Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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She fell from the second story and landed on her back. She looked up as he looked down and opened fire. She rolled to her stomach and got up. Geanie limped away as he continued to fire at her. She took cover behind a parked car as the bullets busted the windows and struck the metal. She called for back up but they were about fifteen minutes away.
Geanie looked around as she reloaded her gun. Her suit had been torn from the fall exposing her back. She heard the gun shots stop and peeked around the rear of the car. He was gone, but she knew he was closing in on her.
She stood up and aimed her gun around but didn't see anyone. She ran towards the other building when a gunshot rang out. A beanbag round struck her in the back knocking her down and hurting her. Geanie cried in pain as she fell to the ground. She heard the slide of the shot gun and knew another round was coming. She rolled under a van and out the other side trying to get away from him.
Geanie leaded on the van breathing heavy as her back ached from the beanbag round. She heard footsteps and rolled back under the van. She had her pistol ready as she watched and listened. She waited silently as she saw him coming. She took aim and fired, killing him. She sat still waiting to see if anymore were coming.
She stood up and made a run for the building. Geanie was almost to the door when something struck her in the ass. She stopped and fell against the door. She reached back and felt a dart. She opened the door as another dart struck her other ass cheek. Geanie fell into the building and crawled inside as she kicked the door closed. She grew weak and tired fast as the drugs from the darts took affect. She hid in the corner as she passed out.
When she woke up she was in a small cell, stripped of her weapons and only in her suit and boots. Geanie stood up looking at the camera as she heard gun fire outside as she knew her agency had finally arrived to save her. She pounded on the door and screamed as she tried to let them know she was trapped.
The floor was grates and darkness underneath it like a pit. She walked around the cell trying to think as she tried to find her back up items to rescue herself, but they were taken also, she knew that only agents knew the hiding spots. Then she heard something and stopped as she listened close.
Geanie went back to kicking and pounding on the door as s small tentacle slid up through the grate. It spotted her in her torn suit trying to get help, more tentacles rose up from the pit quietly. Geanie wasn't aware of what was behind her as she faced the door. She hung her head as she began to accept defeat. She turned around and saw them coming up from the pit. She leaned against the door as they moved around the cell as she tried to see their intentions.
She looked at them as they withered around and faced her. One shot towards her with a speed that she couldn't dodge. It wrapped around her neck and tightened. Geanie grabbed it as it began choking her and tried pulling her towards the other tentacles. She fought and tried to escape as she gasp for air. Her agent training was working but she knew eventually she would either get herself freed or die from choking.