"DiNozzo, where is she?" asked Gibbs.
Tony had just finished tracing Ziva's call. "In a warehouse on Pier 13. One's been empty for around a month now. A guy by the name of Matthew Rochester was supposed to rent it out yesterday. Here's the address," said Tony as he gave a piece of paper to Gibbs.
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Matthew had finally finished strapping Ziva to the table. It had taken him almost half an hour to do as he had wanted to make sure that Ziva couldn't squirm when he was having his fun with her. The straps were thin so that they only covered the width of a half a centimeter each. Due to this, the straps were quite easily breakable. At her wrists and ankles, the straps had been doubled up to ensure that Ziva would not get free. The rest of the straps were singular. Two loose straps had been placed around Ziva's thighs and two tight straps had been placed on Ziva's upper arms. Another tight strap had been placed over Ziva's bare stomach and was starting to irritate her.
Matthew looked at Ziva and smiled. He was happy with his work and ready to move on. Within a few seconds, Matthew had pulled out several electrodes and their corresponding wires. He placed the electrodes onto Ziva's neck, chest (though keeping well away from her heart), stomach, arms and legs. He attached the wires, started a machine and walked out.
After a couple of minutes, Ziva started to feel a prickling feeling and grew uncomfortable. After another minute, Ziva was screaming in pain as she felt the electricity running through her body.
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"Boss, the trace doesn't say which warehouse she's in. There are several different warehouses. We don't have time to look through all of them," said Tony.
"I know that DiNozzo," replied Gibbs, "but I have a feeling that we won't have to go through all of them. The guy wants us, not Ziva. She's just bait. Ziva doesn't stand a chance against this guy but we do. We'll save her, I promise."
Tony nodded but he wasn't convinced. Who knew what weapons this guy had. They only had their handguns.
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Matthew walked back into the warehouse to find Ziva screaming. The warehouse was soundproof, he had made sure of that before kidnapping Ziva. He didn't want to make it easy for Agents Gibbs and DiNozzo to find her. Matthew walked up to Ziva and pressed the stop button on the machine. He pulled of the electrodes and wires, put them away, and grabbed a pair of scissors.
"This won't hurt you, at least not yet," smirked Matthew. He was already enjoying himself.
Matthew lifted Ziva's bra off her chest slightly and cut the middle with his scissors. He let the material of the bra fall back onto Ziva's chest and put the scissors away. The next thing Ziva saw was Matthew pulling out wires with metal clips at the end. He placed the wires on the table next to Ziva and then moved Ziva's bra so that her breasts were visible.
Grabbing a wet cloth, Matthew cleaned the area around Ziva's nipples and then placed the clips onto her nipples. The clips were tight and caused Ziva some pain but she kept her mouth shut. She didn't want Matthew to have the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting to her.
A few moments later and Ziva was struggling againsts her bonds, trying to free her hands to get the clips off her nipples. Matthew laughed at Ziva's futile attempts. After another couple of minutes, Matthew had started growing tired of watching Ziva struggle and he pulled the clips off her.
Matthew untied Ziva and pulled her into a standing position. He pulled her ruined bra off her shoulders and dragged her over to a chair. Shoving her into the chair, Matthew grabbed a syringe and stuck it into Ziva's arm. Immediately, Ziva's vision began to swim in front of her and she fell unconscious.
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