Hey. Two updates in one day. I'm feeling pretty good about that. There are a few warnings for this chapter. If you are uncomfortable with reading or mentions of non-con please don't read this chapter. In this chapter Adora will have another encounter with The Bastard's Boys. Ramsay comes to her rescue or at least makes it look like he does. I hope you all enjoy the chapter.

Adora was partway back to her room when she saw Reek begin to cower away from something in front of them. Then came the loud drunken laughter of several men. She quickly looked around the corner trying not to be seen by anyone. Just around the corner was the last people she really wanted to see. The Bastard's boys.

"What do we have here?" asked one of the men catching sight of her.

"Shit," hissed Adora as she backpeddled into Reek. "Reek move. We have to get out of here."

Reek cringed back at the harshness in Adora's voice. He had never heard Adora speak that before now and quite frightened him.

"Sorry milady," Reek cringed again.

"Your room is this way, Lady Adora," called one of the men.

Adora grabbed hold of Reek's arm and tried to dart past men in the narrow hallway. She could have smacked herself she didn't know what she was thinking. Why did she try to get past them? Why would she do something so stupid? She felt a hand close around her arm roughly stopping her in her tracks.

"That was pretty stupid, girlie," came another voice.

She tried desperately to yank her arm out the grip of the man holding her without much success. She gasped in pain as the grip on her arm tightened considerably. She felt herself being pulled forcefully into the room that was given to her.

"How dare you presume to come into my room?" she shouted hoping that someone passing would hear and come to her aid.

"We can do whatever we want here," hissed Rodrick grabbing her by the hair and throwing her against her bed. "And don't you going crying for help either. No one here is going to come running to your aid."

"What do you thinking you're doing?" she screamed. "Ramsay won't stand for this."

Another one of the men grabbed the front of her dress and pulled as hard as he could. She heard the dress rip at the seams.

"That's better," said Rodrick. "You look with less clothes on. And in regards to Ramsay, he'll be joining us shortly. He just has to take care of his father first. Make sure he doesn't walk in on our fun."

"It'd be much more fun if he did," shouted one of the men. "Lord Roose would have a fun time with this one boys."

Adora tried to hold the shreds of what used to be her dress against her body. She wanted for all the world for someone to rush through the door and save her. But knew that what she was told was true. No one would come to rescue her now.

Rodrick picked her up and placed her on her own bed climbing on top of her. One the other's went to stop him.

"Rodrick," cried his brother Skinner, "Lord Ramsay told us to wait for him."

"He won't know if we have a little fun before he gets here Skinner," was Rodrick's reply. He let his eyes skim down Adora's body lazily.

"He'll know you stupid moron. You'll leave the poor bitch all bloody."

Rodrick ignored Skinner's talking quickly unlacing his breeches. He quickly pushed them down to his ankles. Then proceeded to rip the remains of her dress away.

Adora shivered in fear trying to look anywhere but at the man atop her which didn't seem to make Rodrick that much happy. A searing pain went through her a few minutes later and she let a blood curdling scream of pain. A went over her mouth to silence her.

"What are you doing Skinner?" hissed Rodrick trying to remove Skinner's hand. "I enjoy when they scream."

"You idiot," hissed Skinner. "You'll get us in trouble."

Rodrick grinned as he slammed harder into Adora grinning as she screamed into the hand cover her mouth. Keeping his pace going he plaster rough kisses along Adora's neck and chest. The banged open making Adora cry harder than before. He kept thrusting into her as Ramsay stormed in.

"What the hell is going on here?" Ramsay demanded. "I told you all to wait until I got here."

Rodrick continued to ignore what was being said to him. He took out all his frustration and hate out on the Tully girl. He shuddered as he finally had his release.

"Ramsay when did you get here?" asked Rodrick rolling off of Adora.

Ramsay walked over and sat on the bed next Adora. "What were you thinking Rodrick?" he snapped. "What did I tell you when I left you?"

"To wait for you here," replied Skinner.

"And why didn't you wait for me?"

"It was Rodrick's fault," said one of the men.

"Well now that Rodrick's had his first turn I guess the rest of you can go now."

Adora tried to keep her mind blank as she felt what the Bastard's Boy's were doing to her. She kept crying and begging Ramsay to stop them. To make them go away. And after the men had taken two turns Ramsay made them leave.

"You had to have known this was coming," said Ramsay. "After your embarrassing little show at the dinner table. I must make you aware that there will be consequences for your actions."

Ramsay slowly undressed glaring over at Adora hearing her begin to cry again. Ramsay crawled atop his future bride gently kissing her. Adora let her mind take her somewhere else. Anywhere else but in that room underneath of the Bolton bastard. After he had finished Ramsay lay beside her pulling her close to his chest. He kissed her neck gently stroking her hair as he placed her head against his chest.

"It could be worse," said Ramsay. "I'm sorry that Rodrick hurt you so. I told him to wait so that I could be the first to take you."

That didn't make Adora feel any better. She felt Ramsay looking at her so she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. He put his arms around her and felt sleep overwhelm him.

"Good night Adora," he whispered against her hair placing a gentle kiss to her forehead. Then he allowed sleep to take him over.

There you go. Another chapter. This is the second time I've written smut. Please let me know what you think. I hope everyone is enjoying the story.