Note:Here's the next chapter. There probably won't be much action in this one, but there will be in the next ones. Warning for details of sexual assault.
I woke up early the next morning. If it wasn't for Frank drugging me, I probably wouldn't have slept at all after what he tried to do last night. Why couldn't he take no for an answer? I told him I wasn't interested in having sex with him. I knew he was sex-crazed from what the girls told me and how he'd been trying to seduce me. But I never thought he'd go as far as he did and take advantage of me while I was drugged. I can't believe he was actually going to sexually assault me. I knew Frank relied on his charm to get what he wanted, but even if he had a tendency to be violent, I didn't think he would try to force himself on me. As nasty as of a person Frank can be, when it came to sex, he seemed like he would want the person he was sleeping with (or trying to sleep with) to enjoy it. To him, causing a person pleasure would be even more enjoyable than the act itself because he's the person causing it. To have that much control over a person's body, would make him happy. So why go as far as assaulting me? What would be the reward in forcing himself on me if I obviously wasn't enjoying it? To him it's all about having a good time, right? So how could he enjoy it if he knew I wasn't? And if I had fallen asleep, surly he wouldn't have enjoyed it as much because he wouldn't have gotten a response from me. Where's the fun in having sex with an unconscious body? But then again, I thought about how he loves to be the center of attention, and can't stand being ignored. Magenta did say he would sleep with anyone. She said he's slept with her, Columbia, other guests, Columbia's boyfriend, Eddie, and many more I probably don't even know about. Honestly, I don't even want to know. And thinking about Eddie, and Frank's jealousy over him stealing the spotlight. Frank killed him because he got jealous over not being the center of attention, so if he's capable of that, then I would think the anger he feels over someone like me rejecting him would cause him to sexually assault me. It makes sense. Because in his mind, how dare I say no to him? How dare I say no to having sex with him, ignore him, not give him what he wants? In his mind no one can refuse him, because he is just that charming and seductive. So the idea of someone rejecting him sexually is incomprehensible to him. He can't stand it, so he decided to make me have sex with him wether I wanted it or not. He did say my rejection of him only makes him lust after me more. I also think about Rocky and how scared he seems around Frank. He can't even talk, he's a sexual plaything to Frank. Why would Frank what him to talk? What better way to have a plaything who can't talk because Frank can do whatever he wants to him. And Rocky can't refuse him or consent, so for Frank it's perfect. Create a human being for the sole purpose of being a sexual plaything without the ability to speak so he can't consent or refuse. Have sex with him, do whatever he wants regardless if he wants it or not (judging by Rocky's expressions he doesn't, but is also confused about it) and it's all for Frank's enjoyment. I feel so bad for Rocky. God knows what Frank does to him. Just as I wa thinking about all this, the girls came in.
"Did everything go okay last night?" "No, honestly I'm far from okay right now." The girls came and sat on the bed. Magenta put her hand on my knee. "You can tell us what happened," she said. I looked down and took a deep breath. "While you where gone last night it was Frank." "I knew it," Magenta said angrily. "I was asleep. He came in, and he...I thought he was you guys. I was already out of it from the pain pill I had before. He got on the bed with me and put his hand on my chest. He said you guys weren't there, that you would be busy for awhile and he was gonna take care of me." Columbia's eyes went wide and she put her hand over her mouth. Magenta's face wrinkled in disgust. "I was disoriented and he rolled me onto my side so he could cuddle with me. I felt one of his hands reach up my back so he could pull down the sleeves from my shoulders. He placed kisses on my shoulders and down my back. I got upset and told him to stop, but he wouldn't. I started to cry and get really uneasy, so he rolled me over onto my back, and forced me to take another pill. At that point I was trying so hard to fight sleep. I felt his hands trail down my body. One hand was on my stomach, the other was going toward one of my thighs. I don't see why he bothered putting on on my stomach, my guess is to keep me from moving, but I was so weak and tired from the pills I couldn't move. I kept telling him to stop, telling him I didn't want to, but he kept going. His other hand moved past my thigh to my shorts. He still kept me pinned with the other hand while removing my shorts. All I had on then was a bra t-shirt and underwear. I was so scared. Tears were streaming down my face, and I was begging him not to undress me. But he still wouldn't listen. The hand he used to take of my shorts went up my thighs to my..." I was trying really hard not to break into sobs. Columbia held my hand. "He just put his hand there for awhile he never felt around there. I...I don't know why maybe just to make me that much more upset. He went up to the top of my underwear and started to pull them down. I knew it was going to happen, but I begged one last time, hoping he would stop. Even though it was already very clear he wasn't going to. He managed to get them down past by waist, a little below the hips, not enough to reveal anything. Everything was still covered. He was interrupted because Riff called him and told him the batch of formula he wanted was ready. So he had to stop what he was doing and go to the lab. Thank God Riff called when he did. I'm especially grateful Riff didn't see what was going on. If Riff never called, Frank would've raped me. I don't believe it, you guys. Frank was actually gonna rape me. I feel so ashamed and guilty. Why did I take that pill after dinner? I never should've taken it. If I didn't take it, I might've stood a chance against him and been able to fight him off, even with my injuries. But what did I do instead? I just laid there. I let him do what he wanted. I was too scared to fight back, and I froze. I should've fought him. I should've known better. It's all my fault!" I was sobbing. Columbia was still holding my hand. Magenta wiped the tears from my face. "What happened to you was not your fault. You had no way of knowing Frank was going to take advantage of the situation and try to assault you. You were drugged and scared. It's perfectly normal to freeze up during an assault. You told him repeatedly to stop and he didn't. You did what you could. Frank made the decision to take advantage of you when you were already vulnerable that's on him, not you. Please know that you didn't deserve what happened to you. Don't blame yourself. Frank is the one who is at fault. Columbia and I are so sorry that happened to you. It may not seem like it now, but you did all you could. It's probably good that you didn't try to fight back because more than likely Frank would've hurt you even worse than you are now, and the whole situation would've been worse. Columbia and I are glad the assault was stopped, and we feel terrible we couldn't help you. I want you to know that if he hurts you or tries to assault you again, you can always talk to us if you need to. We'll offer you any support we can. We care about you. I know it's not much, but..." "It's okay, Magenta. I know you guys can't risk going against Frank. I know you would've done what you could to try and stop him if you knew. I'm not mad at you guys." "Thank you, Daphne. Damn Frank and his cruelty. You're expieience of Frank's aggressiveness isn't the only one. It's happened before." "Really?" "Yes. To me in fact.""You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to." No, dear, it's okay. I don't mind sharing, especially if it helps you cope with your experience." "Okay, feel free to tell me."
"The others already know, so this isn't new to Columbia." Columbia nodded her head and looked sad. "Yeah Mags told me the day it happened and Riff knew about it too." "What do you mean?" I asked. "It was several months ago. I was here waiting around. I had finished the chores Frank gave me at the time. Riff made a mess in the in the lab which of course upset Frank. At first, Frank was going to punish him by whipping him like he usually does when Riff makes mistakes. But on that particular day, Frank decided to have sex with me as a form of punishment for Riff because he knew it would upset him." I put my hand over my mouth in shock. "Frank came up here and I heard Riff begging him not to, to just beat him. That he was the one who made the mistake, and I didn't deserve to be punished for what he did. But Frank wouldn't listen and told him it was his punishment. Frank took me to his room and undressed me. I knew I wouldn't be able to fight back, that it would be best to let it happen. I tried to fight the sensations Frank was causing, not to respond to him. I didn't want his disgusting hands touching me, only Riff's. But my body started to give in to Frank, and while my mind was screaming at my body not to give in, to my horror, I was enjoying what Frank was doing to me. Even though I didn't want him, Frank was able to make my body want him, to make me beg for him. I screamed his name just before he finished, and I knew Riff heard me. I was so humiliated and angry. I felt so ashamed. I felt that by screaming Frank's name, I betrayed my brother, the trust and love me have for each other. Despite the fact that Riff knew I didn't want Frank, and that Frank was making me enjoy it, and Riff forgave me because he knew it wasn't my fault, I still felt terribly guilty for the longest time." There was a lot of anger in her voice. I could hear the disgust she had toward Frank. "You see, Frank is very expieienced in bed. He has had many partners, so he knows what to do to cause someone pleasure. Even if they don't want it, he'll have them writhing, moaning, panting, until they give in. So even if someone says no or they don't want to have sex with him, he can give them so much pleasure that they give in and say yes because they need the release. He makes people enjoy it, despite not wanting it. When it comes to sex he usually enjoys the giving more than the receiving. To have that much control over someone's body is usually more enjoyable than the sex itself. Although he enjoys the release too, he wants people to enjoy it. Occasionally though if he's frustrated enough he'll do it anyway wether a person enjoys it or not." So I was in the ballpark about Frank, then. "But why me, Magenta? Can't he just accept I don't want to have sex with him?" "Darling, it's like I said. The word "no" isn't in Frank's vocabulary. He can't understand why someone wouldn't want him." "But I don't want him." "He doesn't see it that way." "But I've never been with anybody. Why would he want someone with no experience?" "I would imagine you make the chase more thrilling for him. You rejected him which makes him lust more for you. And since you haven't had any sexual experiences, and he hasn't 'sampled' you, he wants to know what you're like in bed, and how you'll respond to him." I flinched, grossed out at the idea. "I know. You're not alone." "Thanks, you guys. I.." Just then, Frank walked in. Oh joy.
Like a few nights before the first time he tried to sleep with me, he was wearing heels, the same black robe with the dragon on the back. His hair was in rollers with a pink hair tie. It was tied at the top of his head. This time, he wasn't wearing any make up, with the exception of the dark grey eye shadow on his eyelids. His face was covered in some kind of white face cream. It's probably some kind of cream to help the make up stay on. Yeah looking like that he wouldn't at all be a terrifying sight to wake up to. Obviously, he was still getting ready for the day when he decided to barge in here. "Well...how nice. I see you girls finished your chores and decided to keep Daphne company." "What do you want?" Magenta asked, trying to control the anger in her voice. "Oh, well, nothing. I wanted to see how she's feeling is all." Frank ran one of his hands through my hair like a loving parent might do to their sick child. I jerked my head away from him. "Get away. Don't touch me." I was angry, my voice dangerously low. The girls could tell from my tone of voice I was in no mood to be messed with. "Aw, what's the matter, my little dove? Still upset about last night? We were having a good time." A good time?! "You were so sweet, looking at me with those drowsy little eyes. It's a shame we had to stop. You would've enjoyed it." I lost it. "There would have been nothing for me to enjoy! You were assaulting me! You don't own me, Frank! You don't own anyone!" He sat on the bed and pulled me to his chest. "I have something new in the works that will make you change your mind." I was trying to jerk away from him. "Nothing will ever make me change my mind. Screw that, and screw you!" "That's what I love about you, that spirit. Such a little spitfire." He still had me at his chest holding me with both arms as if he was hugging me. But I knew what he was doing. He was doing this just to get me riled up. Like he thought it was cute I was pissed off or something. "Eddie was similar in a lot of ways. Doesn't she remind you of Eddie, girls?" The look on Columbia's face was heartbreaking. She looked devastated. They both nodded. "Eddie was a little troublemaker. He ran off from home and found his way here. He didn't have much respect for authority. Columbia took a liking to him. So did I. I found his naive charm and spirit very...attractive. I tried sleeping with him, and at first he wasn't keen on the idea. I let him reject me a few times, but one day all it took was some shall we say persuasion, and everything was fine, for awhile. Then one day I found out he and Columbia were planning to leave so they could be together, well we couldn't have that, so I knocked him out and used half of his brain for Rocky. I put him in the freezer, where he stayed for awhile. One day he escaped while I was hosting a party and everyone loved him. He stole my spotlight so I had no choice but to kill him. No more Eddie. If he and Columbia had just stayed loyal to me instead of being with each other, none of that would've happened. I do hate to be ignored. All I ask is loyalty to me and no one else. Hopefully you'll learn to give into me so I don't have to change your mind by force." By force? What did that mean? Columbia's eyes were filled with tears. Magenta suddenly blurted her words out."That's enough-! Master...we should go downstairs and I'll make breakfast." Magenta was very angry at first, but she managed to calm herself and suggest breakfast to Frank. That was probably a good thing because if she said the wrong thing or upset him, we would all pay for it. "That's not a bad idea I am hungry. Before he left he said, "I do hope you think about what I said." "You can't change me, Frank. You can't make me want you." "We'll see. I think what I've come up with will be very effective. But hopefully I won't have to use it." And with that Frank left. Magenta followed him but she looked over at Columbia. "Columbia, are you coming?" "No Mags, you go ahead. I'm not very hungry." "Alright. You can stay up here with Daphne and I'll be back later with her breakfast. See you in a bit." Columbia nodded and Magenta closed the door behind her. Columbia lost it she was bawling and curled up against me. I held her in my arms to comfort her as she sobbed.