THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL SITUATIONS. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.
Chapter Twelve Violated
Lex woke up again to find it was still very dim outside. She was not sure if it was early the next morning, or if she had slept through an entire day and was seeing another sunset. The cell was cold, and she pulled the thin sheet from her bed around her as her lips quivered. The cell was so cold, and outside she could hear the slow, rattling breath of the Dementor making its rounds. She pulled her knees up to her chest and covered her face with the blanket as if to make some sort of protective barrier. She felt so vulnerable, so helpless, like a little child in a candy store who could be swiped at any moment.
Hours passed and the afternoon came as she sat on her bed, looking out the window and trying to rise her spirits, someone came and banged on the bars of the cell. She looked over to see Gabe, the guard, and a very familiar face.
"Breena," Lex said, her voice raspy from lack of use.
She sprung from the bed and over the bar. Breena looked terrified and took Lex's hand. They both looked at Gabe for a moment, and then he walked away.
"You look terrible," said Breena, "Like you haven't been sleeping...or eating either."
Lex nodded and pushed her disheveled hair back from her face.
"I haven't," she said, "Breena, you believe I didn't kill Gavin, don't you?"
Breena nodded and Lex began to cry.
"I don't know who would do this to me," Lex stammered, trying to regain her composure, "I mean I haven't pissed that many people off have I?"
"No, I don't think you have," said Breena, "But don't worry, we'll get you out of here, and then you can come stay at the Manor with me, and be safe."
Lex smiled and Gabe returned.
"Time's up ladies," he said.
Breena hugged Lex through the bars.
"You'll be all right," said Breena, "I promise."
Lex nodded and curled back up as Breena left the building.
That night, when Lex sat in the corner, lost in time and space, trying to stay awake. She heard the creek of her cell door opening amid the screams of those around her that were sleeping. She froze and pushed herself against the wall. A figure appeared in the moonlight that trickled in through the window. Gabe stood there, looking down at Lex. They locked glances for several minutes and then he lowered himself to his knees.
Lex watched him as he moved in to kiss her. His hands slipped one around her waist the other to the side of her face. She reached out to him and his skin felt warm against her ice-cold palms. Gabe moved down her neck and kissed her, his hands moving down her body and soon she felt him reaching between her legs. He stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes.
"I need you," he muttered, putting his other hand on her breasts.
Lex watched him for a moment and he kissed her cheek.
"Please Lex," he whispered.
She kissed him back and nodded.
"Okay," she said barely above a whisper.
She felt her shirt being unbuttoned and his warm hand upon her bare breastbone. His lips touched her skin as he pushed her back on the floor. She felt his hand moving down her body and it rested between her legs and she moaned slightly until he climbed on top of her. When Lex realized what was going on, it was too late to stop it. He made love to her until he was done, and then he was gone with one kiss.
Lex lay in the cell the rest of the night, sobbing in regret. She was so naïve to let him take advantage of her like that. She felt so dirty. Her whole world seemed to be crumbling around her, yet there was nothing she could do to stop it.
The sun rose slowly that morning and Lex looked at herself in a small pool of melted snow that had formed on the floor. She looked the same but inside she felt different, she felt used. She lay on the thin mattress in her cell the whole day, not eating or anything. The will to live had left her. But it was not about to get better.
That night Gabe returned. Lex lay on the bed and he began by rubbing her arm and slowly making his way from the shoulders to between her legs, but when he got there, Lex began to cry.
"What?" asked Gabe, "I thought you wanted this?"
Lex covered her face with her hands.
"Get away from me," she muttered, "Just leave me alone."
Gabe watched her and finally he moved in to kiss her neck again.
"Vhat?" he asked between kisses, "You know you liked it last night. It made you veel special."
He looked at her and reached to unbuttoned her shirt and was met without resistance. He smiled and kissed her bare breasts. He reached to push her pants down but Lex tried to protest, but she was too weak. Gabe held her down as he made love to her again.
"Gabe, please stop," she begged.
But he wasn't listening. He kept at it until Lex gathered all her strength and pushed him off.
"You leave me the fuck alone!" she screamed, pulling her clothes back around her, "I don't want you abusing me like this!"
Gabe stood up, and walked over to her.
"All you've ever vanted vas to be loved," he said, "I give you that vithout any strings attached and you just turn on me like this!"
"I never wanted this!" yelled Lex, "You just wanted something to get your dick into!"
Gabe swung his arm and punched her in the jaw and she fell from the mattress. Her arms scraped on the floor and he held her down again and sat on her hips.
"Now you listen to me you little whore," he said, "You say anything else about this and I'll make sure you get a little kiss from the Dementor outside. If you let me just go about my business I'll make sure you get out soon."
He looked at Lex and she stopped moving.
"Fine," she said.
So it went on like that for over two weeks. Gabe came every night and Lex lay there while her had his fun. She felt like the lowest living being on the Earth. She felt worthless and knew she deserved to die, but inside her something else was growing, something like she had never felt before.
Chapter Twelve Violated
Lex woke up again to find it was still very dim outside. She was not sure if it was early the next morning, or if she had slept through an entire day and was seeing another sunset. The cell was cold, and she pulled the thin sheet from her bed around her as her lips quivered. The cell was so cold, and outside she could hear the slow, rattling breath of the Dementor making its rounds. She pulled her knees up to her chest and covered her face with the blanket as if to make some sort of protective barrier. She felt so vulnerable, so helpless, like a little child in a candy store who could be swiped at any moment.
Hours passed and the afternoon came as she sat on her bed, looking out the window and trying to rise her spirits, someone came and banged on the bars of the cell. She looked over to see Gabe, the guard, and a very familiar face.
"Breena," Lex said, her voice raspy from lack of use.
She sprung from the bed and over the bar. Breena looked terrified and took Lex's hand. They both looked at Gabe for a moment, and then he walked away.
"You look terrible," said Breena, "Like you haven't been sleeping...or eating either."
Lex nodded and pushed her disheveled hair back from her face.
"I haven't," she said, "Breena, you believe I didn't kill Gavin, don't you?"
Breena nodded and Lex began to cry.
"I don't know who would do this to me," Lex stammered, trying to regain her composure, "I mean I haven't pissed that many people off have I?"
"No, I don't think you have," said Breena, "But don't worry, we'll get you out of here, and then you can come stay at the Manor with me, and be safe."
Lex smiled and Gabe returned.
"Time's up ladies," he said.
Breena hugged Lex through the bars.
"You'll be all right," said Breena, "I promise."
Lex nodded and curled back up as Breena left the building.
That night, when Lex sat in the corner, lost in time and space, trying to stay awake. She heard the creek of her cell door opening amid the screams of those around her that were sleeping. She froze and pushed herself against the wall. A figure appeared in the moonlight that trickled in through the window. Gabe stood there, looking down at Lex. They locked glances for several minutes and then he lowered himself to his knees.
Lex watched him as he moved in to kiss her. His hands slipped one around her waist the other to the side of her face. She reached out to him and his skin felt warm against her ice-cold palms. Gabe moved down her neck and kissed her, his hands moving down her body and soon she felt him reaching between her legs. He stopped kissing her and looked her in the eyes.
"I need you," he muttered, putting his other hand on her breasts.
Lex watched him for a moment and he kissed her cheek.
"Please Lex," he whispered.
She kissed him back and nodded.
"Okay," she said barely above a whisper.
She felt her shirt being unbuttoned and his warm hand upon her bare breastbone. His lips touched her skin as he pushed her back on the floor. She felt his hand moving down her body and it rested between her legs and she moaned slightly until he climbed on top of her. When Lex realized what was going on, it was too late to stop it. He made love to her until he was done, and then he was gone with one kiss.
Lex lay in the cell the rest of the night, sobbing in regret. She was so naïve to let him take advantage of her like that. She felt so dirty. Her whole world seemed to be crumbling around her, yet there was nothing she could do to stop it.
The sun rose slowly that morning and Lex looked at herself in a small pool of melted snow that had formed on the floor. She looked the same but inside she felt different, she felt used. She lay on the thin mattress in her cell the whole day, not eating or anything. The will to live had left her. But it was not about to get better.
That night Gabe returned. Lex lay on the bed and he began by rubbing her arm and slowly making his way from the shoulders to between her legs, but when he got there, Lex began to cry.
"What?" asked Gabe, "I thought you wanted this?"
Lex covered her face with her hands.
"Get away from me," she muttered, "Just leave me alone."
Gabe watched her and finally he moved in to kiss her neck again.
"Vhat?" he asked between kisses, "You know you liked it last night. It made you veel special."
He looked at her and reached to unbuttoned her shirt and was met without resistance. He smiled and kissed her bare breasts. He reached to push her pants down but Lex tried to protest, but she was too weak. Gabe held her down as he made love to her again.
"Gabe, please stop," she begged.
But he wasn't listening. He kept at it until Lex gathered all her strength and pushed him off.
"You leave me the fuck alone!" she screamed, pulling her clothes back around her, "I don't want you abusing me like this!"
Gabe stood up, and walked over to her.
"All you've ever vanted vas to be loved," he said, "I give you that vithout any strings attached and you just turn on me like this!"
"I never wanted this!" yelled Lex, "You just wanted something to get your dick into!"
Gabe swung his arm and punched her in the jaw and she fell from the mattress. Her arms scraped on the floor and he held her down again and sat on her hips.
"Now you listen to me you little whore," he said, "You say anything else about this and I'll make sure you get a little kiss from the Dementor outside. If you let me just go about my business I'll make sure you get out soon."
He looked at Lex and she stopped moving.
"Fine," she said.
So it went on like that for over two weeks. Gabe came every night and Lex lay there while her had his fun. She felt like the lowest living being on the Earth. She felt worthless and knew she deserved to die, but inside her something else was growing, something like she had never felt before.