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Flash Fiction Week 29 You’re Sick

Marcy was having some major issues this week. Hell, she had been having issues for the last couple months. If it hadn’t been for stupid Griffin and the guys at GTT she wouldn’t be thinking about Tim again.

That’s a lie. She never stopped thinking about Tim for one minute over the last ten years. How could she? He was the love of her life! She definitely would have noticed the large man coming up behind her as she unlocked the door to her office.

She never would have been knocked out and woke up chained to her desk. She would have seen all this coming. They were supposed to be vigilant! There were dark forces at work and if they found out what she and the guys were up to, they would be in some serious danger.

“Doug?” she asked in horror.

This could be so much worse then I thought.

“Hello, Dr. Holcomb,” he replied with a sick smile.

There was lust in his eyes and Marcy balked at the idea of what that could mean. She was no fool when it came to fighting off an attacker, but even she couldn’t fight him off with her hands chained to the desk.

“What are you doing, Doug?” she asked with a shaky voice.

She wished in that moment that she was stronger, but after having two sessions a week with Tasha over the last month she knew that this man could not be reasoned with. He got off on the power he held over his victims.

“I have been watching you,’ he replied in what he must have thought was a sultry voice. It just made Marcy gag.

She couldn’t fight him. She knew that. The man was well over six feet with big beefy arms and a huge beer belly. He leaned closer to her and she could smell his rotten breath. It reeked of stale beer and cigarettes. She gagged and squirmed when he took her mouth with his own and rammed his tongue in.

“We’re gonna have a lot of fun together,” he smiled lasciviously.

“You’re Sick!” She screeched in his face.

She didn’t even see his fist as it barreled quickly towards her face. She felt the white hot pain and attempted to blink back the spots from her vision.

Tim will come for me, was the last thought that ran through her head before everything went black.

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