This chapter was primarily written by Ms. Peachi Padwan. After Peach wrote her sections, I went through and added my own. We hope you enjoy our attempt at entertaining you. Reviews would be really, really nice right now….we both need a bit of cheering up! (ok a whole lot of cheering up)

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Contains sex and violence (but no drugs or rock and roll).

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A Free Spirited Romp

Chapter 6 (The Last Chapter): Enough is enough!

Evey looked at him, searching his eyes. She understood, but she did not for a second believe he knew what he was saying. 'That's called making me your mistress. And as I said before, you will be making me nothing but a high class whore.'

Letting go of his hand, she turned from him as he sat shaking his head. 'No Evey, no. That is not what I want. That is not what I mean. Evey!'

Turning, she stared at him, making her decision….

'I hate you,' she snarled. 'Do you hear me, I hate you. I will not be your whore.'

Her words spun round and round inside V's brain stinging him to his very core. 'She hated him? Be his whore?' The very notion was making him want to retch. That was never his intention. He only wanted to take care of her, to love her. The idea she had of him, the picture she was mistakenly painting… 'No,' thought V, 'NO!' as his anger began to seethed from him. 'This is enough,' he thought, 'enough. She accuses me?Then let her feel what it would be like.'

In one fluid movement, Evey was dragged from the bed and lifted off the ground. She hit the wall hard; causing the breath from her lungs to be violently knocked from her.

'A whore Evey? How could you ever think I would want to make you into something so bestial, so vile, so disgusting?'

His breath was short as he pinned her to the shabbily decorated wall, placing himself firmly between her legs. With a red and white scarred hand, he held her tightly by the throat while the other hand grabbed her wrists and held them firmly above her head, against the wall. He glared at her; his eyes piercing.

'You think I am treating you like a whore? Then maybe I shall fuck you like one.'

His grip tightened; his fingers driving deep into her delicate flesh. Pressing his cold lips into her neck, he silently inhaled her scent in between her terrified gasps. Her fright, her terror…it was driving him wild. With a panthers purr in his throat, her growled low into her ear.

'Whores do it against the wall, Eve, and men can keep their clothes on. Whores don't see the burns; they only feel the flame burning them.'

Swinging his hand away from her wrists, he grabbed her roughly between her legs, enjoying watching the panic in her eyes. 'This is what you want Eve, so this is what I'll give you.'

'You would pay me as one!" Evey snapped, beginning to claw at his chest and arms angrily. In a fit of pure rage, she ranked her fingernails down his face, tearing lines in the latex mask. 'Its what you've been trying to make me.'

Violently V slammed her hand back to the wall and the grip on her throat tightened dramatically, causing her to wheeze and her eyes to bulge.

'You are adamant.' He teased, carefully loosing his grip less he shatter her windpipe and snap her neck. 'And you are right; I was trying to give you money. In fact, I have given it to you, it is spread on the floor. I shall now take the service I have paid for.'

V slid his hand down the centre of Evey's body, stopping momentarily to linger over her firm, perk breast, teasing his fingers over the hardened nipples in the cold air. Still with a tight grip on her throat, he bent his head and licked at the flecks of perspiration rapidly appearing on her breasts.

With anger in her eyes, Evey began to struggle against him, her fight arousing him immensely. "Why are you doing this!" she yelped, with tears in her eyes.

V smiled and ran his free hand across her midriff, feeling the slope of her ribs. Moving his head, he nuzzled his face into her neck, barely touching her skin with his lips as he worked his way from her throat, across her shoulder to her arm and then back again.

"You are so certain I am paying you as a whore! You think I am treating you this way, then that is how it shall be! You cannot let yourself believe I care for you, even love you. Whores have no feelings Eve. They know no pleasure and they do it as they are told.'

As he spoke, he pressed against her, grinding the painful bulge in his pants between her legs. 'I have paid for you Evey and I shall fuck you as I please."

Evey could feel V becoming harder and harder as he spoke, as he moved against her. She felt him pressing into her thigh, viciously seeking his target through the material of his jeans; he was bursting to be freed. With furious eyes she glared at him. She did not have to say a word to him; he already knew what she was feeling. Her gaze pierced him and burnt into his own eyes with intensity. There was so much hostility, so much anger and fury in her face V felt it almost matched his own. Evey was so intent glowering at him so fiercely; she had scarcely noticed he had freed himself from his trousers. With an almighty push, he plunged himself deep into her, letting slip a moan as he did. Flinging her head back against the wall, Evey cried out with the unexpected pain.

His thrusts were so forceful Evey struck the wall violently each time he moved, causing her back to ache from his relentless pounding. He was merciless with his attack upon her body, each new thrust like a lightening bolt penetrating her very core. She could barely catch her breath, the air escaping her every time he moved. She was on fire and aching like crazy. There was no let up from his attack; each time he forced himself deeper into her, it was with renewed vigour.

From her lips came moans, but not of pleasure. They were cries of sheer fury. She clung to him desperately, digging her nails into his back through the material of his shirt. As she attempted to cause him pain, his assault became more violent. He simply pushed harder and deeper into her till she ceased her futile attempt to stop him. With a hand upon her backside for support, V dug his fingers into her skin causing her to cry out in pain. The hand at her throat remained there with its iron grip. Pushing his lips to her ear, she could hear his breathing. She could hear his groans and grunts of pleasure. She knew he was enjoying having this power over her, he was relishing in asserting his dominance.

"You see Evey…whores only have…the fire…They do not feel…they feel only the dead money…in their greedy hands…" He moaned in mix ecstasy and surprising vulgarity.

Struggling to form legible words, Evey turned her head to gaze into his eyes. Her own eyes met his and she whispered.

'I…will…be…no…ones…whore.'

"Then you know I was not…paying you as one…this would be resolved if only you would let me take you home Evey…" V replied, struggling with his words as he stifled a moan of exquisite pleasure.

"You're…hurting…me."

"No…" V drove deep into her once more cutting off her words. She gasped as once more she struck the wall hard and received him brutally.

'Please,' begged Evey, crying out in torment, 'please!.'

"Just come back….with…me……………please…" He moaned uncontrollably as he released the grip upon her throat and slid his hand down to her breast. He kneaded it playfully, revelling in the feeling of her soft skin against his hand.

Throwing her head back again, Evey allowed an unwanted wave of pleasure to envelope her. She felt it rising in her loins, that white hot fire returning to rip her apart. Never had she felt this way before; no man before V had ever done such things to her body or made her feel as she did now. He moved deep with her; she felt him inside her and the feeling was indescribable. His power, his control, his command of her body made her feel like only they existed in the world. She hated it, but she cherished it simultaneously.

"Evey….please……I cannot bear to be apart…from you…" He whispered with a groan, lowering his head to her chest. He took her nipple into his mouth and caressed it with his tongue, before biting it gently. Evey wanted to scream, but instead she let slip a dignified moan of unrivalled satisfaction.

Releasing her sweet breast from his mouth, V spoke again.

"Please…my love…" He was almost begging; his movements becoming less aggressive, more tender and filled with love. She received his loving thrusts; they were no longer angry or brutal, but soft and caring. Pulling her closer towards him, he whispered in her ear once more.

"Evey…my darling…let me take care of you…You…are…my…one…and only…love."

As his words registered in her brain, Evey's eyes began to well with tears. She flung her arms around his neck and buried her face into his shoulder. Through the material of his shirt she whimpered softly.

"V?"

"Yes…my love…"

"Take me home…"

Instantly V came. The words sending through him a thrill, an ecstasy no mere sexual experience could ever compare to. Slowly he stopped moving, he ceased all attempt to continue in his pursuit in violent pleasure. Drawing his back from her and lifting her chin from his shoulder, and looked directly into her eyes. He smiled when he saw tears; not tears of sadness but tears of joy.

"Do…do you mean that? Truly mean it Evey?" He whispered, almost unable to comprehend her words.

Evey nodded gently with a girly smile, 'Yes my love, take me home.'

Finis


Author's Note

Okay, that's it. The Free Spirited Romp. Free, hope you liked it! Everyone else, hope you liked it too! This chapter a bit violent, but still….she is going to go home!

Anyway, Victor and Goblin….sorry folks, this semester is kicking my rear! I barely have time to breath and the few moments I have at the computer, I sit and stare at it in a mind numbing stupor. If it had not been for my Padwan, Peachi, this chapter would not have made it. I have a chapter in Victor I am labouring my way through, but who knows when I will manage to finish it. But I promise, as soon as I can….new chapters.