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260pain. Me? Care for someone I don%u2019t even know? Of course I don%u2019t.%u201dIt was later that night as she watched television and was lost in the joy of fiction despite imprisonment, that the door to her room opened, and Frank came in, excited and panting.%u201cI have her,%u201d he said. %u201cDo you wish to witness it, or shall I close this door and come in to fuck you after, when I am in an elevated state of arousal?%u201d He said.She stayed calm. Her mind raced. %u201cWhat%u2019s best for you, Frank?%u201dHe stretched out his hand and said, %u201cRemove your nightdress and come with me. I wont hurt you but I wish to gaze on you as I do it.%u201dShe removed her nightdress and took his hand like a bride taking her freshly married husband%u2019s hand for the first dance at their wedding ceremony. She took it and let him lead her out into the dungeon.The door to escape through is unlocked, she thought. But not tonight. Who would see her trying to run form this monster out there in the dark? She must go through this and find a way to repeat it in the cold light of day.The dungeon was lit, but not in glaring light. A single beam shone down on a woman in her late twenties, Stephanie thought; a pretty woman asleep and held in cuffs to the ceiling, and her ankles changed to the concrete floor. It was exactly where she had been. She had her clothes still on, what little she wore.%u201cHow did you get her?%u201d Stephanie asked him.%u201cNot now. I%u2019m too excited. Let me wake her. Stand here behind her with me,%u201d Frank said as he pushed a syringe into her and stepped back. %u201cIt will wake her.%u201dSeveral minutes passed and Stephanie used the time to try and look The Girl Who Cried Rape