Day Twenty-Two: Who Takes Care Of You?

Characters/Pairings: Jake/Rose; Vicky

Rating: T

Content warnings: sexual assault/rape; kidnapping; restraints; swearing

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~TLL~

Jake opened his eyes, struggling to understand where he was or what was going on. The last thing that he remembered he had been walking Rose home. Had they made it? Was Rose here too? Jake tried to sit up but he found that he couldn't move. His wrists were being held above his head with rope and each leg was pulled apart with the same rope. It was just rope; he should have been able to easily break through and get off this table he was on and get away but he couldn't make himself move. Jake felt his breathing constrict and his heart start to hammer. What the hell was going on?

"Good morning!"

Jake knew that voice but not really. Not well. He blinked, trying to look toward it but his head still wouldn't move and he felt the panic well in his chest.

Then, she was looking over him. Vicky. She was definitely one of the people that, when they graduated two months ago, that he thought that he would never see again and now she was leering over him, a look in her eyes that Jake knew he didn't like.

"I don't know if you know this but I love you," Vicky said.

Jake's mouth wouldn't open.

"And I've been doing my research to make sure that not even someone like you will be able to break away from the siren song this time. Oh, you didn't think I forgot about magic, did you? You thought I'd just feel bad and never do anything wrong again in my life? I've been testing it on people for years and I think I'm finally ready to test it on you. Oh, you'll know what's going on in your head but you're still going to listen to every word I say and I know it because, right now, you can't even speak."

Jake glared at her but she just looked at him, a smug look on her face. She brandished a pair of scissors and Jake couldn't even flinch as she cut off his t-shirt and then ran her hands over his bare chest, taking the time to trace every muscle. She purred and then bent over him, licking each of his nipples before working her way up to his throat and pressing a kiss to it.

"Kiss me," she ordered.

And Jake did, finding that he was now able to move his head, just to kiss her. Vicky's tongue was in his mouth and Jake felt revulsion as her lips smacked his messily. But, he couldn't stop. He couldn't make himself stop kissing her.

"Oh, that was good," Vicky said. "I can't wait for the rest of it."

Jake couldn't move his head again, now that she had let go of him. He glared at her as she walked to the bottom of the table. She took the ropes from his legs and even though he was mostly free now, Jake still couldn't move and he felt angrier and angrier at himself for it. What the hell was she doing to him?

Then, Vicky popped the button on his jeans and Jake couldn't have moved, even if he wanted to. He felt like he couldn't even breathe because there was no way that Vicky was really going to do this to him, was there? This didn't happen to guys and it especially didn't happen to guys like him who were able to defend themselves. He had to defend himself. He had to get her off. He could! He knew he could!

Except he couldn't and Jake felt a tear leak out of one of his eyes as Vicky took his pants and underwear off in one go, leaving him completely naked on the table.

"Aww," Vicky cooed, noticing the tear. She wiped it off with her thumb and then stuck her thumb in her mouth, licking off the tear. "It's okay, you don't need to be afraid. I think it's amazing that you can be vulnerable with me. I know what a big, strong, tough guy you are but who takes care of you? Who let's you let your guard down?"

Rose. Rose was all of those things and now he was going to have to tell her what had happened to him and try not to let it kill him.

Vicky's hands went between his legs, her fingernails teasing the inside of his thighs. She slowly worked her hand to touch his balls and then took his penis into her hand. Jake could feel his body responding and he closed his eyes, trying to stop the tears from leaking out again. He wanted to scream at her that he didn't want this. He didn't want to be touched and he didn't want his body to react and when she took him into her mouth, he really almost did throw up into his mouth. Vicky didn't let up or stop touching him until he had came into her mouth.

Jake knew it wasn't going to be the end of it but he was hoping that it was. How long was she going to keep him here? Wherever here was. People were going to be looking for him and Jake refused to believe that Vicky was smart enough to get away with this. Jake hoped that Rose was about to come bursting through the door and rescue him and hold him while he cried. Maybe this could be the worst of it.

There was no rescue.

Vicky stripped off her own clothes and then climbed on top of him.

"Kiss me," she ordered.

Jake did.

And when she ordered him to touch her breasts and kiss them, he did that too. When she straddled his face and said that she would only get off once she'd had an orgasm, Jake felt like he was being suffocated. There was nothing but Vicky. It felt like there would never be anything but Vicky again and he could feel his will to live dwindle in his chest. He was always going to be stuck in this moment, he knew, unable to forget how small and helpless he truly was. He thought that he would be relieved when she had her orgasm and slid from his face but her scent lingered, the pressure of her lingered, and Jake still couldn't breathe.

Vicky's hand went down to touch his penis again and Jake could feel how hard it was.

"It looks like you liked that," Vicky said.

NO! Jake wanted to shout and scream. No, he didn't fucking like it. He didn't like a fucking part of any of this and he just wanted it to be over!

Vicky ordered him to watch as she slid him inside of her. Jake tried to imagine that anything else in the world was happening to him right now as she moved up and down, touching herself in her own pleasure, but everything about this moment was inescapable. He didn't know how to escape his own body, no matter how desperately it was trying to. She stayed on top of him until he went soft and then she climbed off, humming to herself, a grin on her face.

"Well, that was as wonderful as I thought it was going to be," Vicky gushed. "Maybe next time we'll get you a little more involved."

Jake felt his heart break in his chest. Next time? He wasn't going to this again. He'd rather die than feel any of this again.

"If I can get you once, I can get you again," Vicky said and then she made him kiss her again. "Now, you're going to stay this way for five minutes and then you'll be able to move again. See you soon, lover."

Then, she was gone, and Jake was mercifully on his own, wondering if he even had the strength to move after everything that Vicky had just put him through.