When Dominique was escorted out of the Pit, she was expecting to go back to the original room, so she started to turn down the hallway. Juan, who was escorting her, quickly stopped her and took her down a different hallway, up a floor. The room she was taken to, which had a pin code to open the door, was extremely lavish. There was a comfortable couch with a TV, although it only had a DVD player with a few selections, no cable. The rooms had queen size beds with thick comforters and at least five pillows. They even got more dress choices instead of the prison clothing. Although it was still plain t-shirts and cargo pants, Dominique felt much more comfortable in something that made it look like she was wearing a trash bag. Right away Dominique slipped on a well fitting t-shirt, her tank top having a hole and blood on it, while changing into some pajama shorts. Once she was at the maximum level of comfort, Dominique sat down and started to go through the movie choices. Most of them looked good, all of them action movies.
Dominique sat patiently on the couch, waiting for Robin to come into the room so they could celebrate with a movie together. However, after an hour had passed, Dominique started to get worried. Robin was either taking his time with his opponent, or something bad had happened. Getting restless, Dominique started to pace around the flat, messing with her shorts. Dom could hear the pin code being punched in, perking up like a dog and staring at the door when it opened. She visibly wilted when she saw that it wasn't Robin, but instead Henry. "Don't look so happy to see me," Henry frowned. "I thought you'd be Robin... He's not back yet, I'm getting worried." Henry looked visibly agitated, closing the door loudly. "You're boyfriend just ran into some complications. He was an idiot and got himself stung by his dead opponent. Luxuria is taking him now." Dominique felt herself visibly get red, and she wished she could say it was due to anger. "Don't call him that," Dom snapped.
"What? You're boyfriend?" Henry prodded, taking a step closer to Dominique. She also took a menacing step forward. "No, stupid," Dominique growled, her fists clenching, and her face continuing to heat up. "Oh, so you two are together?!" Henry was yelling now, looking like he was about to explode. Dom knew she should have denied it, but instead she stayed silent, glaring up at the infuriated guard. Her silence sent Henry over the edge. Before she knew what was going on, Henry had back handed her. Startled by the strike, Dominique reeled backwards, stumbling but not falling down completely. Henry moved fast, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back. Dominique yelled out in pain as Henry bit down on the nape of her neck, the skin breaking. Henry was attempting to pull of Dom's shorts, but the fighter stomped her bare foot down on Henry's boot. The guard growled in pain, shoving Dominique away. Blood stained his mouth as the deep bite mark healed on Dom's shoulder.
"Don't make this so hard!" Henry yelled, fishing something out of his pocket, both people infuriated and ready for the other to attack. Dominique went to strike first, but when she heard the 'click' she fell to the ground as the phantom pain shot through her body, all the air leaving her lungs. Before she could recover from the shock, Henry kicked her in the head, knocking her out for who knows how long. When she woke up, not only was she naked, but she was on her bed, Henry frantically trying to undo his belt to his tightening trousers. Fear rocketed through Dominique as she quickly tried to roll over and run, but Henry caught her by the shoulders, shoving her down onto the bed. He had managed to get his pants pulled down enough, and when Dominique tried to push him away Henry shocked her with his abilities, causing Dom to go ridged, every muscle in her body painfully tensing.
When Henry finally stopped, he was already inside her, pumping his hips and grunting with each thrust. Dominique screamed, her unwilling body painfully fighting. She managed to get her leg out from under Henry's weight, kneeing him hard in the side. Henry grunted, this time in pain as he rolled off of Dominique, holding his side. Dom shot off of the bed, managing to reach the closed door of the bedroom, but not realizing the door was locked. The pause was enough time for Henry to grab her by the hair, yanking her back and covering her mouth. Once again Dominique jolted as electricity sent her cells ablaze. Henry didn't even bother dragging Dom back to the bed, he just threw her against the dresser and started to take her from behind. Dominique didn't even realize she was crying until she saw the ugly sight in the mirror on the wall. Senses going into over drive Dominique managed to use her strength, shoving both her and Henry backwards. Henry fell to the ground, Dominique taking multiple steps towards the door before she heard the clicking of the dog clicker. The same thing as before happened, except this time Dominique was in fight or die mode, her body working hard to over ride the painful conditioning.
"You stupid bitch!" Henry yelled, clicking the clicker again as he stood. This time the sound didn't have as much effect on Dominique. She still struggled to breath, but the pain wasn't so intense that she was knocked to the floor. Dominique stumbled to the door, unlocking it right as Henry grabbed her around the middle. Dom let out a frustrated scream as she was thrown back into the bed, Henry on top of her in a flash. Henry kept clicking the clicker, adding to the already intense pain Dominique felt with each thrust of his hips. Eventually Dom's ability to fight dwindled, her body tiring. She started to pass out when she suddenly heard a door slam open, the sound of two men yelling, followed by the sound of a skull cracking against a counter of some sort. The pain in Dom's lower area had stopped quickly, and she slowly started to regain awareness of what was going on. As her vision came back to her, Dominique looked to see Juan covering her with a towel hastily, while Robin was slamming his fist as hard as possible into the pudding of Henry's already crushed skull.
Robin looked absolutely enraged, his eyes wide and his teeth bare as he started to practically dent the floor with each punch. "Robin, stop! He's dead!" Dominique called out. The sound of her voice seemed to snap Robin back into reality, his fist frozen mid-swing as he looked down at the dead man. Dominique was shaking as she gripped the towel close to her, watching as Robin slowly got off of Henry, still looking angry. Dominique curled into herself, feeling slick blood between her legs, the internal pain taking a while before it subsided. Dom kept crying, burying her face into her knees.
Dominique sat patiently on the couch, waiting for Robin to come into the room so they could celebrate with a movie together. However, after an hour had passed, Dominique started to get worried. Robin was either taking his time with his opponent, or something bad had happened. Getting restless, Dominique started to pace around the flat, messing with her shorts. Dom could hear the pin code being punched in, perking up like a dog and staring at the door when it opened. She visibly wilted when she saw that it wasn't Robin, but instead Henry. "Don't look so happy to see me," Henry frowned. "I thought you'd be Robin... He's not back yet, I'm getting worried." Henry looked visibly agitated, closing the door loudly. "You're boyfriend just ran into some complications. He was an idiot and got himself stung by his dead opponent. Luxuria is taking him now." Dominique felt herself visibly get red, and she wished she could say it was due to anger. "Don't call him that," Dom snapped.
"What? You're boyfriend?" Henry prodded, taking a step closer to Dominique. She also took a menacing step forward. "No, stupid," Dominique growled, her fists clenching, and her face continuing to heat up. "Oh, so you two are together?!" Henry was yelling now, looking like he was about to explode. Dom knew she should have denied it, but instead she stayed silent, glaring up at the infuriated guard. Her silence sent Henry over the edge. Before she knew what was going on, Henry had back handed her. Startled by the strike, Dominique reeled backwards, stumbling but not falling down completely. Henry moved fast, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back. Dominique yelled out in pain as Henry bit down on the nape of her neck, the skin breaking. Henry was attempting to pull of Dom's shorts, but the fighter stomped her bare foot down on Henry's boot. The guard growled in pain, shoving Dominique away. Blood stained his mouth as the deep bite mark healed on Dom's shoulder.
"Don't make this so hard!" Henry yelled, fishing something out of his pocket, both people infuriated and ready for the other to attack. Dominique went to strike first, but when she heard the 'click' she fell to the ground as the phantom pain shot through her body, all the air leaving her lungs. Before she could recover from the shock, Henry kicked her in the head, knocking her out for who knows how long. When she woke up, not only was she naked, but she was on her bed, Henry frantically trying to undo his belt to his tightening trousers. Fear rocketed through Dominique as she quickly tried to roll over and run, but Henry caught her by the shoulders, shoving her down onto the bed. He had managed to get his pants pulled down enough, and when Dominique tried to push him away Henry shocked her with his abilities, causing Dom to go ridged, every muscle in her body painfully tensing.
When Henry finally stopped, he was already inside her, pumping his hips and grunting with each thrust. Dominique screamed, her unwilling body painfully fighting. She managed to get her leg out from under Henry's weight, kneeing him hard in the side. Henry grunted, this time in pain as he rolled off of Dominique, holding his side. Dom shot off of the bed, managing to reach the closed door of the bedroom, but not realizing the door was locked. The pause was enough time for Henry to grab her by the hair, yanking her back and covering her mouth. Once again Dominique jolted as electricity sent her cells ablaze. Henry didn't even bother dragging Dom back to the bed, he just threw her against the dresser and started to take her from behind. Dominique didn't even realize she was crying until she saw the ugly sight in the mirror on the wall. Senses going into over drive Dominique managed to use her strength, shoving both her and Henry backwards. Henry fell to the ground, Dominique taking multiple steps towards the door before she heard the clicking of the dog clicker. The same thing as before happened, except this time Dominique was in fight or die mode, her body working hard to over ride the painful conditioning.
"You stupid bitch!" Henry yelled, clicking the clicker again as he stood. This time the sound didn't have as much effect on Dominique. She still struggled to breath, but the pain wasn't so intense that she was knocked to the floor. Dominique stumbled to the door, unlocking it right as Henry grabbed her around the middle. Dom let out a frustrated scream as she was thrown back into the bed, Henry on top of her in a flash. Henry kept clicking the clicker, adding to the already intense pain Dominique felt with each thrust of his hips. Eventually Dom's ability to fight dwindled, her body tiring. She started to pass out when she suddenly heard a door slam open, the sound of two men yelling, followed by the sound of a skull cracking against a counter of some sort. The pain in Dom's lower area had stopped quickly, and she slowly started to regain awareness of what was going on. As her vision came back to her, Dominique looked to see Juan covering her with a towel hastily, while Robin was slamming his fist as hard as possible into the pudding of Henry's already crushed skull.
Robin looked absolutely enraged, his eyes wide and his teeth bare as he started to practically dent the floor with each punch. "Robin, stop! He's dead!" Dominique called out. The sound of her voice seemed to snap Robin back into reality, his fist frozen mid-swing as he looked down at the dead man. Dominique was shaking as she gripped the towel close to her, watching as Robin slowly got off of Henry, still looking angry. Dominique curled into herself, feeling slick blood between her legs, the internal pain taking a while before it subsided. Dom kept crying, burying her face into her knees.