Chapter Fifteen

Erik chest hurt, something happened to Christine. He felt it. While Cesar kept running, Erik took a bag that was attached to the saddle and opened it. Inside there was a Punjab lasso. He grabbed it and wrapped it around his belt. Inside the bag there was also another thing he left for emergencies.

A full-face black mask.

He quickly put it on knowing he would frighten people when he got to town. He needed to know how to get to the de Changy mansion. Once Cesar arrived to town, he hopped off the horse and ran up to people.

"Do you know where the de Changy mansion is?" He asked the same question to men and women and all of them walked away. Erik was not about to give up. No, that would be the last thing he did.

"Excuse me, monsieur?" Erik turned around and saw a little girl dressed in rags look up at him. "The de Changy's aren't here, they went to England but, I believe one of their sons is here." She said.

"Where is the mansion?" Erik asked impatiently. The girl smiled and pointed to a hill.

"Over that hill, I've seen him, he had a beautiful fiancée." Erik's hands clenched, but smiled and gently pulled the girl over to Cesar. He grabbed a bag that contained 300 franks. He placed it in the little girl's arms.

"Here, thank you mademoiselle." The little girl opened the bag and gasped. She looked up at his a place a kiss on his cheek. Then gave him a little smile.

"Bless you monsieur!" She said then scurried away. He wasted no time, he hopped back on Cesar and rode off to the hill.

Christine fell asleep after crying when Raoul kicked her in the stomach. Her eyes started to open but, it was weird she felt, tied up? Her suddenly shot open and saw her arms and legs tied against the bed and a cloth was covering her mouth.

She saw Raoul in the corner of the room sitting on a chair. He looked up and smiled. "Ah, my little sleeping beauty is awake." He said rising from the chair and walking over to her. Christine began to struggle and trying to break free from the ropes. "Now, now Little Lotte. Cooperate and we won't have any problems." Silent tears began to fall from Christine's eyes. He began to undress himself and once he was finished he lifted her dress to her waist and ripped off her pantalets. He grabbed a knife and cut off her dress until the only thing left was her corset. He placed his hands to her unlace her corset.

When only the last lace was still tied he ripped it off and she whimpered when the laces burned her skin from how fast they scratched. He started to lick her nipples slowly and gently. But, Christine was not getting seduced. He placed his cock to the tip of her entrance. Christine's eyes widened and began shaking her head.

God, no please! Why must it be this way?

Raoul smiled and pushed himself inside of her. He began thrusting himself, but he felt no wetness. Christine began crying out and whimpering. It felt rough and it hurt. He gave her a large grin before pumping inside her again. She began to feel tears running down her cheeks like waterfalls. It hurt, the pain didn't stop but, he kept on going.

Just when she thought it would never end, Raoul slid out of her and whispered in her ear. "Think of it as a punishment for everything you done to me." He hit her in the jaw to make her unconscious. With that he put on his clothes. He placed a blanket on top of her and left the room.

Erik stopped Cesar when he saw that there was a mansion. He looked through one of the saddle bags and found a black cape. He placed it on and walked towards the mansion. The sun was going down and Erik blended with the dark.

He began to climb the mansion until he got to the second floor. He walked on the ledges carefully peeking at every window for Christine.

No.

No.

No.

Yes. She was lying in bed with a blanket over her. And there was a cloth over her mouth? He opened the window and stood over the bed looking at her. He removed the blanket and suddenly his blood began to boil. She was naked, but that's not all. She was tied to the bed. That bastard raped her! He untied her arms and legs and looked at her entrance, it was puffy and red. His eyes closed in anger and pure hatred. If only he had gotten there sooner! He would have stopped Raoul from raping her. He remove the cloth from her mouth and wrapped her in the blanket and then with his cape. He carried her to the edge of the ledge. He put his Punjab lasso and tied around a pole and placed her over his shoulder. He slid down to the ground and found Cesar lying down.

He placed her next to Cesar. "Watch over her Cesar. I still have to cut a pig's head." He walked over to the rope and climbed it and untied it, knowing he was going to use it. He ran on the ledge in anger and found the Vicomte's room. He broke the window with his gloved hand and barged in. Raoul looked shocked and Erik smiled. "I can smell your fear de Changy." He walked towards him and quickly wrapped his lasso around Raoul's neck. "Do. Not. Scream." He commanded. He dragged Raoul to the corner of the ledge and took off his lasso and replaced it with his hands. Raoul was gasping.

"D-do you t-t-think your g-going t-to get away w-with t-t-this?" He said gasping in every word he spoke. Erik smiled and responded.

"I'm counting on it." He said before he threw Raoul over the ledge to the ground. Raoul landed on his legs and heard a loud crack from both of them before crying out in pain. Erik hung himself over the edge before jumping down without anything wrong. "It's going to be a long night for you Vicomte. You shouldn't have laid a hand on Christine, but you did. Now you are going to truthfully regret it."

"What are you going to do?" He asked in fear.

"The question is: What am not going to do?" Erik grabbed a log from fire wood that was nearby and hit Raoul in the face to make him unconscious. He wrapped one side of the lasso around Raoul's leg and the other side of the lasso on the saddle.

"Come on, Cesar. Get up." On command Cesar got up and Erik placed Christine on Cesar before he hopped on Cesar as well. He laid Christine against his chest. "YAW!" He yelled and Cesar began running back. Erik began to grin, torturous things he could do to Raoul clouded his mind.

Whoa… So what do you think? Isn't Raoul a bastard? Sorry for the language, I just had to say that. :)