't know what was going on but she was determined to get it out of him the next time he called.
Nearing her car she starts digging in her purse for her keys. "Fuck, I need a smaller bag." She mumbles near tears. It had been a long day at work and she is ready to go home and forget about everything. She and David had only been dating a few months she was completely in love with him. She had noticed him around for years and had always thought he was sexy but never got up the nerve to talk to him. They both had traveled in similar social circles but had never formally met or talked until she went to hang out with their mutual friend Brian. From that day they found time to hang out whenever they could. She couldn't imagine a reason why he wouldn't have shown up tonight.
Just as Diana finds her keys she senses someone approaching and straightens and feels a hand go over her mouth, as she is shoved against the car door. Her attacker pins her arms quickly between her body and the door and the keys are digging into her abdomen. Screaming against his hand, she pushes against the car, fighting to get free as tears stream down her face. "I can't believe this is happening to me," she thinks.
"Shut up, you fucking cock tease and stop fighting. The more you fight, the worse it will be for you. Though maybe you like it rough..." A deep voice chuckled lightly in her ear. "I saw you in there," he growls. "Teasing all the men in your fucking mini skirt and fuck me heels. Every week you come in and taunt all of us, well, now you'll pay." She had thrown on David's favorite jean mini-skirt and heels with her favorite plaid button up shirt that hugged her curves in all the right places. David loved her walking around his place in just the shirt and panties when they were done having sex and she loved the way he looked at her when she wore it. She loved the way she felt and was angry that this strange man was turning her favorite outfit into something bad.
Shocked and angry at his words she pushes back against her attacker as hard as she could making him stumble. Diana desperately tries to wrench free but he quickly catches his balance and growls before grabbing her arms and wrenching them behind her back. He quickly hooks his leg around hers and forces her to the ground placing his knee in her lower back so she can't move. Tentatively she tried only to have pain shoot through her shoulder.
Behind her she heard another voice chuckle, "Feisty. I like that. She will be fun to break in won't she? Hold her arms while I tied her up."
The voice sounded familiar but Diana couldn't place it. Whimpering she rests her forehead on the ground and tries to calm down and breath as they tie her arms and legs. "What do you want from me?"
"What you always promise when you walk in that door, a good time." He slipped a blindfold over her eyes. "Throw her in her car, "Joe"."
The guy he called "Joe" picked her up with ease and threw her over his shoulder. She could feel the muscles moving as he opened the back door of her car and carefully placed her in the backseat and buckled her in. Diana was confused by them buckling her in, though she supposed that they didn't want her hurt before they had their fun with her. Since she was blindfolded she knew she needed to rely on her other senses to try and keep track of where they were going.
