Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. ((William Lewis x OOC))

Motel

                     After rumbling around for what seemed like an eternity the van slowed to a stop and he climbed out once again sliding open the van door and gathering her up in his arms after unlocking the hand cuffs. Their was a distinct red ring around her pale wrists from the skin getting irritated and some smaller cuts from the metal ripping through the flesh. Blood clotted at the small slit but didn't drip down with only minuscule beads of crimson dotting the line. "Don't scream or don't try to escape. Or I swear I'll kill everyone in this damned motel. Got it?!" His hissed dangerously in her ear, lifting up the bag and pressing something hard and rectangular into her back obviously a gun. She tensed but upon entering the small rundown motel loosened her muscles and curled her body around his own trying to look comfortable despite the feeling of deep disgust churning within her stomach. The manager who was perched behind the desk looked like a real douche. With shaggy dirty blonde hair looking greased back and mostly hidden behind a black baseball cap. His eyes a dark muddy color swimming with lust as he shamelessly dragged his gaze down her body with great interest. He had a weak double chin and an awful pair of side burns that looked like they hadn't been maintained in years. Round red pimples coating his lightly tanned face and under his weaselly black and pitiful mustache. To put it simply, the guy was disgusting and smelled strongly of hot garbage. She flinched as they approached still being held in the bridal position by William and desperate to escape the horrific scent curled further into his chest and inhaled the more sweet pine scent he seemed to give off. "Hello sir, me and my girlfriend would like a room.. do you have one available?" The manager seemed a bit crestfallen to hear him call her his girlfriend and it took all of her willpower not to vomit in her mouth. He reached behind the desk and held out a rusted and worn golden key dropping it into his outstretched hands. Keening over to watch them walk upstairs trying to get a look at her ass. "Dirty bastard.." Rose mumbled causing Will to chuckle and walk down the long corridor unlocking their room door and dropping her on the creaky bed inside. It felt as if it would break just under her weight so when he so casually plopped down beside her she flinched waiting for the weak wooden frame to give way. It didn't.

            The brunette sat up a bit nervously glancing around the room for an escape but that was dashed when his body was pressed over her own, forcing the petite detective into the cushy mattress but was unable to fight the strength of the larger man looming over her. "Poor little dove, trapped in a room with a fox. Sadly we won't be having much fun here though I will make it up when we get to our more.. secluded area. You can scream as loud as you want there." He cooed and dragged his tongue along her cheek causing her to screech quietly and squirm away from the wet muscle. It was obvious he was enjoying her discomfort but pulled back and unpacked a long rope. Tying her wrists together to the wooden post and then kneeling down at the other side of the bed. His eyes raking down her slender body eyeing every inch with great interest as if afraid glancing away for a moment would make the sight disappear. "Mhmph.. waiting to get a piece of this? Going to be torture." He bit down on his lower lip reaching out a hand that tangled within her silky brunette hair. Gently tugging but not enough to cause pain, just to feel the smoothness of each strand. Another desperate groan escaped his lightly parted lips as if struggling to keep controlled. Eventually he forced himself up and off the bed and disappeared into the bathroom. At first she was confused on why he had left but the hiss of running water made her realize he had gone to take a shower. The image of his bare body arose just from pure curiosity but she quickly pushed the thought out flushing in embarrassment. How could she imagine such things of the person who willingly admitted he was going to assault her?! It repulsed Rose to her core just the thought of this wretched man forcing himself inside her yet at the same side their was a small part of her slightly curious. Why had he taken her here? Why hadn't he hurt her yet like the other girls? Sure the red slices upon her wrists from the handcuffs stung but nothing compared to the pain of his other rape victims. Taking in her police training, the young woman swept the room for anything to help get out. Squirming against the ropes just caused the course strands to dig into her already torn up wrists. A cord phone plugged into the wall was a bit a way but no matter how hard she tried to reach it with her slender long legs they fell just short. It seemed like he had deliberately set her in a spot where she could struggle but never escape. Just wait in agonizing fear for when he returned from the shower and did god knows what. She glanced at the clock, nine o'clock at night and the roads were clear despite the rare head lights of a passing car. Screaming wouldn't do good because William would just keep his promise from before. It's not as if she generally cared for the manager but having the guilt of killing innocents was something she couldn't bare. No matter the situation even now she wouldn't put their lives below her own. 

             So instead of fighting Rose settled down along the soft mattress giving in for now to the hopeless situation. Their was no point in putting up a fight for the time being as it would only weaken her for the future. Instead she would bide her time for the perfect moment to strike and she prayed this moment would occur before he decided to.. take her virginity. She lightly nipped her swollen lips shivering at the thought of this man so roughly taking her purity and the pain that would come with it. No, she had made a promise to save it for a special man and she would keep that promise! No matter what.