James walked up to the front door and started to unlock it, and Violet bolted over to him, looking to the man as her protector in some strange way. He wouldn't really let these men... This creep and her rapist rape her again, would she? Didn't she belong to him? But she never got that far. Halfway there someone grabbed her by her short blond hair and pulled hard, practically dragging her over to the counter before pinning her to it. She heard the bell on the door jingle as James left even as she felt the zip tie tighten around her wrists. Then she felt her skirt being forced...