Chapter 8

The next morning.. or maybe two days later… I don’t know?

They were fucking never ending.

But now they were fucking finally done w/ their assault.

I sat up and saw them sprawled out. Each of them had a part of them touching a part of me.

I got up and went to the bathroom.

Only to see my body covered in marks.

Hickeys, bites, and scratches. 

All of them littered my body and it pissed me off.

I can’t believe how many marks they left. 

Whatever. 

I got in the shower and cleaned up.

“How come you didn’t wake us up?” Brat asks.

I glanced over and saw all three girls walking in clearly having just woken up.

I started to rinse off right as they stepped in the shower w/ me.

“Did you lose your voice?” Brute asks.

I just finished rinsing off then stepped out of the shower drying off and putting a robe on.

I went and grabbed some clothes.

Choosing to wear a hoodie w/ a tank top underneath and some sweatpants I got dressed quickly.

Not even seconds later the punks came out noticing me already dressed.

“Why are you dressed like that?” Berserk asks.

I just walked out of the room.

“Buttercup!” Brat calls out.

I suddenly feel one of them grab my wrist and I whip around and shoved her away.

Turns out it was Brute and she seemed shocked by my reaction.

“What the hell Buttercup?!” Berserk exclaims.

I just turn away and did my classic move of locking myself in a spare room.

For the next couple of weeks I managed to avoid them.

I kept myself locked in the room.

Yeah this place is big enough to where it’s pretty easy for me to avoid them.

Which really made them mad.

*Bang! Bang!*

“Open the fucking door!” Brute yells.

“Buttercup! We’re tired of this silent treatment!” Brat says.

“Don’t make us get violent!” Berserk threatens.

“Damn it Buttercup! Open up!” Brute says hitting the door harder.

These girls are annoying as fuck. 

I’m also getting annoyed at how persistent they get.

This is the third time today that they tried this.

“Buttercup.. if you don’t open this door then we’re breaking it down and tying you up. But that’s not all.” Brat says.

The sound of her voice was actually terrifying. 

Especially since her tone was.. darker.

And I swear I saw shadows creeping in from under the door via the small gap.

I then heard what sounded like a massager.

You know the type to help relieve sore muscles.

It took me a whole two seconds to realize what it really was.

Which got me to rip the door open and yep.

I was right.

Once the door was opened I saw Brat standing there w/ a toy in her hand.

“Smart move.” Brute huffs. 

Berserk went to grab me and I dodged her.

I walked past them and went to the living room and sat down.

I found a tablet and got on it.

“What makes you think you can just walk past us like that!?” Brute demands.

“Buttercup enough of this tantrum!” Berserk says.

“Seriously what gives?” Brat asks.

My jaw clenched. 

“When did you start biting your tongue?!” Brute asks.

“You know what you’re also wearing baggy clothes too. Which I guess isn’t too weird but you don’t typically wear long pants or long sleeves yet that all you seem to be wearing now.” Berserk points out.

“Are you going to answer us? Seriously if we didn’t want answers we wouldn’t have asked you so just spit it out.” Brat whines.

I heard a feminine laugh and looked for the source.

Only to see the sound was coming from their prisoners’ quarters.

Man these guys have been really active since I was taken again.

Weird.

Especially since it would have been best for them to be more active the first time around.

But then again I guess they didn’t really have the chance to.

After all they might not have known about me or the punks’ plan to take over New Townsville.

Until I walked into that area. 

“Hey why are you laughing bitch?!” Brat yells.

“Isn’t it obvious what’s wrong w/ your little green captive?” Ms. Blood’s voice rings out.

“If it was do you think we would be this hectic?!” Brute demands.

“You girls really are hopeless when it comes to human interaction.” She sighs.

“Just spit it out bitch!” Berserk orders.

“Fine. After what you did she feels violated. She doesn’t trust you girls anymore.” Ms. Blood says.

The way she said it sounded like she was explaining something obvious to a child.

Which.. isn’t far off.

“But we didn’t hurt her!” Brat exclaims.

“Do you seriously think that what you did, didn’t cause any type of damage?” Ms. Blood asks.

“We were gentle!” Berserk says defensively.

“Yeah we even did things to ensure she couldn’t do something that would make us see red and hurt her!” Brute adds.

“Answer one thing then.” Ms. Blood says.

“Fine what is it?” Brat demands.

“Did she consent?” Ms. Blood asked.

“Huh? What are you getting at?” Brute questions.

Ms. Blood sighed.

“It’s simple. Of course you girls probably never been at risk for this given how freakish you are.” Ms. Blood says.

“Just spit it out!” Berserk yells.

“Fine. For any female that’s.. in Buttercup position, if they don’t consent no matter how gentle you think you are it’s going to hurt like a bitch. Especially for a virgin.” Ms. Blood says.

“W-what…..?” Brat says in a broken realization type of tone.

“In short, you girls traumatized her. You hurt her. No matter how much of a saint someone might be good luck getting them to forgive you after you do something like that to them.” Ms. Blood says.

Her words made things click.

Why they were suddenly more active.

Why they kept provoking the girls.

Why even after all the beatings they kept getting louder and bolder.

They wanted to make them snap.

But not snap in the traditional way.

They wanted to make the girls loose all sense of reason.

To make them ignore my words and possibly attack me.

Just to make them devasted as they realized the relationship they craved. 

A relationship new to them in every sense. 

Is now completely destroyed and unable to be reformed.

But what’s worse is that it’s from their own hands.

They can only blame themselves because I did threaten them.

I warned them.

Yet they ignored me for their own desires.

Which now makes it’s obvious why they wanted sex so bad.

They knew that for my universe at least sex is what made a relationship solid.

At least in the sense that I was tied to them in some deeper way now.

And now they’re realizing that that deep connection they wanted isn’t what they wanted it to be.

Yes they had established it.

But I don’t treasure it.

The whole point was for me to treasure it.

That way I wouldn’t want to leave them.

“HAHAHA! How’s it feel?! You advanced your relationship w/ her just for it to turn out to be what’s going to cause her to hate you and never want you near her again!” The Oppressor yells.

Oh shit.

“We… no.. we couldn’t have…” Berserk says.

“W-what have we…. what have we done?!” Brute cries.

The girl is actually shedding tears?!

Actually.. All of them are!?

“Wait.. girls we were played!” Brat yells.

“What do you mean?” Berserk asks.

“Think about it. They were too active lately.” Brat explains.

“Now that you mention it.. they were active more recently than before.” Brute agrees.

“And look. Buttercup has her thinking cap on. She probably already placed everything together.” Brat adds.

“Which means they deliberately taunted us and had us pushed for more to get what we wanted knowing the effect it’ll have!?” Berserk says as the realization hits the punks all at once.

I coughed inwardly as I suddenly felt a huge amount of weight.

It was like gravity decided to gain 400 pounds and jump on me!

I glanced up at the punks and paled.

It seems like they’re making the gravity react like that.

I don’t fucking know how they’re doing it.

“Gah!?” The Conqueror exclaims.

“Why is there so much pressure all of the sudden?!” The Oppressor asks.

Wait.. does that mean…

This weird gravity increase isn’t limited to this room?!

They can feel the effects all the way in there?!

That’s.. honestly terrifying. 

Especially since this just means the range of this is huge!

And if this is their powers at work then this is the most over powered range attack ever!

“They’re… They.. ARe… SO DEAD!!” All the punks roared.

Then they quite literally teleported.

That’s the only acceptable answer for their disappearance.

Because the thought of them moving at such high speeds might just be too much for me right not.

Unfortunately for me the sudden mini vacuum coming from where they were just at and the delayed sounds of them running hitting my ears confirmed the more terrifying option.

Fuck..

I fell onto my ass as the situation hit me.

One not only are these girls terrifying strong.

But also two, they’ve been holding back on me.

And lastly number three.

If they really only kept me around for their lust then.. they could have brutalized me and I wouldn’t be able to do a damn thing.

“M-maybe.. I shouldn’t ignore them anymore…”