Talk Nerdy to Me

Chapter 4: A Woman Destroyed

Summary:

This chapter contains graphic depictions of rape. I have posted only that portion in this chapter. You can skip it if you need to.

Notes:

GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF RAPE AND ASSAULT. PLEASE SKIP IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO READ THIS PART.

Chapter Text

WARNING. BELOW THIS LINE IS GRAPHIC DEPICTION OF NONCONSENSUAL RELATIONS/RAPE/ASSAULT. SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER TO PICK UP AFTERWARDS

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Ra groaned softly against the fabric that was over her head. She was relatively sure it was a pillowcase. One of her own, most likely, as it was thin cheap cotton. A touch at her shoulder made her freeze, and try to catch her bearings once more.

A low soft chuckle came. Ra couldn't tell from which direction it was coming from. She gnashed at the pillowcase with her teeth, trying to remove it that way.

It didn't take long for them to retaliate. She saw stars as she was hit upside the head with something very hard, that made a metallic reverberation sound against her head. She tasted the coppery flavor of blood in her mouth.

"Don't you try that again," said the voice.

Ra stiffened. It was one of the men who had chased her.

Ra cautiously took stock of her surroundings. In addition to the pillowcase over her head, her hands were tied behind her back. Experimentally, she ran her fingers over the bonds. They were soft and silky - a necktie maybe? She was on her couch. They hadn't tied her to anything and her feet, still with shoes on, were free. Maybe she could kick them?

There was a rustling noise, and she felt a heavy weight on her lap. Heat radiated from it, and she felt the unmistakable hardness of a dick against her leg.

She inhaled sharply.

"There, now you get it," growled the man. "Do you have any idea how easy a target you made yourself?"

Ra swallowed her encroaching terror. "Get off me." It came out a breathless squeak, hardly words at all.

He chuckled. It was a dangerous, low noise, the sound of a predator. She tried wriggling back into the couch, pressing her bound hands into the cushions. His hands yanked her hips forward, stilling her.

"You live alone," he continued. "You have no friends from here on your social media. You're so damn open about not talking to your family. Post your ad up begging," he pressed his dick against her clothed core then, as if making a point, "just begging for students."

Ra tried bucking him off, to amused chuckles. It wasn't until then she realized he wasn't here alone. There were two other voices in the mix.

"No one coming to save you this time," another voice whispered in her ear. It sent chills down her spine. A frisson of fear ripped through her like ice in her veins, at the feeling of a knife at her neck.

"No one's even going to wonder where you are."

Silent tears pricked at the edges of her vision. They were right, of course. Her dad hadn't even tried to connect with her since she left his house. Her brother hadn't talked to her in years. She had no friends here, and the few friends she had back home weren't talking to her either. Her new friends were likely heading home.

That didn't mean she wasn't going to fight like hell the minute she could. She heard rather than felt a ripping noise, and the cool air of her apartment on her bare skin. The knife wielding one had cut her t-shirt straight down the middle. He did the same to her sports bra, and her breasts hung down.