WARNING: This chapter is rated M for content. Read at your own risk. Sexual/Physically Abusive Content.
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Chapter 6: Rape
"You're the one that made my family leave. Aren't you?" She glared him down the best she could. "Oh, no. I didn't make them do anything. They simply left when they found out I was king. Although, I did convince your father to write you a note of their whereabouts. I take it you found it?" She knew it. Her father would not have written half of those things. And the note about the honeysuckle at the bench, it meant Loki. Why didn't she notice it at the time? "I'll take your silence as a yes." He stood from the chair, and headed towards the mirror. While straightening his appearance, he spoke, "Celestrial, I have grown tired of your rejections. I will no longer tolerate it. You will regret everything you have done to me."
He turned to her. As he looked into her eyes, she noticed that anger had been replaced by lust. He came closer to her and once again pinned her to the wall with his body. He trailed his hands down her arms, and held her hands up against the wall above her head. His lips grazed along the softness of her cheek. He brought his mouth to her ear and whispered, "Even if you refuse..even if you scream, kick, and bite me, I, will still have you. You are mine, and mine alone." Her eyes grew wide as she knew what this meant. She was a virgin, and was waiting for her wedding night, as was custom, to be deflowered. Both the man and woman are to be pure to be wed. But that was not going to happen.
He used one hand to hold both of hers, so that his free hand could roam her body. And it did. First, he lined the pale collarbone that barely showed from beneath her pale blue dress. He gently moved the gown aside to expose more of her delicate skin. "Loki, please don't do this to me. What have..." He placed his hand over her mouth, "Ssshhh. Don't worry. I'll make it as painful as possible. It's the least you deserve." Tears running down her face, she bit his hand as hard as she could. For that brief moment, she tried to scream for help. But, Loki brought his bleeding hand back up to her mouth. "Well, at least I will get some fight out of you. To keep that from happening again..." Keeping her hands still, he grabbed a sash from a side pocket and wrapped it tightly around her mouth. It dug into her skin, and started cutting off circulation to her lips. "Now, where were we?"
When the bleeding finally stopped, he continued to run his free hand along her body. Going a little lower, he found himself touching her breasts. They were quite large, as she was a larger woman. This pleased him. He gave one a hard squeeze as she let out a muffled cry. This was hurting her, and knowing that made a smirk form on his thin lips. He squeezed the other breast with the same hardness, and his reward was another cry trying to escape from her mouth. He then let his hand travel along her waist line. As he slowly traced her hip, she was able to quickly loosen one of her hands and immediately slapped him. Within a moment, her hands were bound. This was possibly even tighter than the wrap on her mouth. "Please, continue resisting. It just drives me mad with pleasure." With disgust on her face, she turned to look towards her window. The drapes were completely closed, and there was no way for anybody to see inside.
"You know, I think it's time I move you to the bed." He roughly picked her up over his shoulder, and tossed her onto the bed like a sack of flour. "This, my dear, is where you will lose your precious virginity. Even if you somehow manage to be with Thor, this is the one thing that I will NOT allow him to have." He stepped back and started to undress himself. She hated to admit it, but underneath his shirt, his pale skin worked nicely with his slightly toned chest. She shook that thought as she remembered how Thor's chest was. Very nicely built, with a gentle tan. She was snapped out of her thoughts as he tugged at her shoes. She tried to cry out, but nothing could get through the sash that now felt as if it was embedded into her skin. She looked at him, and realized he was completely naked, and aroused. She quickly turned her head to hide the blush that crept upon her cheeks. She had never seen a man naked, and was embarrased and shamed that it was happening this way. He turned her onto her back and started undoing the laces on the back of her dress. In no time her entire outfit was loose. He gently tugged at the bottom of her dress, and slid off easily. He then went to remove her pantaloons as well as her corset.
She was naked. He tied her arm restraints to the head of her bed. With his cool breath on her neck, "If you let me, I will love you like nobody ever will. Say the word, and I will make love to you. Actually, just nod your head. Don't want to chance you screaming, now do we?" She shook her head furiously. He proceeded to kiss her body. He started at her neck, and made his way down to her breasts, her hips, then kissed along each thigh. "Just say it." Again, she shook her head. So, he positioned himself on top of her. His manhood throbbing against her thigh. He slowly rubbed it against her tender skin. "Cellie, say it. It won't hurt if you cooperate." For the final time, she shook her head. The fire in her eyes told him that she was not going to give up. "Fine."
He thrusted himself inside of her. The pain shot up throughout her, then ran back down her legs. Again, he thrusted. The pain grew more intense. Again. She thought she felt something rip. Again. This was one of the most painful things she has ever felt. Again. Soon she thought she would pass out. He thrusted over and over. Fierce, and unforgiving. He showed no mercy. She was truly paying for everything she had done to him. After a few minutes, she could tell she was bleeding. Trying her hardest, she tried to wiggle at least one of her hands free. He quickly noticed and grabbed her hand without missing a beat. His pace was quickening, and his breathing becoming more labored. She knew what this meant. As he pounded harder and harder, she tried once more to free her hand. The moment came, and he stopped thrusting, signifying his release.
She used this moment to free her hand and remove the sash on her mouth. "HELP! Somebody PLE-" He quickly slapped her face, then covered her mouth. "I am not done with you." As soon as he was ready to go again, a loud knock on the door startled him. "Is everything okay? We heard someone yelling for help. Are you okay in there?" Celestrial could tell it was Volstagg. Loki calmly replied, "It wasn't in here, although, I did hear somebody yell. Go check the other rooms." Again, she found a moment where he slightly let his guard down, and she bit his hand, drawing blood again. "VOLSTAGG! HELP!" "Celestrial? What is going on? Loki, what are you doing to her?!" He pounded on the door as hard as he could. Loki jumped out of the bed and quickly dressed himself. By the time he reached the balcony to try and escape, Volstagg had broken down the door. He rushed in, along with Lady Sif, Hogun, and Fandral. "My lady!" exclaimed Sif. The three men ran to grab Loki, but he stood straight, "Stop. I am the king. I do what I want." They had no choice but to stop, and bow. He looked at Sif who had finished untying Cellie, and was gathering blankets around her.
"Take her from me," Loki calmly stated as he waved his hand in their direction, "I am done with her." They all glared at Loki as they swiftly carried a crying Celestrial to the medical area. When they placed her on a bed, the nurses quickly came to the bedside. "What has happened," asked an older woman. They looked amongst each other and Hogun decided to speak up, "She..was raped." "Oh my goodness! Who did this to you child?" She looked down to the weeping woman, but she did not reply. Fandral spoke for her, "Um, it was King Loki." "Oh my..." The nurse was unsure of how to react to that. "Well then, you may excuse yourselves so I can tend to her." With a nod, they all turned to leave. However, Sif was stopped when Cellie gently grabbed her wrist. She said nothing, but the look in her eyes asked Sif to stay. So she did.
Author's Note: Sorry if that was not enjoyable. I am not used to writing this kind of stuff. Let me know how I did! Reviews please! The more positive feedback I receive, the longer I may try to draw out the story. I will let you know though, I have some pretty big plans as to where this story is going!