Hey, finals are killing me DX so this is kinda short. And for those who are triggered by M content and rape, skip into the next section I marked off and you won't miss any plot. Don't know why I didn't think of that last time but oh well. Hope you guys enjoy!

A green bra and panties lay alone on the bed.

"Put them on," Killbane stated, then walked into the bathroom and closed the door. I unclasped my bra and replace it. I slipped my pants down, replaced them, and pulled them back up. He walked out and scowled.

"What's wrong?" I asked as he stepped up to me, "You said to wear them."

He grabbed the sleeve of my blouse and ripped the whole thing off my body. Cold air attacked me and left goosebumps. "What the hell?" I demanded.

"I told you to wear them." He picked me up and carried me out of the room. Men passing by ogled me but only for a moment as his glare fell upon them. He stepped into his office and finally set me down, then sat down at his desk. There was a space under his desk that was covered in the front by a panel, big enough to fit someone my size...

He grabbed my arm, lighter this time, and sat me down in his lap. I was to be his decoration, a trophy he had won in conquest. It sickened me, but was coupled with the reality of needing to escape. And escape I shall. I rubbed my face into the line of his jaw, making him chuckle.

A man in a wrestling outfit, white trunks with gold chains around his neck. El Presidente. He stepped up to the desk and offered his hand to Killbane while staring at my tits. Killbane grabbed his hand in a grip so tight I heard a bone snap. The man sat down quickly, averting his eyes from me. A seed of rebellion came to my mind, one to make Killbane suffer. I whistled sharply, bringing his eyes back to me and specifically my boobs. I smiled slightly to add to his red blush. Killbane scooted his chair back and forced me into the space under his desk. His hand went to grip my hair painfully and drag my head onto his lap. He kept his negotiation going while he slipped his pants and boxers down just enough to free his dick. This was to be my punishment.

I sighed quietly before I started stroking him, keeping my hand in a tight fist. His breath hitched and the grip in my hair softened. It didn't last long. He soon started dragging my head closer after a few strokes. My stomach churned violently at the thought of him forcing himself down my throat. But, I could pretend now that I couldn't see his face. Before I could, he thrusted in, shoving all the way to the back of my tongue. The urge to bite him burned as badly as my lungs. But more punishment would be a detriment to my escape. So for now, I had to bite the bullet.

He moaned and went in deeper, pressing to my uvula. I nearly vomited all over him but I kept it down. I started rocking my head less and used my tongue more to get him off as quickly as possible. My jaw started to ache; I'd had it open as wide as I could so I could breathe, but my vision was going spotty. I licked up and down, teasing at the head, letting him dribble into my mouth. It tasted disgusting, ruining the illusion. He moaned a final time before coming. I tried to swallow but I choked. I backed away and spat out what I could, trying to keep quiet. Killbane's hand snaked down again and got my jaw in a vice grip. It would've certainly broke if he didn't yank me back into his lap.

The man was gone, but replaced by another. And another. And another. All of the conversations ran together, I was now like a little child, seen but certainly not heard. One of them noticed something on my face and laughed. I wiped my hand on my cheek and sticky, white stuff came off.

Killbane suddenly looked at me, "Serena, wait outside for me."

I tentatively got up and stepped out of the door, closing it behind me. A crash sounded followed by yelling. I quickened my walk, it wouldn't be wise to be around him in one of his outbursts.

The hall ended at the railing where Kiki stood. I joined her and looked out over the casino. She glanced over, then narrowed her eyes. "Um, you got something," she put her finger to her cheek, "right there."

"Damn it!" I yelled and wiped my hand across my face. Shame made me turn away and focus on something else.

"It's okay," she said, "he doesn't treat us like princesses either."

"Yeah, I have it pretty good compared to you guys."

"Pretty good?" She raised an eyebrow, "We aren't getting raped."

So people did know. "You knew?"

"The walls here aren't exactly soundproof."

I scooted away, "I can protect myself."

"I know you can. Angel taught you well."

I sighed and leaned onto the railing. Hope everyone got to him in time before something bad happened.

"So he told you? About what he did to Angel?"

"He told me Angel left, that he would be better off on his own."

She sighed, "So he didn't tell you anything."

"Well, what happened then?"

"It started at Murderbrawl. Angel was so focused on you that he didn't notice you busting his knee. And before you freak out I know guys were coming after him so Viola and I don't hold you responsible.

"Okay."

She started again, "I've never heard a man scream the way he did when you left He just kept screaming Serena, Serena, over and over. He tried to get up even with the broken knee. And he kept muttering something about a promise when we got him sedated. Killbane lied to him later, said you ran off because you didn't want to be with him anymore. He took the anger and hurt out on the enemies of his gang. Then when Killbane didn't need him anymore, he tossed him to the side like a used towel. I don't know where he is now."

I could feel the tears rolling out of my eyes.

"So he didn't tell you."

"No," I said quickly and let the tears drip down my face. Let them stain the people under us, let them receive a marr in their perfect lives.

"Can you do me a favor? I think it might make you optimistic."

"Yeah," I wiped my eyes and turned to her.

She leaned closer and nearly hissed, "Kill him when you get the chance." Her expression was cold, brooking no argument.

"I was going to already."

She smiled coldly, but with mirth, "Good."

I looked out over the ledge again. But this time my mood had brightened.

She leaned with me, "You know, the more I look around, the more this place reminds me of the Lair of the Lotus Eater."

I raised my eyebrows, how did she know that?

"Killbane uses a fuckton of mythological references, and I do know how to read."

"Oh."

"Yeah, Lotus Eaters would trap people and they'd never want to leave. But you can see through that."

"Yeah. And just like that, I'll escape."

She walked away. I looked out. Yeah, I'll escape.

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