[MinaPi]

The thought that the police officer could do something so corrupt stopped her struggles long enough for him to pull her into her apartment. Would he really rape and kill her and get away with it? She had heard about corrupt police men, and for a moment she didn't doubt that he could get away with anything that he wanted to. After all, there were no witnesses, no newscast accusing the local precinct of wrong doing.

Nikki gritted her teeth as he slapped her across the face, sending her head spinning towards the other side. As she was still reeling, he dragged her by her cuffed arms, which strained the muscles at her shoulders and sent sharp pains running up her arms. She whimpered softly as she was forced to go along with him or rip her arms out of their sockets, eying the key that slipped into his pocket.

He looked around her living room, quickly noticing the stolen goods from her escapades in the past few months. She winced slightly seeing a $50,000 Hermes Birkin crocodile bag laying carelessly on the couch. It was bright orange and stood out against the muted decor of her own apartment. Another quick survey around the room revealed other designer merchandise and art, stolen from all across the city.

Shremer saw everything of course. The bastard kept on mentioning her panties every chance he could. She didn't feel safe as she saw the lustful look on his face as he stared at her. He forced her to sit in a chair and leaned in really close to her, demanding answers.

She was scared, but still angry about losing her rights to this man. Her muscles tensed as she anticipated his response to her next move, knowing that it wasn't going to be pleasant, but it was worth a shot.

Inhaling...she licked her lips and whispered, "Do you want to hear what I have to say?" Tightening up her body and drawing up her legs, she continued..."What I have to say is...I PLEAD THE FIFTH YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

As she suddenly screamed into his face, her legs drew up and kicked at his crotch, his bent over position helping to draw her aim. After connecting, she saw his body move back, but wasn't sure if she had actually hit her mark or just pushed him out of her way. Either way, she wasn't sticking around long enough to find out.

Using the momentum from her kick, she swung to her feet and ran frantically towards the laundry room, and back door. She turned around and desperately tried to open the doorknob with her handcuffed hands behind her back. She couldn't see what she was doing and her reach wasn't very good. The doorknob jiggled as she bent her body forward to bring her hands up, her fingers frantically twisting at the lock. She just had to get out before the officer found her!