Please be warned there is an element of Non con in this chapter, If it's liable to offend please do not read.

Lorraine wasn't sure if she was pleased that it was Jason or not. Her stomach churned and her heart was beating out of her chest. He held her tightly and, feeling his strength, she knew any struggle would be futile. He pushed her hair back and whispered menacingly into her ear,

"Now dirty girl, you can scream all you want but it'll be a waste of time, no one will hear you. That's the advantage of this building - you'd be surprised at what goes on in here."

He took her radio from her hand and threw it in the corner, releasing her mouth from his grip

She could feel her body shake as he lent in closer. Even though it was dark she could feel his eyes boring into her, he was so close she could smell the leather of his coat. He turned round and walked away from her towards the window.

"Well, Vice Copette, oh I forgot it's not vice anymore, so I guess it's only Copette"

He got to the window turned to face her leaning his back against the frame. She could only see his silhouette as the street light streamed through.

"Jason, this won't get you anywhere, let me go" Lorraine tried to mask the fear in her voice but it still trembled.

"What's up Copette? You're not sounding so brave now. Am I scaring you? "

Lorraine's mind started to race. She had never been really scared of Jason, but he was different tonight. This was the side of him she had never wanted to admit he had.

"Do you know what really pissed me off?" He continued. "I let you in, what a big mistake. I thought you were different, I thought we had a future and you fucked it up." Jason's stance changed as he spoke, it became more defensive.

"I'm sorry Jase, I had no choice." She started to walk to him slowly, hoping she could appeal to his better nature.

"You did have a choice. Me or the Police Force. You chose the easy option. Stand still!" He pushed himself away from the window and walked back to her.

"Do you know, I had a great thing going there. I looked after my girls, and they respected me. You took all that away from me and what for? You still left Vice" He spat the words out and circled her once again.

Lorraine was following him with her eyes as he passed her, she started to shake visibly, and she knew he was angry.

"Jase, please" she begged

"Please what? Dirty Girl" He stood behind her and grabbed her hair pulling it back. She gasped,

"Jase"

"Do you remember how good the sex was? Bet you have missed that? Bet you still want it don't you Slut?" She could feel his breath on her neck as he spoke then suddenly he let go.

"Get on your knees." Jason's voice was authoritarian

"No I won't. I'm not going to play your games Jason" Lorraine's body's signals were confusing her now; she was scared by Jason but aroused at the same time. Being so close to him again made her realise how much she wanted him.

"You will do what I say!" With that he lightly kicked the back of her knees so she dropped to the floor.

"Argh" she yelped as she fell to the floor.

He crouched down in front of her, playing with her tie.

"Do you know, Miss Copette, your uniform is quite a turn on." He ripped her tie from her neck and undid her buttons; she whipped her head around trying to brush him away.

"I do believe you are getting turned on, you dirty girl. You want it so badly don't you?" He could see her nipples harden as he touched her skin; he moved his hand down to stroke her breast.

"Get off! I'm not at all turned on by your display of brutality." She hissed, although the look on her face told a different story.

"Brutality" he laughed as he grabbed her hair once again

"If I wanted to brutal, I can assure you I would, just because you are a copper or a girl wouldn't matter in the slightest. You of all people should know that; you've seen my record"

He went to kiss her, but she turned her head.

"Oh we are playing games, you know you want it just as much as I do. Quite frankly I'm getting bored now; so how am I going to even things up, I feel you owe me! Any suggestions?"

She looked up to him from her kneeling position as, undoing his belt, he slipped it off. Again she turned her head away, when she turned back his trousers were undone and his cock was out.

"Kiss it"

"No, Jase, please don't." She knew she needed to say no, but looking at him she could only remember how good he was to feel, smell and taste. Her breathing got more rapid

"Kiss it." He pulled her head close so her face touched his cock.

She could smell his sex. She had dreamt of over and over again about having sex with him again. He pulled her hair harder

"Kiss it!" His voice was getting angrier

She knew that there was no way out if she didn't, and if she was honest, she didn't want a way out so with that she kissed it and looked up with a pleadingly. His response was instant as his cock grew harder.

"That's it, now suck it." His breathing had increased.

She took his cock into her mouth and slid her mouth up and down; her eyes closed remembering how good it was.

"Open your eyes. I want to see your eyes." He tugged on her hair again.

She continued to slide her mouth up and down and kept her eyes on him as he began to moan. She couldn't help feeling turned on by hearing him again and she wanted him to touch her. She let out an answering moan.

"You are such a dirty girl" he breathed hoarsely.

Getting carried away, she rolled her tongue along the shaft, making him groan louder. There was finally a grunt as he pumped into her mouth. He withdrew quickly, allowing some of his seed to trickle down her face.

"Oh dear, you seemed to have made a mess." he said with a smirk. He used his finger to wipe it away and made her suck it off his finger.

"Well, you were always good at sucking cock, makes me wonder who else's in Vice you sucked. " He did his trousers up and crouched back down.

"So how you feeling now? I bet you want it now; you are such a dirty whore. If I ever need another girl I'll know where to come."

Lorraine just sat there and looked at him; she didn't know what to say anymore. He had humiliated her now. Was that his revenge over? She wanted to just kiss him, say she was sorry, make love to him and everything would be better. But there was no way Jason would have that.

"Right, what do I do now?" He walked around to her back. He lent into her undoing the cuffs and whispering in her ear at the same time.

"I'm going to leave you now, I'm not going to hurt you, I wouldn't, you know, I'm not like that. I loved you." His voice had changed, it had become almost childlike, and he quietly backed out the room.

There was silence, Lorraine still sat there, the words "I loved you" going over and over in her head.

"Jason?" There was no response, she shuffled and realised the cuffs were released.

She quickly got up,

"Jason, where are you?" she called frightened, where had he gone? She didn't want it left like this.

Picking her stuff up she ran out of the building. There was no sign of Jason - he was gone. She stood there, to catch her breath; her eyes trying to adjust to the street light. Steadying herself she felt slightly dizzy, it was the shock. She started to cry as she made her way to the car.

In the shadows of building, Jason stood and watched. He hit the wall as she left causing his knuckles to bleed. He never wanted to hurt her, just wanted her to be as humiliated as he was. He still loved her, why he didn't know. But the trust was gone.