Chapter 6 - Inn (warning rape trigger)

Chapter 6:

Bump, bump, bump bump bumpity bump! Someone needed to do something about the road to town from the estate! Rose had been thrown out of her seat and onto the floor of the carriage 3 times now, how on earth Sean and the driver were still on their perch never mind the furniture still attached was beyond comprehension! She would have to talk to her father about having it fixed.

Besides the horrible ride, the scenery was quite beautiful. Lush green hills with spots of heather growing to add colour and fragrance. Giant trees in gatherings and groups were so eerie to cross through. The town was just reaching time for high tea when Rose arrived at the inn. As Sean unpacked with the driver Rose went in to have the room prepared and tea with sandwiches brought up. She was starving!

The inn was quaint with yellow papering on the walls, blue glass lamps in the corners along with a huge bookshelf on one end filled with an assortment of books and writings. There were round tables spread throughout and a staircase leading up to the rooms beside the bar. Rose loved the reading chairs in the corners by the bookshelf the most.... she may spend a night or two snuggled up with a book in one of those huge chairs. A kindly man stood behind the bar and introduced himself as Mr. McGrath the innkeeper. He had been expecting us and had two rooms prepared and a staff room for our driver. Sean’s room would be connected to Rose’s by a door that locks on one side....

Probably at my father’s request to make sure that I am always protected, thought Rose. As she looked around her room, Sean brought in her luggage and told her he was going to call the carpenter and upholsterer to pick up the items they brought before returning to rest and eat. As he was explaining his plan carrying her bags, Rose couldn’t help noticing Sean’s muscles and how his uniform made his butt seem perfectly round and oh so squeezable. With a blush rising ashamed of where her mind was racing, Rose looked away... anywhere but at Sean. This unfortunate action caused her assigned protector to think he had upset her with something and rushed over to see what was wrong. He was always so gentle with her. Rose said she just was tired from the bumpy ride and needed to eat and rest. Immediately Sean called for the innkeeper and asked when the food would be ready, made sure tea was set up on the table in the room and bustled around Rose like a nursemaid attending toddlers. She had to shoo him away with threatening to disrobe into more comfortable clothes... to this he abruptly turned on his heel, mumbling about helping the driver and closed her door behind him... thank goodness! Rose needed some space between her and this rugged Scottish man she had started developing feelings for!

Rose: As I relaxed into the room, and set about removing my traveling clothes…. I couldn’t help think back to these new feelings and wanton behaviors to do with Sean. It has been 4 months! You’d think a gal could keep her head in the game, especially with some man that is working for my family… what is happening to me?!

Unbuttoning my blouse and dropping my skirt to the floor, I was startled by a knock on my door. “One moment, please”, I call out while I search through my bags for a robe. The knob starts to jiggle, and I huff at the impertinent, impatience of this staff. As I am about to fling the door wide with my rage, it bursts open to reveal a drunk and disorderly man.

Looking him up and down in distaste, Rose can only assume he is lost and tries to redirect him down the hall to his room… however, in her anger, she forgot to find the robe and is currently standing in front of said man wearing only her undergarments and a blouse half unbuttoned to her ribcage. He didn’t miss a thing though as he leered at her with a smirk. “Just what I needed to finish my night, a vision to warm my bed” he bellowed. As he took a step forward, almost falling into the room, Rose tried to prevent him from getting any farther. “Oh no you don’t, I am not some whore at this inn for your enjoyment! I am a lady patron and you will leave my room this instant!” Rose all but charged at him. She may have underestimated his size and strength, or maybe her fighting lessons gave her too much confidence… whichever the case, the drunkard was an immovable mountain. As she went to push him out the door, he grabbed at her hands and pinned her against him by her waist. “Such a lovely tart, playing hard to get only makes my cock harder” his breath reeking of scotch and whatever he had eaten for probably the last couple days based on the food still stuck in his remaining teeth.

Rose: As his foul words rolled across my neck, I froze not sure if I should continue to fight or yell for help. Before I could even process that thought, the ruffian had twisted me around so hard that my back was to his front. I could feel just how much my fighting back and squirming was giving him enjoyment. Eeeewwwww! I started to scream for help, maybe Sean or the innkeeper would hear me, but the bloody man covered my mouth at the first peep. His disgusting paw covered in filth stunk and even as I tried to bite down on it as a last attempt to get out of this situation… he just laughed at me and pushed it more into my mouth… yuck! Oh Rose I thought, Now you’ve gone and done it! I’m going to be raped right here.

That was when the direness of the situation hit me, and I fought with all I had. Unfortunately, all that did was cause the brute to be more forceful. As he pushed me forward and fell onto my bed with me smooshed underneath him, I knew this was it and the tears just kept falling. I tried so hard to climb away, to kick and punch. Use his weight against him like my new trainer; Cain, had taught me. None of this worked, it just served to give him further access to my body as he ripped my clothes off every time I attempted to squirm away. Screaming as loudly as I could with his one hand in my mouth and his other fisting my hair i tried to break his nose with my head. He finally gave me some reprieve from his filthy hand just to shove a piece of cloth in my mouth so he could use both hands. I could feel a draft where my bloomers were and knew he had ripped them enough to allow him access while I was bent over the bed under him. As he struggled to pull his cock from his breeches to press into my virgin hole, he pinned my head down into the bedding so hard I could barely breathe let alone scream for help…..That’s when my savior showed up.

A younger gentleman all dressed as an English soldier barged into the room, and threw the drunkard off me. I couldn’t have skirted away and into a corner fast enough. All I could do was curl up in a ball and cry as they beat each other over and over while destroying my room. Finally the young recruit got the upper hand forcing the drunk out the room and kicked him down the stairs. He called for the innkeeper’s wife to help me but I was in such shock, I didn’t even realize she was patting my back and trying to console me. It was at this time that Sean came running into my room and found me still in the corner. When he reached out to touch me, I flinched away. Hurt shone in his eyes, but I didn’t have anything left to worry about his feelings. The recruit that saved me was berating Sean for leaving me so unprotected in an inn containing drunkards, it was like watching an old school marm giving her pupil a strict lesson… I couldn’t help but start giggling. Those giggles turned erratic and everyone in the room must have thought I had lost my mind! Maybe I did… that was the most terrifying moment of my life by far! As I settled my laughter, I found the recruit kneeling in front of me. Concern written all over his face, he introduced himself as Percival and had the most spectacular eyes. They were like a misty pool with moss around the edges… almost silvery blue, and they pulled me out of my trauma induced state.

“I was visiting an uncle that just moved into the area, and happened to stay here for the night on my way”, Percival was saying as he helped lift me off the floor by my arms. “Luckily for you, miss….” he continued, looking for my name I suppose. Sean spoke up at that moment, taking control of the situation again and bringing me over to the bed where a warm tea was waiting. “This would be Miss Lady Duncaster and I think we should look at a new room…”

As I peered around the disheveled state of my belongings, I realized that I really didn’t want to sleep in this room… not after the images kept replaying over and over in my mind of what might have happened. Sean saw what I needed before I even realized it. The innkeeper’s wife agreed and set about getting a new room ready, close to Sean’s. Percival bowed to me and wished me well, as he was about to leave, I quickly grabbed his hand and looked in his eyes, thanking him for saving me. “Miss Duncaster, it was my honour to help such a lady in need”, he replied. “If ever you need help from his majesty’s service, please ask for me”. “I hope to meet again under more pleasant circumstances”, he bowed again and kissed my hand then walked out the door. I just stared after him speechless… I mean what could I say?! I was still in shock, that I was able to thank him at all was a blessing!