Hi, and thanks to everyone who's reviewed! I honestly didn't expect this many reviews. Yes, I'll admit it's a bit rushed of a story, and wow, Darkkrystal and especially greeneyedelfgurl13, thanks for the pointers. To slightly defend my lack of character development and intense speed of this story (which I am currently trying to improve in the following chapters), I wrote this story several years ago. I bought the support services recently and decided, what the hell, I may as well post the story while I can track its statistics. It's actually not complete, but I'm going to try to get on it more, now that I'm off from school/work for awhile. Thanks again to everyone who reviewed, and I'll try to slowwwww it on down and do more character development. I probably should watch the RHPS again, because it's been a couple years, and I'm a bit rusty. This is still one of the original chapters, changed a teeny bit, but I don't think it's too out of character to Frank to… you'll see.. ;) And, btw, greeneyedelfgurl13, I'm a grammar nerd as well, so I hope you don't find anything, because I'm keeping a close eye on things…. --Amymimi
She motioned with the laser for Frank to lift his head, but instead of letting him get completely up Columbia smirked evilly, leaned in close to Frank's ear, and aimed the laser at his throat. "I want you, Frankie, ta sleep wit me tonight, just like old times," she explained in a lustful whisper. "Are you in with that? Or would you rather wake up dead in the morning?"
Frank gaped in awe at Columbia. That was it? She only wanted him to sleep with her? Why did she want that now? Frank had just found someone he felt… different with. He had just professed his love for Sweden and now Columbia wanted him to do this? Ah well. He couldn't stand the thought of abandoning Sweden for the time that Columbia wanted for sex, but this was his life, and he knew that sex was his forte. Sweden obviously didn't hear the groupie make the bargain, so maybe she'd never find out about the deal.
The scientist thought fast -- he had to save his own life this time, and Columbia was giving him an easy exit from the laser. He decided to go through with the sex part. Beginning his prowess long before the occasion, Frank perfected the giving-in process with a small tremble followed by a weak nod and widened eyes. If he nodded too anxiously, Columbia would sense the whole farce of it all and perhaps feel that he was attempting to use her again.
As Columbia loosened her grip on the laser and let it hang limply at her side, Frank shakily stood back up again. He glanced back at Sweden, who was biting her lip nervously. "What's going on, Frank?" Sweden choked out. "Is she going to hurt you?" The anguish was obvious in her eyes.
"No, Sweden. I'll be alright. I'll be back in a little while and everything will work out okay. Don't worry about me."
Columbia couldn't have picked a worse moment to make this proposal. How will I avoid telling Sweden why Columbia spared my life? Despair racked his mind.
The madly giggling groupie pulled the scientist into the elevator, where she held the laser to his stomach. "Are you gonna be a good boy and not slip away in the night?" she taunted. Frank, feeling his lowest, could only nod halfheartedly. "You betta be tellin the truth, Frank, because you're stuck here with me for the time bein'."
As soon as the cagelike elevator crept to a halt, Columbia unhitched the barred door and dragged Frank over to the red room in which Janet had previously slept. She had considered his somber bridal suite, but hated the thought of being the second one on the bed to Rocky. Rocky - had he ever come to? She only thought about it for a moment, for once she arrived at the door, Dr. Frank N Furter was now hers.
Almost simultaneously Frank wondered what had become of Rocky. He dug his feet into the rich carpeting of the hall, making Columbia come to an abrupt halt.
"What do ya tink you're doin'?" Columbia shot.
"Before we do this, I have to know what happened to Rocky!" he pleaded, attempting to yank away from her. She held on tightly as he tugged, causing the string of his corset to break and both to veer off in opposite directions.
Frank leapt for the elevator, only to be jabbed in the back by three sharp prongs. He knew exactly what Columbia was implying to do and turned around, hopelessness written all over his face.
"You'll find out about your stupid Rocky later!" the groupie screeched in his face, almost hissing. Frank raised his hand to strike her, but remembered the weapon and put his arm down. Columbia seized hold of his pearl necklace and dragged him, choking, into Janet's old room.
Once inside, she locked the door from the inside with a key as Frank backed up toward the water basin, banging into it with his back. As he turned to glance at what he had run into, Columbia slid the key under the nearest closet and sauntered closer to him, beginning to undo the strings of her corset. She stood face-to-face with the man of her dreams, the laser held down in front of her secured with both hands.
"Now," she said, "just do this one thing for me. I'm sure it won't be too much trouble for you, anyway. So please, don't try to slip away when the laser isn't in my hand; it's only one night." Frank stared down at her earnest face. This was all she ever wanted from him. He had actually been planning on a brief absence from Columbia during the night and making sure to come back before she awoke. When were they all to re-land on Earth? What was Rocky doing? Frank worried about Rocky's state of mind. He's going to be quite confused. What is he going to do without me to comfort him, to relax him? He may even try to leave the castle while still traveling. He'll be killed! With that thought, a deep cold shudder ran down the scientist's spine and shook his whole body. Columbia noticed this and had to guess at what the man was thinking.
Am I really that lousy in bed? I can't believe he'd make his contempt so obvious to me. The red-headed groupie gained back the courage to speak.
"Geez, Frank, do ya have ta be so insulting? I neva insulted you, but of course you have to convey your hatred for me in your body language!"
Frank snapped out of his worried reverie. "Wh-what?" He searched for a way to explain the true meaning of the shudder. "No, Columbia, that shudder was not for you!" he laughed heartily. "I just wish I knew what Rocky was doing. I just don't understand why you won't let me–"
With Columbia's raising of the gun back up to hip level, Frank immediately stopped talking and backed away from her, running his legs into the bed. As Columbia continued pushing him with the weapon, he fell back onto the mattress, knowing what was to happen next. The groupie smiled, quite satisfied with herself, and aimed the laser away, straddling Frank's legs with her own. Pushing her knees into the side of the mattress, Columbia leaned onto Frank, anxiously removing his corset until it was thrown carelessly behind her. Frank didn't fight it, instead letting her slip the leather garment off his shoulders. The excitement from this activity grew in the groupie's body until she was sure she would burst from the intense happiness she felt. Nothing else mattered but tonight. She laid down the laser on the night stand and continued the undressing.
Meanwhile, Frank tried his best to avoid any feeling of pleasure from his captor, but the manner in which his clothes were being stripped from him and the feistiness of the stripping was beginning to stimulate his libido. Frank had lost his physical attraction to Columbia, but she wasn't terribly hideous to him. Even if he wasn't in the sexual mood, he could be turned on by her. Before Rocky, he had slept with her, so this was no new ground for him. He soon felt guilty about his being turned on, for he was basically cheating on the proclaimed love of his life and enjoying it.
After a few seconds passed, Columbia unstrung her own corset and reached out for Frank's right hand. He could tell what she was planning, so he complied. The groupie quickly tied it with her corset string, then strung it around the bedpost and knotted it tightly there. She left no slack so that Frank could only keep his arm in one place. She then did the same with his right ankle, tying it to a post along the foot of the bed. The real action was started once Columbia pushed the laser out of Frank's immediate grasp and climbed into bed with him.
Sweden sat, quite perplexed, at the base of the stairwell as her brother removed the overturned statue from the auditorium door. What kind of deal did Columbia make with Frank? Why hasn't he returned yet? I have to find him before something terrible happens. She stood up quickly, turning to Struetsen, sitting nearby. "Struetsen, I'll be right back. I'm going to go find Frank."
"Do you want me to go with you?" he inquired.
She shook her head. "Why don't you check up on Rocky's condition? He may be awake by now."
The boy nodded and turned to enter the auditorium as Sweden mounted the elevator and ascended to the next floor up.
Meanwhile, Frank was tied by a hand and a foot onto the bed, allowing enough slack for movement but no escape. Columbia grinned greedily after she was finished affixing him to the bed. Once she was sure he wasn't going anywhere, she removed the remainder of their clothes and forced herself upon him.
With Columbia looming over him, obviously pleasuring herself with the helplessness of her captive, Frank was feeling tinges of excitement. Submission was something he had never attempted with a lover. He had always been the dominating one in the sexual relationships with Columbia, Rocky, Brad, and Janet. With Sweden it had been more of a mutual understanding, but total submission was something he had never experienced. As Columbia continued, Frank could feel himself giving in to absolute pleasure and soon was an active participant in Columbia's plan, coming very close to the point of climax with her new method. In their rhythmical bed-shaking frenzy, the laser gun fell onto the floor under the bed sheets, hidden from view.
It was at this time that Sweden approached the room in which they were staying, hearing animalistic male and female sounds. Curious, she wondered why Frank hadn't mentioned two other people staying in the castle. Or perhaps it was the man and woman threatening Frank's life earlier, but the castle blasted off after they left. Could they have stayed in the castle? Once the sound died down, Sweden waited for a few minutes' absence of sound so she could enter without being noticed by perhaps a sleeping pair. She creaked open the door slightly and glimpsed into the darkness of the reddish bedroom.
What Sweden saw in the warm darkness made her dizzy with disillusion as the cruelly-depicted picture of the womanizing Frank discussed so often in Transylvania raced into her brain as she realized what a naïve imbecile she had been to fall for him. Frank and Columbia were both obviously naked, since half of Frank's body was exposed from the disarray of the covers, and both of their corsets could be seen lying on the floor. He was lying beside Columbia, his arm behind her head, sleeping peacefully with a wicked smile on his face. A smile? He had just been with Sweden and had already jumped to another woman in the same night! She had just threatened his life and now he was sleeping with her! He truly was a womanizer and user! He had totally used her and had just thrown her away the same night for someone else! She ran away, sobbing with the realization of her failed relationship with whom she thought she could spend eternity with and her naivety in believing Frank's empty words.