Fuck. Rogue needed freedom, it had been days now since she had been able to use chems, fuck, drink, smoke, eat or even move around freely. This slave business fucking sucked more than anything else in the fucked up world. Pleasing Lucian was not an easy task and the blonde began to wonder if girls ever fucked him willingly. He was rude, arrogant, and rough, Rogue honestly couldn't wait to serve her prison term and hit the fucking road. A better part of the plan was to take the miserable bastard out so that no one else had to deal with him ever again, including Rogue.<br/><br/>Another fucking game. So far his so called games were not games, they were methods of torture that he probably picked up somewhere in whatever fucked up military he had trained with. Truth be told though he had teased her long enough, he had beaten, ridiculed, raped, and tortured her long enough. Rogue was growing very tired of his fucking games but the minute his brought his hand down hard on her pussy and his other hand around her neck tightly she almost came. It would have been humiliating but it was something that she needed so fucking badly.<br/><br/>Rogue almost wanted to lie just so he would slap her again across her bare wet cunt. A loud sigh left her, moving her entire body in the heaving breath. Her blue eyes glanced at Lucky as she worked to come up with the perfect story. "Lucian, it's like a first date but usually you ask the girl this stuff before you fuck her." Rogue let out a light chuckle at the comment even though she knew there would be hell to pay eventually for the sarcastic comment. "But I actually came from Amarillo, Texas born and raised." Rogue had a feeling that she knew what he was getting at. The information that he wanted about her past that Rogue wanted nothing to do with. Even Lucian knowing her real name was dangerous if he's been through files and then there's also the brand hidden away on her body.