Robert felt panic taking over as he heard Georgie’s crying get louder the closer she got to the door. That sick twisted bastard had fucking double crossed him. They hadn’t even fucking done anything yet and Robert had already been stabbed in the back. How the hell was he supposed to make this work now?

Then the door suddenly opened, Georgie was shoved in, and the door slammed shut behind her. She was crying loudly, her eyes wide with fear. She looked wildly all around the room, and then saw Robert.

She screamed, “No!” and ran to him.

He thought she was going to hug him, but instead she grabbed his arm and tried to drag him to the door, pulling as hard as she could, crying loudly, “You have to get out of here, Robert! You have to leave right now! It’s not safe here for you here! You have to leave!” She was completely hysterical.

Robert struggled to keep her from dragging him and tried to get her to let go of him, repeatedly shouting, “Georgie!” desperately trying to get her to focus on him so he could calm her down enough to talk to her.

While the two of them wrestled, the bastard walked up and when Robert noticed him, he shouted over Georgie, “You have twenty minutes to get her ready, Robert!” before he walked back to his equipment.

Robert knew exactly what he meant by giving him a time limit. Suddenly everything came into sharp focus. Seeing Georgie falling apart right in front of his eyes because of what had been done to her in that room gave him a firm determination. He knew what he had to do, and he didn’t have a lot of time to do it. He managed to grab her by the arms and using every bit of strength he had, dragged her over to the corner of the room furthest from the bastard, while she struggled against him wildly, crying about his safety.

Once he got her there he positioned her with her back to the room so all she would see was him while she continued to struggle. He held her by her upper arms and shook her, shouting “Georgie!” repeatedly until he saw her eyes finally focus on his face a little and she was quiet. He knew he had seconds to act before he lost her again.

He looked in her eyes, saying loudly, “Georgie, remember what Frankie said? She said you should trust me! I need you to trust me right this minute! Frankie said to trust me and I need you to do that right now! D’you understand?”

“Robert, what’s going on?” she cried. “It’s not safe for you here! You need to leave right now!” She was beginning to get hysterical again and he shook her a little to stop her before she could start ratcheting up.

“Georgie, I need you to trust me! D’you trust me?” he said. He could see a shift in her eyes as she focused on him again.

“One hundred percent,” she said faintly.

He put his arms around her and spoke quietly into her ear. “I promise nothing bad will happen to you here. No one will hurt you here. If you don’t want to do what I’m going to ask you, you tell me and we leave now. I love you and I will not let you get hurt. You’re safe with me. D’you understand?” She nodded against his shoulder.

“I want to make love to you in here. I won’t do anything you don’t want me to. The minute you say ‘stop’, we stop. D’you understand? You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

She pulled away from him, struggling because he’d been holding her so tightly, and looked at him with fear and sadness, crying, “Why are you doing this?”

Robert suddenly realized she already knew why he was here. She knew he’d made a bargain with the bastard. Robert heard the bastard say in his head, ‘She’s done this before’ and suddenly wondered what she’d been forced to bargain for.

“I can’t tell you that right now,” he said quietly, begging with his eyes that she’d understand why. She was still searching his face for answers and he could feel the minutes ticking away.

“Please trust me!” he whispered desperately.

She nodded but he saw what it was costing her to say yes. He could see her steeling herself to have sex with him and get it over with. He couldn’t let her do it like that, he thought with fear. He had to figure out a way to do this without hurting her. While he desperately tried to think of what to do, he was acutely aware time was running out.

He led her to the clothes and before he said anything, she said in a flat voice, “These are for me,” breaking his heart. She started to undress, her hands shaking. He took her clothes from her as she took them off, then handed her the pieces of the uniform one by one for her to put on, his own hands shaking.

She struggled to do the clasp of the bra with her shaking hands and he had to help her. It took both of them to do the buttons on the shirt because one pair of shaking hands couldn’t do them fast enough. He had to tie her necktie for her since she didn’t know how, but he had to do it three times before he got it tied because he kept messing it up. When she was finally dressed, it hurt him to see her like that, looking like an ordinary school girl, when he knew it was just to make her more enticing to the sick twisted bastard. She stood slumped in front of him, her eyes on the floor.

He hugged her tightly again, saying, “I will not hurt you. As soon as you say ‘stop’ we’re done, alright? You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” She nodded against his shoulder.

He let go of her and held her cheeks, making her look in his eyes, “It’s just us here, yeah? We’re the only two people here. Don’t think about anything else.” He could see her already starting to zone out when she nodded. He looked over her shoulder at the bastard who was watching them. He nodded once to Robert.

He led Georgie to the bed by her waist, making sure her back was to the bastard. He felt her stiffen in his arms the closer they got to it. He couldn’t do this to her, he thought frantically. He knew this would be like raping her. He to do something and he had to do it now before it was too late. He positioned her so that she was facing him with her back to the bastard and his back was to the bed.

“Georgie?” he said.

“Yes?” she said so quietly he almost couldn’t hear her. Her eyes were looking straight ahead but they were nearly blank. He was losing her.

He reached over and pulled her braid over her shoulder, sliding his hand down until he was holding the end of it and looked in her eyes, saying, “D’you know the very first time I saw you, the first thing I noticed about you was your hair?”

He saw her start to come back just a little as she blinked, and said, “No,” quietly.

“It’s true, Georgie. Your hair was the first thing I saw,” he said gently, keeping his eyes on hers. She focused on him a little more and he could see her taking in what he’d said.

“You were sleeping in the chair next to my bed. D’you remember? I woke up and saw all your beautiful hair on the quilt.”

He could see her remembering that night as she looked at him. There was a subtle shift in her eyes and her body relaxed slightly.

“Whenever I got to see you with your hair down, I always thought it looked so pretty. Y’know how much I love it when ya have your down, don’t ya?”

“Yes,” she said quietly, as she came back to him even more, her eyes getting softer as she heard what he said. He pulled the hair elastic off and started undoing the braid as he continued to talk.

“Y’know I wanted to touch it for a long time. You remember when I told you that, yeah?” he asked quietly. It was the night they made love for the first time.

“Yes, Robert. I remember,” she said softly, and at that moment, he knew she was there with him.

“I always thought it would feel like silk when I touched it. And that night, when I touched it for the first time, it was just like I imagined.” He ran his fingers through the bit of her hair that he’d just unbraided.

“It was?” she asked quietly. The expression on her face was changing, just like it had that night, when he’d confessed all his secret thoughts to her. He moved behind her to finish undoing her braid all the way as he continued talking.

“I even had dreams about your hair. I dreamt I was touching it. I dreamt you let me comb it,” he said quietly in her ear. He ran his fingers through her hair to loosen the waves, spreading it out over her back.

“Really?” she whispered.

“Really,” he whispered into her ear.

He pulled her hair aside to kiss her neck and she leaned into him. He kissed up and down it and her breathing deepened. She was completely in the moment with him now. He felt like this might be alright. If he could keep her with him like this, he’d be able to get through this without hurting her. She leaned her head back, putting her hand behind his head, pulling him to her so she could kiss him.

He stepped back in front of her and kissed her gently. She slipped her fingers in his hair as her tongue went in his mouth, kissing him deeply, rubbing his tongue with hers, exploring his mouth. When she released him, he sat on the bed and scooted back, gently pulling her by the hand towards him. She crawled after him, kissing him as she followed him. He laid on his back and she laid on top of him with her leg between his while they kissed.

She pulled away from him and he could see she was focused on him completely, her face glowing as she said, “Robert, do you remember the night you told me you thought my hair looked beautiful when it was down?”

“Yeah, Georgie. I do,” he said, surprised.

“At first, I couldn’t believe it, but then it made me feel wonderful inside. No one ever said my hair was beautiful before.”

Seeing her glowing face as she felt his love for her, made him forget everything else and he was alone in the room with her. She kissed him like she wanted him, pushing her tongue in his mouth, driving him mad with what her tongue was doing with his, and all that mattered were her kisses and her body writhing on his as he rubbed his hands all over her, feeling every bit of her.

While she continued kissing him, she moved her hand down to unbutton his jeans and pull the zipper down. Then she released him and got up, keeping her eyes on his, she had him sit up so she could take off his t-shirt. Then she pulled his jeans down along with the briefs, while he raised his hips to help her. She quickly pulled off her knickers and climbed back on him, her eyes looking over his body. When she looked into his eyes, he could see how much she wanted him.

She straddled him and lowered herself on him, letting him slide in her all the way, closing her eyes and moaning when she did it. It felt wonderful and he moaned with her. She was always so tight in this position, squeezing him more. He could tell by the look on her face how much she liked it, feeling him fill her up.

They started moving together, making love, and it was wonderful, but the longer they were doing it, the more Robert felt he was just going through the motions. He didn’t want to have an orgasm yet since they’d just started and there was so much time left he’d have to do this. He focused on Georgie’s eyes, making sure she was still with him while they continued making love. She was enjoying it, but didn’t seem like she was close to having an orgasm either.

After a bit, he sat up while he was still inside her. He looked over her shoulder at the bastard and he nodded once. Robert hoped that meant they’d gone long enough. He focused on Georgie, making sure she was comfortable.

“Georgie, d’you know when I realized you were the most beautiful girl I’d ever known?”

Her eyes widened slightly and she said quietly, “No.”

He kissed her gently then said, “It was the night I saw you comb your hair in front of the fire for the first time. D’you remember?” He could see it in her eyes. She remembered.

He held onto her and gently rolled her over, laying her down on her back and pulling out of her at the same time. She sighed a little, like she was disappointed.

“You took off your towel and I smelled your shampoo. It smelled so good I couldn’t stop smelling it. And I couldn’t stop looking at you, even though I tried not to, because you were so beautiful.” He untied her tie and unbuttoned her shirt, keeping his eyes on hers.

“When I hold you at night, you always smell so good. And you feel so good in my arms. It comforts me, Georgie. I always feel better when I hold ya. Y’know I can’t hold ya enough, yeah?”

She looked like she was melting from what he was saying as he helped her sit up so he could slip off her shirt and she took the opportunity to kiss him. He undid the clasp of her bra and took it off, then gently laid her back on the bed and kissed all over her breasts, feeling how soft they were under his lips before he teased a nipple, making it harden. She arched her back and closed her eyes, gasping and whimpering as he began suckling her.

When he released her, he said, “You skin is so soft. I love to touch you, to feel you next to me, against my skin.”

He put his hand on her thigh, asking for permission to touch her and she opened her legs for him. She began moaning and rocking against him when she felt his fingers slide over her. He teased and then suckled her other breast with his mouth, and she cried out, writhing on the bed.

“Your body is so beautiful. When I saw it the first time, I thought you looked perfect. You’re so beautiful, Georgie,” he said quietly, looking in her eyes. And she did look so beautiful in that moment, her face glowing, her eyes soft as she looked at him, filled with his love for her and desire for him.

He moved down kissing her ribs and stomach and then put his mouth on her. She arched her back crying out when she felt his tongue on her. She had her first orgasm almost immediately, rocking her hips against him and crying out as she shuddered.

Keeping in mind the time requirements, he took his time giving her the next one, bringing her close and then pulling back, making her whimper with desperation as she writhed on the bed and panted. When he finally took her over the edge, she was practically sobbing as she came, crying out loudly, her fingers holding him tight against her, writhing wildly from the force of it.

He climbed up on top of her, kissing her all over as he moved up her body. She laid limp underneath him, her eyes half closed, but when he kissed her mouth she put her arms around him and kissed him deeply. He entered her slowly, looking in her eyes and she wrapped her legs around him. When he started moving inside her, she whispered, “Fast.” She wanted more. She raised her hips to meet him while he thrust into her and it wasn’t long before she came again, digging her fingers into him and crying out.

It took everything he could do not to follow her, but he knew they hadn’t gone nearly long enough. He made love to her more slowly while she laid with her eyes closed, her arms and legs still wrapped around him.

Seeing her look like she was almost asleep, made him think about the one thing on the list he’d never done before. He didn’t want to do it, but with her being so sleepy it might be the best time. When he thought he’d reached the allotted time, he got as close to coming as he could, then pulled out and came on her stomach. As soon as she felt it, she looked at him, her eyes wide with shock, then turned her head away, squeezing her eyes shut.

He was horrified and found the school uniform shirt, using it to clean her up. As soon as he finished, she rolled over on her side away from him, obviously upset. He despised himself. He’d always thought it was degrading to do that to a girl and now he’d done it to Georgie. For the first time, he felt like he’d gone against his word and hurt her.

He leaned towards her, nuzzling her ear and rubbed her arm, whispering as quietly as he could so the bastard wouldn’t hear, “I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I was supposed to do it.”

She turned over to face him and looked at him with such sorrow in her eyes before she put her arms around him, pulling him close so she could put her mouth on his ear.

She whispered, “Its okay, Robert. I understand. I forgive you,” and then kissed him as if to comfort him. It broke his heart.

He kissed her back gently and she closed her eyes, looking like she was falling asleep again. He covered her with a sheet, pulling it up over her head. Then he got off the bed and pulled on his jeans before going to the bastard to look over the list. He was surprised. They’d finished almost all of it, with only two things left. But they were two things they’d never done together.

“How much time do we have left?” he asked the bastard.

“Twenty minutes,” he replied curtly.

Robert wasn’t sure, but he thought the bastard seemed upset. Maybe he was angry it wasn’t going as badly for them as he’d hoped it would.

Robert went back to Georgie, took off his jeans and laid facing her on the bed, putting his arm around her. She still had the sheet covering her and he rubbed her back to wake her up. After a minute, she pulled the sheet down but her eyes were still closed.

“Georgie?” he said quietly. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He could see how tired she was. He desperately wished he could let her sleep. He put his hand on her cheek and stroked it with his thumb. He really didn’t want to do this. He didn’t want to ask her to do what he needed her to do. He’d always wanted it to be something she would offer to do for him on her own.

“Y’know I love you, yeah?” he asked her. She nodded, looking at him intently.

“Y’know you’re the only girl I’ve ever really loved, Georgie. I want to be with you. I want to make love to you right now but – I need your help. D’you think you can help me?” He could see it in her eyes, she knew what he wanted her to do.

He leaned over and kissed her, then said quietly, “I don’t want you to do it if you don’t want to. I want you to say no if you don’t want to. I mean it, Georgie. I love you so much. I don’t ever want you to do anything you don’t want to.”

She replied quietly, “Its okay, Robert. I want to do it. I want to do it for you because I love you so much.”

She slowly got up on her knees next to him and took off the skirt. She let him look at her beautiful body for a moment before she laid on him and kissed him deeply.

“Robert, do you know when I first started to fall in love with you?” she whispered after she released him.

“No, Georgie.”

“Do you remember the first time you held me?” Robert remembered. It was that night in the kitchen. “The way you pulled me to you, it was so slow and gentle. Like you wanted to make sure I wasn’t afraid of you. You made me feel safe even before you held me.” He’d had no idea he’d done it that way, that he’d had made her feel that way.

She kissed and nipped up and down his neck, teasing him, making him breathless. Then she said, “Every time you held me, it felt like there was this warmth coming from you. It would go right inside me, making me feel warm and safe. I never felt that before.”

He was overwhelmed hearing how he’d made her feel and in that moment he was with her alone in that room again. She started kissing his chest, slowly moving lower. What she was doing to him was making him want her desperately, and she was nowhere near touching him yet.

“That first night you came to me when I had my dream and held me – I could feel how much you cared about me. You made me feel so safe and your warmth filled me up. When you left, that’s when I knew I loved you.” She kissed his stomach as she moved lower, driving him mad.

“Every day, you make me feel so happy. I never knew it would feel like this to be in love. I love you so much, Robert.”

She settled herself between his legs and he felt her hot breath on him. He closed his eyes and put his fingers in her hair to feel her movements as she started kissing him gently. Her lips were so soft on him and it was already almost too much, making him groan loudly. When he felt himself slide in her mouth, he immediately had to push her away because he could feel himself about to come.

He looked down at her and could see in her eyes how much she liked how she was making him feel. She started kissing him gently again and he laid his head back but he kept his eyes open this time. When he felt himself slide into her warm wet mouth again, he was glad he had, because he would’ve come right at that moment.

She sucked him gently, stroking him with her tongue while he was in her mouth making him completely lose his mind, groaning and writhing on the bed, until he had to push her away for fear he would come too quickly. Then she kissed him gently, waiting for him to come back from the edge before she slid him into her mouth and started it all over again.

When he thought they’d gone long enough, he gently pulled her up to lay on him. She looked at him questioningly as she laid on top of him. They kissed and then he whispered, “There’s one last thing, Georgie. We’re almost done. Is it alright if I get behind you?”

Her eyes got wide with alarm and he realized what she thought he meant and quickly said, “I don’t mean that. I won’t hurt you like that.”

She climbed off him, getting on her hands and knees so he could enter her from behind. He didn’t expect it, but Georgie started meeting his thrusts and it wasn’t long before she had her final orgasm. He continued for a while longer and then he looked back at the bastard for the signal he’d gone long enough. Now that he didn’t have to hold back, he had his orgasm almost right away. He gently laid Georgie down and covered her with many kisses and the sheet before he got up to face the bastard.

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I hope you liked this chapter.  It was definitely a tricky one to write because, just like Robert, I didn't want either of the characters to be hurt in that room.  And I hope you can understand why I spent so much time on the Christmas chapters.  It was necessary to show how Robert and Georgie's relationship had developed so that when they were faced with this terrible situation, the trust and love they had for each other would carry them through and help them survive it.

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