Revelation

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Sorry it took so long, I'm starting a business and it takes work lol. Please Rand R.

VERY VOILENT CHAPTER. DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO NON CONSENSUAL SEX Or Graphic Sexual Scenes. This was necessary to go on with the plot. I hated to do it but well there wasn't really another way.

Riddick's Part.

Riddick roared louder than any animal could through the dark slam. He was pissed at once again

finding himself in an underground shiv fest. He'd surrendered willingly when the mercs found him.

What other choice did he have tagged like that in the middle of space? He hated the smell of Slam, a

mixture of rotting flesh and stale water.

"Can't get much worse Dickey boy." He whispered to himself running a hand over his scalp that was

now starting to fuzz up from lack of cutting. He wondered briefly how pissed Jack was when she

woke up. He didn't really want to knock her ass out but well he didn't want her opening her big

mouth and earning a bed of dirt next to him. He hoped beyond hope that she kept her mouth shut.

Didn't try to redeem him to the world, didn't say that she had willingly left with him. He knew he

needed to go out and explore. He needed a good way out of the shit hole he'd been thrown in. He

needed a good way to get back to Jack. He shook himself mentally. No he wouldn't go back to

Jack. She would probably run back to sissy boy and no way in hell was he going to see what

developed in that relationship. Riddick sighed. He knew that the forces in the universe were once

again fucking with him and instead of getting all woe is me like most people did, it comforted him.

Things were the way they had always been. At least down here with the big boys he didn't have to

worry about a barley grown women messing with his common sense. And just as he thought about

how long it would be before he seen a women, he smelled her. A mixture of vanilla, blood sweat,

and adrenaline. The blood threw him off for a second but, he knew that smell and he was going to

kill the only person in the universe that smelled like that.

Jack's Part

Those fucking mercs poking at her until she woke up. First thing that hit her groggy mind was that

Riddick knocked her out. She was glad he wasn't anywhere in sight because she was going to tear

his balls out for that. She couldn't believe he actually wanted her to go along with a plan as ludicrous

as him kidnapping her. She was not going to be another number on his rap sheet, and the public was

not going to hate him for kidnapping a poor women, they'd probably think he raped her too, making

him into an even eviler monster in the public's eye. So she slapped the nearest Merc that was poking

her and sat up.

"Where's Riddick?"

Her answer got a laugh from several guys. All guys she noticed that were looking at her as if she

might be worth something. Riddick's voice popped in her head.

"The Creed is Greed." She asked the question again until some guy in his twenties answered her with

a laugh.

"On his way to a big bad Slam baby, where he belongs." He laughed again apparently ecstatic at

having a hand in capturing Big Evil. The guy reached down to run his fingers over her face. Jack

grabbed his hand, twisting his fingers.

"Which Slam?" Her voice was barley recognizable even to her. It was hard as steel and as icy as the

coldest planet.

"Vasity" The guy nearest to her answered. "What's it to you?"

The guy looked puzzled. "Didn't he kidnap you and force you to submit to him?"

"Kidnapped me? No. Get me to submit to him. Oh Yeah and I loved every minute of it." The guy

that had spoken to her first snarled clearly thinking any person capable of being so close to Riddick

willingly was nasty. But not too nasty, not nasty enough to smash the arousal that crept up on him

when he looked at her body.

"Well if you loved it with him, you'll definitely love it with us." He sneered before back handing her.

Jack fell and hit the ground, banging her already aching head hard on the ships floor. She kicked at

the man that was advancing on her. He grabbed the bottoms of her pants tearing them halfway down

her legs.

"Get the fuck off me." Jack screamed reaching for her shiv she had placed where Riddick kept his.

Small of the back works every time he had once told her.

"Yeah keep screaming bitch." The Merc laughed pulling his pants down as the others got ready to

take there turn. Jack pulled the shiv from her hiding place and plunged it in the mercs arm, feeling it

strike something hard. The Merc laughed.

"Thanks for wounding my bullet casings." He smirked at her grabbing the shiv and throwing it across

the room where it fell harmlessly on the floor. Jack was terrified she had nothing else to wound them

with and no where to run. She remembered Riddick told her in situations where you couldn't win,

couldn't run, the best thing to do was figure out how to survive. And survive with the least amount of

damage you could. She stopped fighting it would rip her apart if they brutally raped her, she had to

submit. Make them thing she was willing so they'd go easy on her, maybe let there guard down a

little. The Merc noticed her relax a bit and took it as a sign that she was either turned on by him or

was a whore.

"Yeah baby that's right relax. I'm not going to hurt you, I just want to fuck you." He spoke pulling

her shirt of her. The other two guys behind him laughed. The Merc finished undressing and Jack

heard the other two men following suit. She thought it was ironic that after waiting so long to sleep

with ONE guy her first time would probably be with three. The merc pulled her up sitting her on the

sofa, naked before him she blushed trying to hold down the contents of her stomach. He grabbed the

back of her head, guiding the tip of his penis into her mouth.

"Now be a good girl and I won't kill you." He told her. "Open your mouth, yeah that's it."

Jack opened her lips for him feeling his manhood slip into her mouth. His grip tightened on the back

of her head and he pushed her head forward making her take in more of him.

"Yeah whore just like that." She heard him say over the beating of her heart in her ears. He pushed

her head forward again and she chocked on him, making all the guys in the room laugh. After a

minute or so of trying to keep her gag reflexes under control he pulled himself out of her and bent her

over. He rubbed his hands over her mound a little surprised at the lack of wetness there. It made him

mad that she would want nasty, psycho Riddick but not him. He pushed his finger into her and was

again surprised at how tight she was. He spat on his hand rubbing it on her most sensitive area. He

hated a dry fuck and he wasn't about to ruin his fun for her account. He guided his tip to her

entrance pushing himself in to the hilt. Jack whimpered but didn't scream they weren't going to see

her cry. She'd take this now and hunt these fuckers down later. She had to survive. The Merc was

surprised at how she felt warm and inviting. He pumped in and out of her with no grace. Moaning to

himself. The other guys in the room where getting anxious for there turn and one of them came

around and grabbed the back of her head pushing himself into her mouth. They switched places all

three of them using her body for hours until they were satiated. Then they dressed her, cuffed her,

and transported her to the slam they sent Riddick too. It paid good and even thought she wasn't

widely known they could make something up. They hitched Riddick's ship onto the main dock of

their ship and took off following the smoke the emergency transport vehicle that had taken Riddick

in.