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Sweet Revenge (Nurse x Houdini)

Mara winced when she felt Ryan cum inside of her. She sighed a little and let go of her legs, her hands resting on either side of her hips now. She blinked a couple of times, her heart still racing from the orgasm she hadn't even gotten to enjoyed. She felt so strange that Ryan was hugging her to him like they were lovers. He'd played a major part in the pain she felt and now he was nuzzling her breasts. This was so messed up.
 
Ryan slumped over Mara for a few more moments, before getting up almost as if in slow motion, sliding his oozing cock out of her. A stray drop or two of semen drizzled out onto her stomach as he got up, but most of it was dribbling out of her swollen pussy. “You two go ahead out, guys,” Dan told the Chief and his partner. “I’ll get her cleaned up and everything.” After the two men who’d just screwed her had dressed and left, the tall, dark officer held out his hand to Mara. “Come on, get up,” Dan said softly.
 
Mara stayed laying almost lifeless on the ground until the Chief and Ryan had left. She had no plans of getting up unless someone forced her to. That was until Dan extending his hand to her gently. She reached her arm up and took hold of his hand and hoisted her tired, bruised, and even a little bit bloody body off of the ground. "Thanks," she mumbled to him but looked away, just so that he wouldn't slap her for being ungrateful.
 
Dan gently helped her to her feet, and set her down on the bench. He then went outside the cell, and retrieved her original clothes. "Here, you can put these back on," he told her, almost kindly. "Are you okay?" Dan asked as he handed them over, looking her in the eye. "Are you ready to go home?"
 
She took the panties and slowly pulled them up her legs, and lifted her butt off of the bench. She did the same with her jeans and then pulled on her bra and shirt. She ripped off the leggings and threw them onto the ground. "I'm fine," she lied to him, still avoiding looking into his face. When he finally caught her eye she nodded a little and tore her gaze away as quickly as she could, "Yeah."
 
Dan sat next to Mara on the bench, and slid his arm around her. "You're not in any condition to travel tonight," he pointed out, squeezing her close to his big body. "Why don't you come to my place and sleep in the spare bedroom tonight, okay?" he suggested quietly as she tossed away the fishnets.
 
Mara jumped a little when he slid her arm around her and squeezed her close to him. She shook her head and tried to pull herself away from him. "No...no. I just want to go home." she shook her head more and felt tears welling up in her eyes again. Now that the chaos was over she felt completely overwhelmed.
 
"Oh, that's okay," he told her. "You've done what we've asked," he pointed out. "So I'll just take you to the airport. Do you want to see Shayne before you leave?" he wondered, doubting that was the case. He took his arm away next and stood up, glaring down at her. "I have to say, you took all that pretty well. I feel kind of bad for it now."
 
"No," she growled when he asked her if she wanted to see Shayne. She wiped her eyes and sighed, feeling her bruised face. She was going to look like hell on the plane, she knew that much. People would probably stare at her. People would ask questions. Would she be able to tell them the truth? "You should feel bad," she muttered under her breath.
 
"Come on," he pleaded with her, heading over to the door and opening it, motioning for her to follow him out. "You look like shit. You probably won't even be able to get a ticket for a flight tonight anyway. You missed your original one. You want to rot in the airport, or get a shower and a warm bed for the night?" He didn’t really feel all that bad for what they’d done, but he wasn’t lying all the way. He did feel a twinge of conscience.
 
She slowly stood up and followed him, but tried to keep a good amount of distance between the two of them. "No," she insisted, shaking her head again. "If I go to your house," she said boldly, "You'll just find more men to rape me. I want to go home. You said you would take me to the airport,"
 
"Okay, okay," he protested, putting his hands up in the air to signify a surrender. "I'm just trying to do my small part and make things up to you," he explained. He opened the first set of doors, but instead of going through the next set into the precinct, he went sideways and led them out the back door outside. He stepped out into the dirt lot, and paused under the sweltering sun, waiting for Mara to follow him to his personal car. "Airport it is," he told her with a smile, turning to her.
 
Mara followed him up the stairs and out into the sweltering sun. "You have my stuff, right?" she asked him, referring to her suitcase and purse that they'd taken from her rental car. She followed him towards his personal car, her hands twisted together in front of her. It was hot as hell outside and she desperately wanted to get back to the east coast, where the weather was normal.
 
"I'll get it," he promised her. He beeped his Charger open, and slid the keys in the ignition to get the air running. "Sit in the car," he told her, pointing to the passenger seat. "I'll get your stuff from the cruiser." He left her at his car, and returned a moment later, huffing and puffing as he dragged her heavy bags around in the stifling heat.
 
Mara opened the door and sat in the passenger seat warily. The only reason she didn't jack his car and drive away was because he had her stuff and she didn't know where she was going. She buckled herself in and wrapped her arms around herself tightly. She couldn't help but smile a little when she saw Dan dragging her heavy suitcase. Served him right.
 
Dan had sort of loosely hoped she'd drive off. It would’ve given him a good excuse to chase her down and manhandle her again. But she didn't, so he tossed her bags in the trunk and hopped in the driver's seat, beads of sweat rolling off his forehead. "Ready?" he asked with a grin, shifting into reverse and pulling out of the spot first, then out towards the highway.
 
"Yeah," she murmured once he was back in the car. She pressed herself against the door and stared out at the passing Californian landscape. It was beautiful, to say the least. It was too bad that she hated California now and would never return there again. She rested her head against the window and closed her eyes.
 
Dan had never planned to take Mara to the airport. There were still four hours of daylight, since it was only about five o'clock, and he planned to use them to the full. He wasn't sure if Mara was sleeping or not, but about three exits down the freeway, he took the off ramp suddenly, although a huge sign clearly indicated that LAX was straight ahead on the freeway. The road he led them on was hilly and desolate, woods on both sides.
 
Mara started to doze off, pretty exhausted from everything that had gone down for her that day. She only woke up when she felt the car driving over bumpy ground. "Where are we?" she muttered as she lifted her head up. They were surrounded by woods. She'd flown in to LAX and knew that there were no woods anywhere near it.
 
"Going to the airport, babe," he mumbled, although it was obvious she'd know it was a lie. "Go back to sleep," he encouraged her, driving past a couple of houses, but then towards nothing but hazy, steamy desolation. He pressed harder on the pedal as if he was in a hurry to get somewhere, looking nervously over at Mara. “We’ll get you home pron-to,” he added with a reassuring grin.
 
She heaved a sigh and just closed her eyes again, letting her head drop against the window. "Okay," she mumbled, not having enough energy to really fight him. She didn't know anything about California, maybe this was the traffic-free way to get to the airport. She hoped so anyway, she wasn't sure she had to stamina to take any more abuse.
 
After another ten minutes or so, mostly heading uphill, Dan suddenly turned off onto a dirt path that nobody could have seen approaching unless they knew it was there. He bumped over the road for another minute or two until they came out on top of a mountain, parking in a little dirt flat space, the whole valley below revealed to them. "I thought I'd show you some of our famous California scenery on the way to the airport. Just so you'll have some good memories to take home with you," he explained with a chuckle, taking the key from the ignition and stepping out of the car. "Come on, walk to the edge with me."
 
Mara opened her eyes and saw that they were at a cliffside. She frowned and looked at him angrily. "What?" she shook her head again and reached out to try to stop him from getting out of the car. "No! Take me to the airport now! I don't want to see any of this. I can see it from the plane." she couldn't believe that he was pulling this. Maybe it was a nice gesture, but it angered her. She wanted to go home.
 
Dan had anticipated Mara objecting. He opened up the passenger door from the outside and started tugging at her hand. "Come on, trust me," he said. "You're just going to be sitting in that musty airport. You haven't lived until you see a West coast sunset. You can't get that back home," he reasoned.
 
"I don't care!" she screeched at him and tugged her hand away from him. She curled herself up in the car seat and wrapped her arms around her legs. He'd have to carry her out if he wanted her to get out of the car. "I don't want to see it. I want to go home! I never have to live if it means I can go home."
 
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