Fear of Falling [Treasure Planet Fanfic]

Chapter Fourteen: Our Last Hope

A/N: WARNING! CONTAINS IDEALOGICALLY SENSITIVE MATERIAL, NUDITY, AND FORCED SEXUAL THEMES. IF ANY OF THESE OFFEND YOU, PLEASE SKIP AHEAD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

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The only thing on Vanessa's mind as she was forced back onto the vessel was how Jim was doing, and hoping he was better off than they were.

"Hurry up! Let's get off this blasted planet before we be blasted into wee wee bits!" Mr Onus ordered.

Vanessa was thrown over the shoulder of a man who took her up the ladder. She struggled in attempt to be too much for him to handle, but his grip was too strong.

"Where do ye want the prisoners?"

"The brig, dumb dumb, where else?"

They took Doc down first, then the captain, then B.E.N., who tried to play dead like it was going to free him. Vanessa's captor had taken two steps down the stairs to the brig when he was interrupted.

"Hey guys . . . Silver be gone . . . who wants to be havin' a bit o' fun with the cabin girl?"

Oh no . . . no! No! NO!

The cat calls and whistling started up instantly, striking fear into her very heart. She toiled and flailed as hard and fast as she could, "No, p-please!"

"Aww, eyeball that, lads! She's so eager to get started!"

"One at a time, or all at once?"

"We be on a planet 'bout to explode! We canna be usin' the lass at the same time,"

"Who wants the lass first?"

After being jostled around from crew member to crew member, they settled on the obese alien that worked the laser cannon. He took her down a separate staircase to the cots below while covering her mouth with his sweaty hand to keep her from screaming.

"Relax lass, ye'll get yer medicine in a few," he sniggered.

The man took her to a corner of the room and slammed her down on the hard wood floor, sending painful shocks to her spine. Vanessa tried to scramble away, but with her hands bound behind her back, she could only get a few feet away before he was on her.

"None a that escapin' stuff, ye hear me?"

"G-Get off of m-m-me!" she shrieked, continuing to squirm. She heard the "snip" of a knife being unsheathed and gasped as she felt the sharp blade stab into her side, "AH!"

"I told ye none a that!" he slapped his meaty slab over her mouth, almost covering her nose to the point where she couldn't breathe and his putrid stench filled her nostrils. The pirate towered his knife to the bottom of her white blouse and tore it open, revealing her low cut, dirt covered tank top.

"We be gonna havin' a great time, ye and I,"

Vanessa realized her chest was heaving with fear and her honey eyes filled with tears. All she could see was his small head and tiny round eyes gaping at her hungrily, licking his lips in anticipation. She closed her eyes against the brute and whimpered helplessly. He cut open her tank top, exposing her bare breasts and shame of what was to come over powered her. He grabbed her right breast in a rough and painful manor, and when it had become swollen and bruised, switched to the left one. She winced and yelled as he violated her body.

STOP! PLEASE STOP! DON'T DO THIS! She shrieked inside. The tears streamed down her cheeks, slightly distilling the stench of his hand.

"Oh, I love it when they cry," his deep voice hummed in her ear. After he had punished her chest enough, his touch trailed south of her stomach. Instinctively, she closed her legs and arched her back to try and push him off, but his massive body fat glued her to the floor.