It was a 2 hour drive from Sin City.
Normally, she didn't mind getting away from it all.
This time, however, she wishes should just drive off a cliff.
But someone's life depended on her... even if she had to get raped again.
She figured that is how this ends up.
Roark Jr raping her again.
Still, she took a deep breath and resumed her drive.
She eventually made it, a cabin miles away from the woods.
She stepped out, she felt could even with her jacket. She silently hoped she'd freeze to death as soon as the girl was freed. Anything better than feeling him inside her again.
She walked to the door and knocked.
He answered it. He smiled.
"Nancy... come in."
He sounded like his girlfriend just came and he called her over for dinner.
As she reluctantly followed him in, she smelled something.
She saw what it was, chinese food.
He sat down at one end of the table.
He smiled at her, pointing at the other side.
She would've ran off, but this girl needed her help. Plus, she's actually hungry.
Reluctantly, she sat down and took a plate.
She dumped some of the food on it and started eating.
Roark only ate small amounts, watching Nancy eating with intent.
Neither of them said a word.
Eventually, they finished. She only sat there, not looking at him, only at her empty plate.
"Where's the girl?" She asked.
"Jealous?" He asked with a grin. She gave him a dirty look. "There is no girl. That was a photo of a girl from 4 years ago. She's already dead."
Nancy clenched her fists. She got up.
"I'm leaving."
She stormed to the door. Once she reached it, she saw two grown men in suits in her path. She realized these men are here to make sure she can't leave. She took a step back before she felt her back touching his chest.
"It's coming down hard out there, I insist you stay." He said. "We even borrowed something from work for you."
She didn't look back, she only felt a shiver go through her. She already figured what he meant, something from her work place.
She turned around, seeing him motion to follow her with his finger. She sighed and followed him.
He's going to rape me. I just now it. There's no other way around this... he's to rape me. He's going to rape me again...
They went up the stairs. He pointed to a door.
"Dress in here, then meet me in the room to the right."
In 20 minutes, she was in the outfit she wore at the strip club. She walked to the room he instructed her to enter. She knocked.
"Come in." He said.
She opened the door. There, she saw him, sitting on a couch with his legs crossed, in the same disgusting hairy underwear he wore the night he raped her. It made her want to vomit.
"What do you want?" She said, wanting out of this house now.
"That should be obvious." He said, uncrossing his legs.
She glared.
"Forget it. Even if you weren't a disgusting piece of shit, I'm not a booty call." She turned around. "Leave me alone."
"What about momma?!" He called out. This causes her to stop. "Should I give her a call about permission to see her daughter... and a bullet to the head if she said no?"
She inhaled a bit before sighing. She turned around.
"What do you want me to do?"
He patted the seat to his right.
"Sit with me for now."
She walked to him, sitting in that spot. Once she did, he wrapped his arm around her. She tried to get out of his grip, but he pulls her in tighter. He pressed her bare shoulder and side of her face to his naked chest. This causes her to want to vomit all over again.
"Why am I here?" She asked, wanting to leave.
"I was thinking... it's time for us to get to know each other more." He said. "We should go on real dates."
She looked up and glared at him.
"You can't be serious."
"I sure as hell am." He said. "I was gonna rape a girl again after our night together, I really wanted to. But then I got to thinking about the old fart and remembered how much he wants a grandkid. I never cared for that shit, nor do I care if he wants me to president or whatever. But that night made me realize something... what would have happened if I died? Who would I leave behind to continue my legacy?" He said. "You can probably guess why you're here." Nancy resumed her glare. "We've already had sex."
"You raped me."
"Semantics." He scoffed. "The point is you're the only adult woman I've ever had and you're young. I'm running out of time and you're young and still got years ahead of you..." He smiles at her. "So, you'll do."
"Tempting..." She said sarcastically. "But no thank you."
She got out of his grip and got up.
"Why not? Soon as people found out you've already slept someone-"
"I DIDN'T SLEEP WITH YOU!" She snapped at him. "YOU RAPED ME!"
"My point is..." He continued. "No one would want you after learning someone's been in you and you weren't married. In Sin City, you'll quickly look like a whore and that's the only way anyone would want you... for a few minutes." He smiled again. "But if you give me a little rugrat for the old fossil, then we'll keep you safe."
"How?" She said.
He got up.
"Simple, my dad would keep you safe if you carried his grandkid." He said. "Not to mention, your parents would love to learn you're having a baby with the senator's son. Imagine the limitless possibilities that could give."
She looked away.
"You mean if it's a boy, then raise him to be a rapist like his old man. And if it's a girl, then raise her to be a rape victim for your pleasure."
He scoffed. "I'm not into incest... but yeah, that's a about right."
She glared daggers at him.
"You know I'm right, right?" He said. "You'll have money to avoid being a stripper anymore. Your family will be supported."
"By blood money."
He shrugged. "Blood money is still money. Also, to show you I'm willing to faithful, I will not rape or murder anymore."
This caught her attention.
"What?"
"You heard me." He said. He walked over to her. "What do you say?"
She stared at him. She can't speak. She can't process this.
As she stood, he took advantage and put a finger on her exposed shoulder.
He won't hurt anymore girls. This... could actually be a good thing. He'd do that to me, but so many innocent people would be safe. The only condition is that he'd rape me and get me pregnant. He won't hurt anymore girls... but he'd rape me and get me pregnant. I'd have a little him in me...
During this, his finger went down her arm, then went to her other. He also touched her smooth belly and was about to touch her breasts when she finally reacted and grabbed his finger.
He smiled.
"What do you say?"
She took a deep breath.
"No more killing little girls?"
He nodded.
"Okay..."
"What did you say?" He knew what she said, but wanted to hear it for his satisfaction.
"I said yes." She said.
His smug face kept looking.
"Give me your hands."
She lifted her arms.
He took a rope he had with him and wrapped them around her wrists. Once finished, he let go. Her arms were tightened.
"Turn around." She did so. "On the floor."
She obeyed.
"Good girl."
She felt tears coming down her eyes.
I'm so sorry, John.
He knelt down, putting a hand on her.
"Now... let's hear it." He said. "Let's hear you scream... no point in fighting in now."
He then pushed her into the floor.
She called out in pain, but it wasn't screaming.
That's when he got an idea.
He bent down to speak into her ear.
"You know... I can remember every detail of our last night together..." This got her to look up at him, glaring with one eye. "I remember how you felt when I broke through... the feel of you letting go... the moaning. What was it you said? Oh yeah." He then spoke in a mocking voice. "Please." He then spoke in his real voice. "What exactly were you asking me? To keep going? To satisfy you?"
Nancy gritted her teeth. She knew he wanted her to scream at him, this would get him excited.
She thought of staying shut, letting him kill her out of frustration, but knew he'd probably kill her family in response.
She knew what she had to do.
She screamed in rage at him.
What followed was him grabbing her breasts, cupping her between the legs, and biting her neck.
This caused her to scream in pain.
This got him excited, very excited.
He forced her pants to her knees.
"You wanna see how I treat whores? I'll show you how rough I can be."
He pulled his undergarment down and got on top of her. His bare chest was on her back and he inserted into her.
Nancy gritted her teeth as Roark kept inserting him self in an obscene rhythm. He took his time, wanting to savor her.
Eventually, after 5 minutes of this agonizing pain and forced pleasure, they both let go.
He relaxed, laying on top of her. Nancy tried to struggle to get him off her, not because he was heavy, but she did not want to feel him.
He got off her, pulling himself out. However, he wasn't finished.
He grabbed Nancy by her legs and forcefully flipped her on her back.
"Still not finished..." He said.
Nancy gasps for air, the experience she went through already wore her out. Anymore is just too much.
She begged.
"Please... stop."
He smirked before shaking no.
He repeated the process, this time looking into her eyes.
He would go to her neck, licking all over. His hands around her belly. His hips purposefully going slow, making it more agonizing for her.
In 10 minutes, they finally came. This finally tired him out enough to get up and head to the bed nearby.
Pulling his underwear up, he smiled at her.
"I'd suggest we sleep in the same bed... but I think that's going too fast. There's a guest bedroom, get some sleep."
Nancy glared at him before leaving the room.
She thought of running away, but recognized she'd never get far thanks to the snow that was falling outside and the men downstairs.
She sighed and went to the room he offered.
Morning came, Nancy put back the long-sleeved black shirt and black pants she came in.
She woke up early, wanting to get as far away from her rapist as possible.
She noticed her window, on the second floor, that the snow stopped falling.
She had an idea.
She could escape.
She could get out, get back to the city, warn her family and leave.
She didn't care where, anywhere but this city, where he'd rape her until she gave him a child.
She had to hurry, she had to be careful, she had to make sure no one saw what she was going to do.
She didn't care if this escape could get her hurt.
She had to leave...now.