Kidnapped Street Cop - 2

The predicament continued for Officer Welton. 

"A feisty one I see. Ok so I just need to you to do one thing for me......" The captor said.

Officer Welton just mpphhed through his tape. All kind of scenarios went through his head. What can the captor possible want from him!!??!?

The captor got really close to him, right behind him, he felt that the captor unclipped the microphone from his uniform shirt. The captor then put him in headlock. He tried to fight it, but really no use. With his entire body tied up, he could only rely on this neck muscle to fight, and it was not match with the captors big arms.

"Ok....I need you to answer your friendly dispatch here, and tell him that everything is fine and peachy, it was a false alarm. Understood??!"

He shook his head no in disagreement. This made the captor angry, and put him in a tighter headlock, and a cold metal was pressed against his temple.

"I really don't want to do this, you seem like a nice honest cop. I just need more time to finish my business, and I will let you go.....unharmed......but only if you follow my instructions. Do I have myself clear?"

Officer Welton sensed that the promise was genuine although it's all against his instinct and training. But really he had no choice but to comply.

"Understood??!" The captor asked again.

"ummm....huummp" Was his attempt to comply with the order as well as nodding his head as much as the headlock would allow him.

"GOOD BOY!. Now I'm going to remove the tape from your mouth, no sound, no funny business, just say what I told you" The captor said followed by him nodding.

The captor ripped the tape off roughly, he let out a quick yelp from the pain, but it was over before he knew it. The captor pressed the microphone and he heard the click.

"Dispatch...umm...uh...this is 27. Sorry...bad connection here in the concrete warehouse. Everything is fine, false alarm. I repeat false alarm. Just stupid tenant forgetting the alarm code. uhhh....everything seemed to check out. Over and out"

"Copy that 27" The dispatch confirmed.

"Good job, officer! That wasn't so hard was it?. Now let me finish my thing, and it will be over before you know it. I'll call your location for someone to rescue you"

"You got me now, but don't think you will get a....ummmppfh...phhhfftt.....pgght" was all he could say before the captor stuffed the previously saliva soaked cloth back into his mouth, then taping it shut one more time. It felt even tighter than before.

"I didn't tell you you could speak, did I? Now just sit there for a little bit, and I'll be back. I did say I wasn't going to harm you, but I may have a little fun with you before I go. I've always wanted to play with a stud cop  like you. So hang tight, I'll be back"

"FUCK FUCK FUCK what the hell did he mean by play with me" he thought in his head. The captor patted him on the head and walked away. Officer Welton could only squirm and moan there on his chair waiting for the captor to be back.......