He said nothing and turned her around, “my queen, now, I will have you as I always wanted… no one can stop us from our destiny as lovers” he said and trailed kisses on her covered shoulder.

She flinched “ Stefano, just get on with it already” she managed to breath out, trying to clean the blood off her palm somehow.

“ don’t worry Marlena, I’m just about to do so” with that he forcefully pulled the robe down her shoulders, his actions startled her; next, he extracted the robe’s silky belt. Stefano leaned into her, placing his hands on her waists, looking down, he saw her tight fists next to both sides of her body, holding her wrists he pulled them together behind her back, he tied them using the belt. This caused her breasts to raise up perfectly, he smirked.

Now she was afraid, “Stefano.. this… what.. what are you doing?” Mumbling was all she could manage right now.

He didn’t answer and placed his massive palm on her upper back,  slowly lowering her to lay on the bed, her chests are now resting against the soft fabric all the while her legs are still rooted to the floor beneath her, her white hills are still on.

“I know you like it rough... I can feel it, feel your energy... I know I’m right” he moaned and took off his remaining undergarments.

Actually, he wasn’t wrong, she and John were great fans of occasional rough sex, but never with him..never.. his caresses on her bare bottom, shook her back to reality.

John was shocked by what he was hearing. He stared at the monitor, it was still black, but he was too scared to look away after what he has just heard. All of a sudden a smack echoed the room and right away, Marlena’s loud cry. His eyes opened wide with terror.

The pain pierced her, echoed through her body, and she could still feel his hand on her bottom. She sobbed quietly and breathed deeply. There were no further smacks, but what came after was worse, much worse, excruciating.

He couldn’t believe it. He was inside of her. She was all he ever wished for and more. This view of her was hypnotizing. A Part of him kept telling him to stop, to not take her without her true consent but it was too late, he was too far away from himself to stop now. Maybe it was the wine, perhaps it was her but all he could think of, is John and what he was hearing right now, he listened to every smack, every moan, every whimper and Stefano relish on it.  

He knew what he was hearing. John closed his eyes and shook his head, but he couldn’t stop hearing her crying, Stefano’s ragged moans and her intakes of air. “ I’m sorry Marlena... I’m sorry”.

She couldn’t take it. His moans behind her, him grabbing her waist so hard, she would surely have marks tomorrow... “Stefa-“ she tried to talk but her tears and choked voice wouldn’t let her.

She shut her eyes, images of her past experience rushed and resurfaced. It took her so long to get past that, well, you never really do. Scars remained, and from time to time, something might trigger it back. It could be a sound, a smell..right now, it was Stefano.

She wanted to plead with him to stop, she wanted him to let her go, to finish this nightmare but instead, she just cried into the blanket, biting her lower lip.

His moans were becoming increasingly loud and fast as was his breathing. Her not wanting this was no longer in his mind. Now he was only thinking of his pleasure and what he wanted. She was his that now that was apparent. His need to take her and please himself was upon them.

“It won’t hurt my feelings, Marlena, if you are thinking of him” he hissed between forceful thrusts,  “I know he is thinking of you at this very moment.” he teased, his big hand is clutching the connection between her long neck and her right shoulder

She never opened her eyes from this point forward…

“Please God, end this quick.” was her last thought to herself.

The next several minutes felt like an eternity. The moans, from him, the gasped and whimpers from her. His words showed her he delighted in this. Every second, every minute that passed was longer and longer.

“Any man that has met you has dreamt of this moment just as I have, and now the feelings you are emulating in me are blinding me.” he went on and on with his words that stung her ears just as his actions stung her body. She felt sick and couldn’t wait for this to be over.

John’s eyes were shut. Even though he couldn’t see them on the monitor, he still closed his eyes but could do nothing to stop hearing it. He knew the sounds he was hearing. Tears fell upon his face. Hoping above all hope she was not in pain, hoping she would be able to live with this decision, the sacrifice she had made. Made for him.

“I will forgive you Doc, I will never hold this against you or over your head. This is my promise to you always. Please let this end for her sake and for mine.” he cried and fell to his knees.

And just then the power went out. Everything was black as the night. John could hear no more sounds, no indication of what was happening now.

When it was over he untied her wrists, she straightened up to her feet, they were shaky. Marlena dressed, and opened the door, sniffling and wiping her face. Stefano followed behind her to the door. He touched her shoulder, she flinched with a gasp and shut her eyes.

“This is a night I will never forget Marlena, I hope you feel the same.” he grinned, handing her the key to the dungeon. “You and John can show yourselves out, I assume.”

She opened the door and shut it as she left.

“Yes Stefano I too will never forget this night as long as I shall live,” she whispered as she walked down the hallway, willing herself to have the strength to get to John before she collapsed.