The fabric clinging to her body, her legs feeling cold and naked, along with other certain parts of her body. She looked herself up and down in the mirror and felt sick to her stomach. A tear built up in her eye as she gripped the edge of the sink. "Oh miss dirty birdy? I'm waiting! What's the hold up? It's not like you have much to put on…." Came that evil little voice from beyond her bathroom door. She hissed at the sound, rollig her eyes and wished this was just a bad dream and she would wake up. Roseline gripped the knob and stepped back as she pulled it open. Taking a deep breath, she peered around the corner to see Rigby laying on her bed stretched out with now a whip in his hand. "Oh hell no….." she said mentally. "Come on dirty birdy, I'm ready to play!" She stepped out into the dimly lit room letting Rigby see her in her complete outfit. "Oh yeah, I think I did a pretty good job and made the right choice on getting you the EXTRA small maid outfit. Now come over here so I can get a better look…" Roseline walked over to her bed and clutched her fists at the side of her hips. Rigby stood up, bounced off the bed and made his way beyond the green bird. Circling her, once, twice, three times, he made groaning noises and randomly slapped her ass. On his 4th time around her body, he pushed her onto the bed, her face squished into the blankets. He took this chance to rub her bottom as her tail feathers stuck up and her bottom was almost bare. "Ohhhhhh baby you have NO idea what I'm going to do to you…." Rigby said with a sickening groan. He leaned up to her ear and whispered, "And what you're …gonna do for me…." Roseline gulped and bit her lower lip in anger. "Get your ass up to the headboard and put your arms up." Roseline didn't know what he was thinking of doing or what he had planned. She did as she was told and moved her body up to the head board and arms up against the wood. Rigby pulled out a pair of red fuzzy handcuffs, and crawled up so he was sitting on her chest. His pelvis right in her beak. She growled as Rigby cuffed her hands to the headboard's bars. "There ya go, now you can't get away and it's slightly more kinky, don't you think?" He snickered and scooted down to her pelvis with his. "You sick little…." "Oh I almost forgot!" He grabbed something from the side of the bed from what seemed to be a ball gag. He opened her beak and shoved it in. Roseline's face went pale and she gagged slightly. Rigby tightened the gag around the back of her head and smiled at his handy work. "there we go….perfect…" The little raccoon made his way off the bed and to the side, where he was out of site to Roseline. She tried lifting her head up as much as she could, but unable to see what Rigby was doing. She let her head fall back onto the pillow, awaiting in fear of what Rigby was so eager to get. In a matter of seconds, the lights had gone out and she jumped off the bed as much as her body would allow her. "Oh baby….this is gonna be sooooo much fun…." Came that evil little voice from the darkness. Rigby's little perverted paw had reached up and pulled her tiny black thong down to her ankles. She felt a cold wetness slide along her inner legs and curled her legs up close to her. "Get your legs back here.." he pulled them down and sat on one so it couldn't move. Rigby had grabbed a bottle of lube and was rubbing it along her inner thighs. Her eyes widened the size of saucers as she started the thrash about. She muffled cries under the ball that gagged her, but only to be cut off from a slap on her thigh. Tears built up in her eyes as she cried softly. "You keep your beak shut and enjoy this, I wanna hear moans and groans. You're in for it…." Roseline had her hands into fists in the hand cuffs. "Oh Mordecai….where are you…" Roseline cried as she felt something press against her inner thighs, rubbing softly and then start to pick up pressure and speed. She groaned and gagged on the ball in her mouth. "Oh yeah….that's right baby…you're such a bad girl….You ready? " "What the hell! ARE YOU SERIOUS!? READY? THAT MEANS…OH GOD…" Roseline yelled as much as she could only to have it muffled to a whispering groan of muffles under the gag in her beak. Rigby started to slide two fingers against her lower area. He was about to go even further, when there was a knock at the door. "Rosey? You in there? It's Mordo! I just wanted to say hey and see how you were before heading off to bed. Everything ok in there?" Roseline started to thrash about and yelled and scream underneath the gag in her mouth. Rigby grabbed her beak and clamped it over the gag to keep her quiet. She thrashed more and more until she felt the gag behind her head become loose and she spit it in Rigby's face. Coughing from removal of the gag, she regained her breath and growld before screaming. "MORDECAI! HELP ME! MORDECAI!" "Roseline!? What's going on in there!?" "MORDECAI! IT'S RIGBY! HE.." she felt a slap across her cheek from one side, and then the other. "You shut your filthy little mouth right now!" he muffled to her. A loud thumping could be heard from the outside of her bedroom door. Mordecai had been ramming into it with his shoulder trying to get the lock loose. "Ah shit…." Rigby said as the door creeked open, with Mordecai falling to the ground. "Rose! What's going on! I heard you yell for help and…." As Mordecai got to his feet and flipped the light on, he stopped dead in the middle of his sentence. There on the bed was a handcuffed Roseline, in a torn French maid outfit, underwear pulled to her ankles. Her legs covered in a gloss, her face covered in tear, her cheeks red from blushing and from slaps from Rigby. There was Rigby on the side of the bed, hands behind his back trying to hide the tube of lube and his wet hand. Mordecai's shocked expression turned to one Rigby and Roseline will never forget. It looked as if he could kill someone. He eyes turned pink, tears building up as his fists balled into fists. His teeth gritted together as he glared this death glare to Rigby. "You sick, slimey, perverted, son of a bitch! YOU EVIL LITTLE BASTARD! I'll kill you!" Mordecai dove onto Rigby knocking him flat to the ground on the side or Roseline's bed. A swift blow to Rigby's face, and another, and another to his throat as Mordecai knelt on both sides of his "friends" waist holding him down. "What the hell were you thinking Rigby!? Rapping a girl!? For what purpose!? You piece of crap!" Roseline was wiggling her hands free and finally got out of the cuffs. She grabbed Mordecia's fist before it came down once more on Rigby's face. Mordecai looked up at the girl on the side of the bed. He then looked down at Rigby he coughed up a bit of blood, had a swollen black eye, and whimpered from the beating. The blue jay then looked up at Roseline, and jumped off of Rigby. He pulled her to his chest holding her tightly and comfortingly. "Are you ok….I'm so so…so sorry…..I'm sorry Roseline for this…" Roseline nuzzled her head into his chest and cried hard. She gripped his shirt tightly. "…Th…thank you Mordecai…..thank you for coming when you did….Thank you…." "It's gonna be ok now….he wont EVER get to harm you again….I promise…." Mordo placed soft kisses atop her head as he cradled her close to his body. Roseline slowly calmed down and seemed to pass out in his arms.
