Chapter 1 : Stolen Innocence
Warning! This story contains rape and a lot of physical and mental abuse. This may have triggers for some people. Please read at your own caution.
Lights around her flickered as the candle danced in the dark, slightly bringing so happiness into the dark, wet, and lonely place she was calling home. The only element she had access to was the air around her, but without some of the other elements she felt so lost. She felt so powerless, she couldn't even defend herself.
The first couple of days she was left in total isolation, no one came to her rescue, the guards didn't even bring any food or water. On the fourth day a guard brought her some water and a small piece of bread. She couldn't help but feel a small glimmer of hope. The guard had made her drink the water before she could eat the bread, they didn't want her to bend it.
Now it's day 28 and she's never gotten a visit from the man who kidnapped her, until today. Sitting with her back up against the wall she plays with her fingers, trying to pass the time. A loud knocking beings her out of her thoughts, her head snaps up and looks at the cell door. The door opens and she gets to her feet, pressing her body up against the wall.
No matter how scared she was she never let it show on her face.
A man with long white hair and piercing eyes came walking in. There's a look in his eyes that's screaming at her. "I can't believe I finally have you.."
His words were soft but there was something that hide behind it, something more sinister and evil. He walks forward and reaches a hand up to gently move the piece of hair that had fallen in front of her face. His fingers brush slightly against her face and she shudders away at his touch.
Thwack...her head gets thrown to the side. A single tear slides down her face as she moves her head back to face the man. He uses his thumb to wipe away the tear that rest on her cheek. "I didn't want to do that but you left me no choice."
After he removes his hand from her face and snakes his arm around her, feeling her hips and her sides. His hands slip underneath her shirt and starts feel every inch of her skin. She wanted to yell at him and tell him no but she knew that wouldn't help her. After a minute of feeling her a removed his hands. She couldn't help but feel a little relieved that he stopped.
But what came next scared the hell out of her.
"Take off your clothes." His voice was loud and demanding, she jumped a little.
She looks at him with fear gleaming in her eyes, a smirk grew on his face at the sight. She didn't want to do this. "Now! Or we could do this the hard way."
Hesitantly, she grips the hem of her shirt and pulls it over her head, letting the shirt fall to the floor. She unbuttons her pants and kicks them to side. Before she could remove her undergarments the man had pushed his body up against hers, she could feel the heat from his breath on her neck as he leaned down.
The man held little to no restraint, he planted kisses on her neck and underneath her jaw. She raises her hands and rests them on his shoulders. He quickly pulls away from her and takes off the robe he was wearing, revealing his toned skin. He unbuttons the pants and they fall to the floor, his member looked hard and fully erect.
"Take those off." He tells her gesturing to the underwear.
She does as instructed, shaking a little in fear and it was cold in the cell. "On your knees."
Taking a glance at his eyes and all she saw lust. Knowing if she disobeyed him she'd get slapped..or worse. She gets on her hands and knees and tries to calm her breathing. She was completely terrified of this man.
He positions himself and then slowly eases himself in her, ignoring her whimpers of pain. He moves in and out in a rhythmic pattern, his hands move to her hips. Long fingernails dig into her skin and she lets out a small, muffled, scream of pain. He leans over her piteat body, picking up his pace and thrusts even harder, he places his lips on the crook of her neck. He kisses it gently and then sinks his teeth into her skin. She lets out a scream of pain and he starts to shush her. His thrusts are more painful and harder. More tears fell down her face, she bites back her screams.
As he stops thrusting a loud groan escapes his lips. He pulls out and she falls to the ground, clutching her hands to her chest. Then man turns around and gets dressed. He looks back over at the girl lying on the floor, her eyes are halfway closed. He covers her with his robe before he gently slides an arm under her knees and then wraps the other around her back. Her head rests on his shoulder and she strains to keep her eyes open.
"Rest now." He instructs as he carries her out of the cell. Her eyes slip close and her breathing steadies. She falls asleep listening to the mans steady heart beat.
The man walks out of the prison hold and then says to one of the guards, "I want servants to my quarters immediately."
"Yes, Prince Lotor." The guard replies before walking away to find servants.
Lotor turns to the right and walks down the hallway. When he makes it to his quarters he gently lays her on chair. A knock on the door is heard and he says, "Enter."
Three servants enter to room and say once their inside, "You called for us, sire?"
"Yes, I want you to clean her up. When you're done doing that, I want you to dress her in something comfortable." Lotor instructs before he walks into the bathroom to take a shower, to clean himself off.
The servants nod and get to work, gently cleaning the blood off her body. After that they bring in some clothes and dress her. Lotor finishes in the shower and then wraps a towel around his waist. Walking into the room he sees the servants putting her in the bed and then pulling the covers up. "You may leave. I want you here in the morning, she may not leave this room."
The servants nod and then leave the room, shutting the door on their way out. Lotor dries himself off and then gets dressed. He climbs into bed next to her and pulls her closer to him. He closes his eyes and falls asleep.
The next morning Lotor was the first to wake up. He got out of bed and changed into his normal armor that he wore all the time. The girl that lay in the bed starts to stir some and sits up. Rubbing the sleep from her eyes, she glances around. When her eyes land on Lotor she quickly scoots back, complete terror in her eyes.
Lotor walks over to her and he says once he's closer, "Good, you're awake."
He raises a hand and he gently caresses her cheek. "You won't leave this room, ever. If you even try to escape you'll end up back in the cell you were previously in. Servants will be in shortly to attend to your every desire. I'll return in a few hours to check on you."
He places his lips against hers and then leaves to attend to his duties. The servants that he talked about came in and stood in front of her. One of the servants ask to her, "Can we assist you with anything?"
Her throat was dry and scratchy, hunger was clawing at her insides. "Can I get some food and water?"
"Yes, Ms. Avatar." One of the servants say as they walk out of the room. The other to sit down on the couch.
"Think..think...think...What would Keith do?" She thinks to herself, trying to figure out how to get out of there.
And from there she kept thinking of an escape plan.
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