Emily's reddening eyes stung as she was dragged up the staircase, being pulled by her hair with her feet dragging jerkily behind. She winced as her wounded arm bumped harshly into her captor as she was shoved into a room at the very front of the second floor hall, the other woman's hand letting go of her hair and shoving her down to the wooden floor. Emily let out a cry as she hit the ground, her back taking the brunt of the crash.

"Get up!"

The brunette whimpered as she helped herself up, standing on shaky feet. "Loyd, please tell me what you want."

The other woman's lips curled into a smile as she watched the pregnant woman before her. "Oh Emily..."

"Just tell me what you want!"

Jordyn's eyes hardened on the other woman before taking a step forward, her hand hitting the brunette hard across the face. "You shut up! I already told you what I want, and you damn well know that!"

Emily bit her lip, her watering eyes looking back up to her captor. She felt herself grimace at the fierce look the redhead was giving her and she quickly shook her head, her voice quiet. "I'm sorry."

Jordyn glared before nodding over to the bed that sit by the window. "Sit."

The brunette gave a nod, turning slowly and making her way across the room. She sat gently on the edge of the bed, her hand laying over her bandaged wound before her doe eyes looked up to the younger woman.

The redhead sighed before squatting down in front of her hostage. She tapped her knife on the knee of the older woman, holding in a smile at the sound of the brunette's gasp. "You're not going to be hard, are you? You make this hard and it's gonna be way worse for you and that little baby of yours."

Emily's eyes widened. She felt her body beginning to shake as she obediently nodded her head, her fingers tightening around the bandage on her arm.

"So you're gonna be good for me? Don't make this harder than it has to be."

Emily's parted slightly as she let out a cry, her head delicately nodding as she felt the eyes of the younger woman on her. "I won't do anything, I promise."

Jordyn gave a smile. "Alright then." She held the knife between two fingers and gently waved it around, her eyes gluing themselves to the brunette's. "I'm going to put this down, then. Alright?"

The older woman nodded, watching as the redhead set the knife down on a small end table that sat at the foot of the bed.

"Give me your shoes."

Emily's eyes squinted, gently settling one foot after the other in the younger woman's hands and letting her take her boots.

Jordyn gave a smile after throwing the shoes from the room. "Ok. Now we're getting somewhere." She quickly stood from her spot on the ground and shoved back the brunette that sat on the bed, growling as the older woman landed on her back.

Emily felt her body stiffen as Jordyn's hands came near her, her fingers ripping apart the buttons of her blazer. Her hands batted away the ones of her captor, her back pressing deep into the bed as the younger woman did her best to put her weight on top of her. "Get off of me!"

The redead groaned as she tried to get the blazer off her hostage's shoulders. "Come on, Emily."

The older woman let out a cry as she fought as best she could to get out of the other woman's grasp, her back pressing deep into the bed as she struggled. "Get off!"

Jordyn rolled her eyes before picking the knife back up in her hand, holding it up to the fabric of the brunette woman's shirt. "No Emily, I thought we had an agreement."

Emily's tears fell from her eyes, her body freezing at the feeling of the blade hitting just above her navel. She let out a shaky breath, letting the younger woman help her stand from her spot with cautious strides.

The redhead nodded before spinning on her heels, making her way to the other side of the room and sitting in a desk chair that sat beside the bedroom door. "Strip."

Emily's eyes widened at the demand of her captor. "What?"

Jordyn shrugged her shoulders, the knife twirling delicatetly between her fingertips. "You didn't like it when I was trying to undress you, so do it yourself."

The brunette bit down on her bottom lip. "Bu-"

"NOW!"

Emily felt shame immediately course through her veins as she hesitantly unbuttoned her blouse, letting it slip to the floor to show her chest covered in only her red satin bra.

Jordyn smirked at the meek woman before her, and she gestured towards her with a nod of the head. "Now the skirt."

The older woman gave a slow nod before looking down, her eyes puffing from the constant tears that spilled down her ivory cheeks. She undid her zipper and slowly shimmied out of the piece of fabric, the skirt pooling around her ankles.

"You sure look beautiful, Emily. Your bump really shows."

Emily's lips pressed together, her arms crossing over her bare stomach to shield her child from the woman who had captured them.