Major warning for rape in this chapter. If rape upsets you, I strongly advise you do not read this chapter. You have been warned.

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Vex could scarcely breathe as the girls filled the circle full of water. Miss Giddy came to her side and gently pulled the straps holding her shirt together. "Come on, Vexation," she urged, "into the tub."

She allowed her skirt to fall off before entering the pool of water. Angharad and Toast were there, pouring water over her head, not minding Vex's nudity. "We help each other bathe beforehand," Angharad explained as she handed oils over to Vex for her hair.

"I can do it myself," Vex muttered. She managed to pour the oil on her hair and wash it before Toast dumped a bucket of water over her head.

But it was like her entire body was numb. She fumbled with the soap until Angharad tugged it out of her hands and washed Vex's body herself. Vex she didn't object when Angharad carefully scrubbed her down though her face went pink when she washed her breasts.

"Thanks," Vex mumbled, ears turning red. She wanted to do everything herself but it was like her body wouldn't cooperate. Her heart beat loudly under her skin and her legs shook.

"I remember what it was like the first time," Angharad said kindly. "I was just as nervous and scared as you are."

"I'm not scared," Vex defended but it felt like a lie. It was a lie but she couldn't admit it to herself or anyone.

Angharad and Capable dried her off. But they weren't done yet. Cheedo came up from behind her and started brushing out her hair.

"Hang on," Angharad said to Toast and The Dag. She reached out and pinched Vex's cheeks harshly.

"Ouch!" Vex yelped and slapped her hands away. "What's that for?"

"He likes us to look a specific way," Toast said grimly. She sidestepped Angharad and joined Cheedo behind Vex. "He likes us bathed, cheeks pinched into a blush, and hair tousled."

"She's even got a wide-eyed look," The Dag whispered as she held out the strips of cloth that served as Vex's clothes. "Big eyes will please him greatly."

Vex swallowed hear and accepted her clothes and slipped them on. "What should I do?" She asked.

All at once, advice came from the four girls.

"Don't cry," Toast advised. "Pretend like you're enjoying yourself. He won't like it if you cry."

"Don't try and fight back," The Dag said. "He hates it. He'll bruise you even worse if you do."

Even worse?

"Don't flinch when you see him," Toast added. "Any of him. Don't even mention how he looks."

"The faster he gets off, the sooner he'll be done," Angharad stated. "If you can, try and get him more excited."

"Go deep inside yourself where he can't reach you," The Dag said mystically. "He can't touch you there."

"We'll be right down here when he's done," Capable soothed. "He leaves right after."

"You mean… you're going to hear it?" Vex asked and swallowed stiffly. Hard as rock, she reminded herself.

They all nodded. "It's nothing new. This is routine for us. Except for Cheedo," Angharad said.

The door opened and the girls stepped away from Vex. Vex breathed deeply, preparing herself for his arrival.

But the Organic Mechanic stepped through, edging past Furiosa. "Come, darling." He grinned at Vex, beckoning her with his finger.

Vex shot a look of confusion and fear at Angharad who returned the look. Angharad blurted, "he's not coming here?"

He grinned nastily at the favorite wife. "He wants her brought to him. Better be careful or there'll be a new favorite." He paused for a moment, staring at Angharad's swollen belly. "Well, she's not pregnant with his child so the position of favorite is still yours. Now, come on."

Vex slowly walked towards him, head held high. She wouldn't let anyone see her fear. Hard as rock, survive at all cost, she chanted to herself as he led her out.

The large door shut and he spun the lock before pushing Vex further down the room, past the green things—vegetables, she corrected herself.

"Such a shame he keeps you all locked up out of sight," the Organic Mechanic said idly as they walked. "So many people want to catch the slightest glimpse of the shinies Immortan Joe hides away."

He grinned at her nastily. "Lucky for me, I get to see you often." He wiggled his fingers at her. "I'm the only other man who gets to touch you, you know?"

Vex stared at him, hard, but said nothing. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of rising to his bait.

He didn't seem disappointed but whistled a merry tune as they followed the hallway to a door. The same door Rictus took her to five days ago. Had it really only been five days ago when her life was just surviving in Gas Town?

The Organic Mechanic knocked twice and opened the door and pushed her inside. "Here she is, all dressed up for ya!" He sang out. "I'll be right outside in case you need me." He gave Vex another nasty smile and left, closing the door with a slam.

She was now trapped in the same room as him.

Immortan Joe didn't look at her immediately. Instead he stoked a fire in a pit with a metal poker in the corner of his room.

"Undress," he wheezed (he had taken his mask off, revealing the look of an old, dying man.)

Vex took a deep, calming breath. Hard as rock, survive at all cost. She untied the strings of her top and allowed it to fall to the ground. Next, she pulled her skirt down and it joined her top on the floor, leaving her entirely naked.

Her arm twitched and Vex stiffened it to keep the urge to cover up at bay. She lifted her chin, waiting for him to turn around.

He did at last. Vex couldn't read his expression but he stood there for a long time, taking in all of her nakedness, pink cheeks, and tousled hair.

He walked towards her, unhooking his armor as he did so. And Vex understood why Toast said not to flinch. His entire upper body was covered in pustules and sores. And she had a sneaking suspicion they went down his body too.

She tried hard not to linger on any of the wounds on him and focused on his face but kept away from looking him in the eye.

Immortan Joe didn't seem to mind. Slowly, he circled her as if to admire her body. Twice she felt him lightly run a finger down her back, tracing her shoulder blades. "Beautiful," he murmured.

She repressed a shudder when his hand traveled down to rest on her rear. "Impressive how the desert didn't destroy you."

The limited food sources Vex had growing up made nearly all of her bones jut out at ugly angles. But the past five days eating actual food had started to put weight on her.

"How did no one manage to find you?" He asked. "You could have died."

She kept silent.

"It's okay to speak, My Vexation."

"I don't know what you mean," Vex said quietly. "I survived by doing what I had do to do, that's all."

"But you should have been brought to me. Here I can cloth and feed you. Even give you water." He took a strand of her hair in his fingers and smelled. "All I ask in return is your obedience and a son."

Finally, he came to stand in front of her. He took her chin with two fingers and tilted her head to look him in the eye. He looked at her with desire, she noted. He pressed his lips against her own and Vex held her breath, staring over his shoulder at the wall.

For a long moment, he stayed there, kissing her until he stood back up. He reached down and took off his belt, followed by his pants and Vex saw it. It was the only thing beside his face that wasn't covered in pustules or sores. And it was already hard.

Vex gulped. "Bed," he said and took her upper arm, leading her over to the large behind set against the wall.

She crawled up on the bed and he followed her. By now, her heart was pounding in her chest as he laid her flat, spreading her legs with his hands.

"My Vexation," he rumbled above her. "Do not be frightened."

She didn't know where to look as he lifted his hand and settled it over her left breast and began to massage it, tweaking her nipple. He bent his head, lowering his mouth to her, and enclosed it around her nipple and began to suck. A noise escaped Vex and she hoped he interpreted it as one of pleasure instead of revulsion.

He didn't linger on her breasts long as he began to wheeze again. He pulled away to the juncture of her neck and shoulder and inhaled. She felt his fingers trail down her stomach and she closed her eyes.

He probed at her folds before sticking a large finger into her and she gasped sharply. "Shh, it's alright My Vexation," he whispered in her ear.

Vex willed herself to relax, that she could do this, she could endure it, be hard as rock—

Another finger entered her. Vex jerked harshly under him and cried out, "Stop."

He stilled, fingers still inside of her, and lifted himself up. His dark eyes bore into hers. "Do not dare to command me," he rumbled above her and pumped his fingers, making Vex squeak in discomfort and try to shift away from him.

He grabbed her with his free hand, stilling her. "I am your husband and I will have what is my right. Now be still."

He returned to his ministrations with his fingers, pumping in and out of her. Vex closed her eyes again, trying to find his rhythm. If she could match it, she could make this night more bearable for her. But he spread his fingers inside of her and she bit her lip to keep from crying out again.

Down in her core, she felt heat stir. But it wasn't a good heat. It was harsh and prickly and made Vex sweat. She could feel herself getting slick but it didn't make her feel good. A soft thought entered her—I don't want this— but she dragged it down into depths of her soul and hid it below the hardness. Softness couldn't help her here.

She only opened her eyes when he removed his fingers and watched him spread her juices all over it.

Here it comes, she braced herself. Hard as rock, I am hard as rock. I will survive at all costs.

He gripped her thighs and spread them as far as her body would allow. She felt it prod her entrance and she tensed.

That was her second mistake. Pain ripped through her as he pushed into her. She let out a wail as he thrust again, sinking in deeper.

"Shh," he whispered to her again. "Accept me." He moved her legs up towards her torso, allowing him more access. And then he began a quick and fast pace, slamming into her hips with his own.

All the words she wanted to say—too big, please take it out— either jumbled up in her throat and died or she caught it before it came out stuffed it down with all her soft thoughts. Instead, she focused on the ceiling above her, imaging she was back in the dome trying to read a book or playing that flute. "Go deep inside yourself where he can't touch you," The Dag's words whispered back to her.

He jerked his hips harshly and she cried out again, arching her back. Grabbing her leg, he tossed it over his shoulder and increased his pace. Vex grabbed the sheets with a fist.

Let it be over, she whispered in her mind. Let him finish. He began to grunt above her, driving into her harder and Vex gritted her teeth.

She watched his hand go down to where he was banging into her and his finger rubbed her nub. The hot, uncomfortable heat came back in full force as he rubbed and tweaked her.

And then the heat exploded. Vex's back arched again and she let out a high-pitched cry. Her muscles clenched so hard she swore she injured something. And then his hand was gone.

Finally, at long last, he let out a loud, guttural moan and stilled. Relief swelled through her as he pulled out. Now he'd send her back and she wouldn't see him until—her relief popped like a tire and was replaced with horror when she saw he was still hard.

With surprising strength, he picked her up and carried her off the bed and over to his desk. He knocked several items aside and placed Vex on top of the surface, laying her on her stomach. Her rear hung over the end and she grabbed for the edge of the desk to gain support when he nudged her legs apart again and his fingers dug into her hips.

She made a keening sound as he entered her again and slammed her against the desk. Her hips jutted against the edge painfully and she bite her lip to keep her cries inside. Hard as rock, survive at all cost. She tried to remind herself of those words but pain blossomed across her waist and hips from the hard surface and her rear when he brought his hand down across it.

Another cry broke out of her when his hand connected with her rear again and tears pricked at her eyes. She clung to the desk with all her might, trying to ignore the painful fire that spread across her body from the abuse.

"So beautiful," he was saying as he continued moving. "Such a wonderful, beautiful wife, My Vexation!"

Behind her, as he shouted her name, Immortan Joe gave another ragged cry and slammed one more time into her. Let it be over, she begged, resting her forehead against the wood, wanting a reprieve from everything.

She felt him leave her, tracing her rear once more, and thankfully did not touch her again. She looked up and to her relief, saw him clean his softening cock and put his pants back on.

It was—blessedly—over. She could go back and—

"Come in," he called to the door.

Vex's head snapped up when she heard the door open. She looked behind her and saw Rictus and the Organic Mechanic come in. Shame spread through her as the two men took in the sight of her: bent over Immortan Joe's desk, bruised, ass red, with fluids leaking down her legs.

"Hold her," she heard Immortan Joe command.

Before she could react, the Organic Mechanic was holding her torso down to the desk while Rictus pinned her arms down. She squirmed and bucked, wondering what torture Immortan Joe had in store for her next. Was he going to let Rictus or the Organic Mechanic have their way with her? Wouldn't that defeat the purpose of getting her pregnant with his child?

She glanced up to Immortan Joe who strode over to the fire. He grabbed the poker she saw him using and pulled it out of the fire.Vex's eyes widened.

It was not a poker.

At the end of the stick there was a skull surrounded by a circle with flames coming out the top.

It was a branding iron.

Terror flooded her and she bucked in Rictus's grip, fighting like the Wretched over water. "No!" She shrieked.

"Hold her still," she heard Immortan Joe say above her.

The Organic Mechanic put his knee on her back to keep her down and grabbed her arms, holding them behind her back. Rictus was free to pull her hair away and hold her head still with a large hand.

Immortan Joe approached and Vex squeezed her eyes shut, trying to find someplace deep within herself to escape to—

He pressed the brand into the skin just below her neck and Vex screamed. Pain seared into her flesh and she screamed and screamed, begging him to stop, to take the brand away until her throat was raw.

The brand was pulled away but the fire still remained on her skin and it burned. She wanted to curl up in a little ball there on the desk and die but…

"Dress her and take her back."

Rictus pulled her off the desk and handed her clothes to her. He stared openly as she put her skirt back on and wrapped her top around her chest like the Dag and Cheedo did as not to aggravate the blistering brand on her back.

Thankfully Rictus wasn't the one to take her back; the Organic Mechanic had that honor. "If we're lucky, that was a success and baby number two could be on its way."

Vex said nothing. She wanted to feel nothing but all she could feel was the burning and the soreness.

She was immensely relieved to see the circular door that led to the Wives' Room. The Organic Mechanic spun the lock and opened the door, sending her inside and closing it behind her.

She passed Furiosa who stood in the entrance and into the room where the girls lounged about.

They all jumped to their feet when they saw her. Angharad approached first.

"Vex," she breathed. "Are you alright?"

Vex looked at Angharad's face, filled with worry, and the hardness Vex had built around herself broke. It cracked and crumbled into the smallest breeze could sweep away and the softness filled her. Vex's eyes filled with tears and she began to sob.

Angharad took her into her arms and gently lowered her to the floor, allowing Vex to curl into her body against her pregnant belly and cry.

No one said anything, not even Furiosa, as they watched Vex tremble and listened to her sob loudly into Anghard's belly.

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This one was hard to write. I struggled through it and ended up re-writing it three times. It was just… really difficult. This will, however, be the only chapter I will go into detail about the rape. Everything else will be glossed over or just mention in dialogue. I don't think I can write another chapter like this.

So, now there's something else I should address. Some have brought to my attention about issues with the Furiosa comic. There were some issues I did have with it that I decided to leave out but some others that I didn't think about. So thank you for bringing it to my attention. I do want to try and stay true to the movie-verse as I possibly can but there will be few details from the comic remaining. Not much but nothing major like characterization butchering (Furiosa for example.)

But I understand that this fic will deal with serious topics like rape and slavery and I appreciate any feedback you guys have. I want to treat these issues with respect and not reduce it to mere tools like shock value. So if you think I'm not sticking to that, please let me know.

Reviews, favorites, and follows are love! See ya in chapter five!