Nick slammed his fist into Jessica's shoulder.

"Answer me, dammit! What the hell was AJ doing here?"

Jessica pushed herself against the back of the sofa, shaking her head and sobbing. "Nothing! I swear!"

"Nothing, my ass! Did you call him? Were you lonely?" Nick smirked down at her, fist poised to strike again.

"He...he...he...costumes...he brought some costumes for the tour...for...for..you." Jessica hiccupped out.

"This time of night? Who are you trying to kid?" He slapped her cheek so hard her head hit the wall behind her.

"I...Nick...right there...they're right there!" She pointed to the chair, crying hysterically. He was drunk. He had to be drunk. Things had been so good between them. That was it, she thought, he was drunk, just ride it out.

Nick turned his head slightly to where she was pointing. "He didn't just drop them off though, did he? He stayed. Why did he stay? Did you ask him to stay?"

"I..." Jessica didn't know what to say. Nick's temper was obviously flaring out of control, she didn't know what would set him off anymore. "I...I...I asked him to stay for a movie, but that's all." she whimpered.

"Sure you did. What was it?" Nick demanded.

"I...I...I...I don't remember." Jessica whispered, looking up at him in fear, knowing the reaction that response would bring.

"Of course you don't!" Nick screamed. "How could you remember when you were fucking my friend!" He pushed his face close to hers. She could smell the alcohol on his breath. "God, I can smell him on you!"

"No." she whispered. "No...we didn't...no."

Nick picked her up, throwing her over his shoulder, ignoring her loud cry of pain when her stomach connected with his shoulder. He walked quickly to the bedroom and threw her roughly down on the bed. Jessica drew her knees up protectively against her chest and watched horrified as Nick stripped his clothes off.

"We're going to get his smell off of you. You're mine Jess! I don't know how many times I have to tell you that! No one else can have you unless I say so!"

He pushed her backward and lay on top of her. Jessica tried to push him away but it was useless, he was far too big for her to try to move. Nick sat up, pinning her legs under him, and ripped her nightgown and housecoat off her. She batted at his arms and legs, uttering protesting sounds.

"Shut up!" Nick snarled. "I'll teach you! You're mine!"

He pushed her back down again and thrust himself into her. Jessica cried out in pain and then lay helplessly as Nick pounded relentlessly into her. He bit and clawed at her as he did so, occasionally smacking her face if she uttered a sound. It didn't take him long, he let out a groan and rolled off of her. She immediately rolled over and pulled her legs up into her chest again, trying not to cry out loud and disturb him more.

"Roll over!" he demanded, after a few minutes.

"No." Jessica whimpered, shaking her head. She wasn't healed enough for that. "No Nick, please no."

Without answering he grabbed her around the waist and flipped her over. Kneeling behind her, he pulled her hips up to him and thrust into her again. Jessica howled in pain, feeling the healing skin rip apart once again. She blacked out before he was finished and awoke to find herself shackled to the headboard.

She looked around the dark room, but didn't see Nick anywhere. "Maybe he passed out," she thought, hopefully to herself. Not that being shackled to the bed was a good thing, but it was better than being beaten and raped. "No!" she said to herself . "He loves me, he didn't rape me!" Another voice popped into her head. "If that wasn't rape, what was it? He raped you, sweetie." Jessica let out a low moan as she let that thought sink into her brain and then sucked back a breath as Nick stumbled into the room.

"You're awake now, huh? You missed a lot of fun." Nick jeered at her. Jessica noticed he was carrying a bottle with him, taking a drink from it every few seconds. "You're such a bitch. A slut. A bitch slut." Nick giggled and pointed at her. "I hate you." He shambled around the bed and sat beside her. He ran his hand over her breast and then pinched her nipple hard. "I gave you everything, let you live here, buy you things...and what do you do? Fuck my friend!" Nick grabbed her other nipple and twisted it as he pinched it. "Who would you like to do next? Or do you want AJ again?" Jessica tried to move her head before his fist slammed into it again, but she didn't manage it. "I hate you!" Nick screamed. "I hate you!"

Jessica stared at him with wide eyes, afraid to say anything, afraid of what he might do to her next. Nick stood up again and walked around the bed, pausing to gulp his drink. "I loved you, you know. I. Loved. You. But now I hate you!" Nick spit at her. "Slut!"

"Nick..I didn't..." Jessica protested.

"Shut up!" Nick yelled at her. "Since you like sleeping with my friends, some of them are coming over. I told them you have a lot to offer."

Jessica started shaking her head violently side to side. "No, please!"

"Yes, please! You can fuck one, you can fuck them all! But first..." Nick started to look around the room. "I need to brand you, so you that you will always be mine. So that those idiots know you're mine."

Jessica stopped her movements and watched him carefully. Brand her? What did he mean? Nick pulled a drawer out of the side table and tipped it's contents to the floor. "Ahh...perfect!" he exclaimed. Jessica looked on it horror as he lit the end of a cigar. "Now where should I put it?"

Nick drew his finger along her face, along her cheekbone and neck. "I think right here would be good." With a sudden movement he pushed the cigar into the soft flesh of her inner thigh, twisting and turning it, before pulling it away. Jessica gasped in surprise, then bit the inside of her lip to keep from crying. It hurt so bad. The ringing doorbell took Nick's attention away from finding another spot on her body to burn. He grabbed her hair in his hands and pulled. "Here they are now, be good to them, you hear?" He left her shackled and crying on the bed to answer the door.

Over the course of the day Nick and his two friends repeatedly raped and abused Jessica. She would pass out and then regain consciousness, only to pass out again. They had burned, hit, punched, slapped and kicked her. She couldn't keep track anymore of her injuries. The three of them were totally drunk and had a good supply to keep them that way for quite some time. Jessica awoke to see that Nick was laying naked on the floor, smoking and drinking, one of his friends was passed out cold and the other was on top of her. She lay there holding her breath until he was finished, and then let out a deep sigh.

"Hey, Nick man, I'm out of beer. Untie her and make her our slave!" the friend laughed.

"She IS our slave." Nick slurred out.

"I wanna see her walk around naked, I want her to get my beer! If she can walk, that is!" The friend slapped her on the butt as he winked at her.

Nick groaned and struggled to get up. He got one of Jessica's arms undone and then turned to his friend. "Let me see if we even have any more beer."

The other friend stirred on the floor. "No more, I had the last one."

"Great." Nick muttered. "Beer run."

The three pulled on their clothes and stumbled around the house looking for Nick's wallet.

"We'll be back, don't you move!" Nick pointed at her and laughed. "She won't move, will she guys?"

They nodded and laughed. "Don't move!" The three were still laughing as they walked out of the room and out to the car.

Jessica lay still until she heard the car start and leave the garage. She closed her eyes and prayed that Nick had left the keys in the handcuffs. Turning her head, she let out a small shout of joy when she saw the tiny keys dangling from the silver bracelet on her wrist. With some effort she got herself free from the restraints and tried to stand up. Her legs gave out on her and she collapsed to the floor. Crying now, she crawled on her hands and knees, desperate for a phone. Jessica finally found one in the living room. Pulling it down she pushed the first instant dial button, not really caring who it was.

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Kevin looked at his watch before answering the phone. Who would be calling at this hour of the day?

"Hello?"

"Help me! He's crazy! Help me please!" Jessica managed to croak out.

"Jessica?"

The line was quiet now. Kevin grabbed his jacket and flew out the door.