Gadget Caught Alone

[Guest]

Will the rat actually keep his word, and provide Gadget with Bink's antidote (provided she's even poisoned in the first place)? Will Tammy and Bink's mother ever be able to look Gadget in the eyes ever again for setting this up? How will the other rangers react to what happened? Or will Gadget try to clean everything up so no one will be the wiser? These questions, and more, will (hopefully) be answered in the next coming chapters of 'Gadget Caught Alone'.

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued (finally)

“The body is nothing but an organic machine,” Gadget desperately repeated in her mind, over and over again. The tremors of her unwanted orgasm had finally faded, but the emotional and psychological effects lingered. “The body is just an organic machine.” She tried to divorce herself from the fact that her body had responded to the sexual attentions of her captor... it was all an unconscious, mindless response to physical stimuli. There was no connection, whatsoever, to feelings of desire or affection for the rat... the monster... the creature that was doing this to her. “The body is just an organic machine.” But no matter how often she repeated the fact to herself, the shame remained... and spoke so much louder than reason.

The beautiful mouse continued to sniffle and sob as the rat climbed menacingly over her. The sobbing soon ebbed as shame gave way to fearful anxiety... this was it, he was going to mount her. He practically cooed as he gazed down upon her angelic features. This was Gadget Hackwrench, in her bare fur, in her own bed, on her back, legs spread, for him... all for him. His cock twitched in anticipation of the joy it was about to receive. He roughly worked a paw behind her neck, gripping just above her shoulders as his other paw reached down to aim his fleshy spear at his trembling victim.

In her anxiety, Gadget stared up into his leering face. In his lust filled eyes and toothy sneer she saw no hint of concern or mercy. She clenched her jaw as she felt the tip of his leaking prick press into the damp folds of her sex. A soft whimper escaped her trembling lips as she saw his body tense in preparation for the assault. Then...

“Nng!”

“AAHH!”

Gadget's head jerked back, mouth open, eyes closed as the rat stabbed himself into her. This was nowhere hear as gentle as when he mounted her from behind in the bathroom. He didn't take his eyes off her as he savored her pained expression. Again...

“Ugh!”

“AAH-OW!”

She couldn't stop herself. Gadget reached up and gripped his strong arms as he forced more of his long, thick organ into her. When she felt him withdraw slightly she dared to open her eyes and peek at his expression. He waited her her to begin to unconsciously relax, then suddenly slammed into her as hard as he could again and again until he was buried to the hilt inside her. In the aftermath, Gadget simultaneously whimpered and panted. Her little cunt, stretched almost to its limits to fit the rat's sex, ached from the forceful intrusion. She squeaked in surprise as he grabbed her head with both paws and craned her face up as he scrunched down to kiss her. He mashed his lips against hers. Gadget grunted in disgust as once more the rapist jammed his tongue into her mouth and freely explored within. Her little paws squeezed and gripped at the muscles on his arms as he proceeded to pump his hips.

Gadget had no choice but to lay there helplessly as he violated her in both ends at once. She gave up. She let herself go limp, releasing her grip on the rat's arms, allowing hers to flop onto the bed. She opened her eyes and looked up with a blank expression. There was a dark gray blur, varying shades of tan haze beyond... she didn't bother to focus her vision and let her gaze wander aimlessly as the rat's large muzzle pushed her head back and forth. Her tongue lolled about lifelessly as it was stroked and battered by the hot, slimy intruder. Gadget resigned herself to being a mindless sex toy, waiting for the rat to finish up inside her and toss her aside like those blowup dolls she'd heard humans use.

The rat moaned in ecstasy as he pulled his head back, enjoying the tight grip of Gadget's womanhood as he casually thrust into her. Looking down he watched as her head bounced in time with his thrusting, a lifeless expression on her face. He growled to himself... she couldn't escape that easily. He wanted her to be aware of every second of her violation, she couldn't just turn herself off to avoid experiencing it. Her blurry vision barely registered the movement of one of the rat's arms and her mind could have warned her about what was about to happen, but she had stopped acknowledging the outside world until...

POW!!

Gadget's vision suddenly sharpened as her gaze shot across the room. There was a ringing in her ears and a powerful sting on the side of her face. “WHAT?!” The word barely had time to form in her mind when her vision caught the backside of the rat's paw flying at the other side of her face.

POW!!

She quickly looked up at him, the ringing in her ears barely having faded when the rat barked, “LOOK AT ME, BITCH!” Gadget obediently focused on his eyes as she began to cry. Her breath came in fits and starts, the tears rolling down the sides of her face until they became lost in her golden mane. Through those tears she could see his angry snarl mutate back into the sleazy leering grin she had come to hate. “Good girl,” he breathed as he resumed fucking her. “That's it,” he grunted, “Look at me while I fuck you. Look at me while I rape your pretty body.” He panted and grunted as he continued thrusting into her trembling form.

“I want this over with,” Gadget silently cried to herself, “I want this over with!” She started clenching her vaginal muscles, trying to increase the stimulation her rapist was experiencing, hoping she could hasten his climax. Her efforts weren't going unnoticed.

“Oh, that's a good whore,” the rat crooned, “You're getting into it, you little slut!” He practically laughed as he began thrusting into Gadget faster. “Yeah,” he panted, “Take it, bitch. Take that hard rat cock!” Her features twisted in anguish as she listened to him. “You wanted it this way,” he continued, “All a' you mousie girls want to have a rat force himself on you... take you. Use you like a worthless piece of ass!”

But what a wonderful, 'worthless' piece of ass she was! He propped himself up on his arms so he could admire his prize as he continued to vigorously pump his hips into the lovely mouse. The plush pillow cradled Gadget's head, that luscious mane of gold tresses framing her beautiful face. Her wondrous blue eyes gazed up at him pitiably while beneath that cute pink nose little grunts escape from between those soft, delicate, slightly parted lips. She was even blushing... thanks to the blood that flowed to her cheeks after he smacked her around. His eyes trailed down lower. “Oh yeah,” he husked as he watched Gadget's firm breasts bounce with each thrust he put into her. “Damn, you're beautiful!” he exclaimed, returning his gaze to her eyes.

Gadget's only response to his lustful comment was to sniff back her tears. She continued to look up into his eyes, afraid to look away for fear he'd get angry again. She didn't want to find out how much worse things could get. He wasn't even being truly rough, yet it felt as if his large cock was stretching her vagina to its limits, driving... stabbing... deep into her body. He grabbed her wrists and pulled them up, pinning them up on either side of the pillow before pounding into her even harder. “Ugh-ooh-ow-OW-AOW!” Gadget cried as he assaulted her, putting his whole body into the action.

“Take it!” the rat grunted as he admired the way her entire body shook, her breasts dancing wildly on her chest, bangs flying about above that pretty, pained face, “Take it you stupid whore!” It felt so good to verbally degrade her... he was taking her body and her dignity. “Worthless slut!” After a few more powerful thrusts he slowed down, pumping softly. She opened her eyes again and looked up at him, crying. The rat smiled as he saw the anguish in her eyes. “You loved that didn't you?” he asked, mockingly, then nearly laughed as he witnessed how her face twisted up as she whined a wordless response. He laid his full weight on her, grabbing her bangs and yanking her face up to look at him as he gave her long, slow thrusts. “Yeah, you like being fucked like a whore,” he told her, “A dirty, fucking whore.” The rat lifted himself off of Gadget's naked body. “Okay, sweetheart... on your hands and knees,” he ordered.

After the rat had removed his throbbing shaft from her, Gadget could feel the empty hole it left behind... almost like he had hollowed her out. Her body had only started to try to close up when he ordered her over. She slowly rolled herself onto her front and began to lift herself up on all fours. Gadget hung her head shamefully as she raised her rump into the air, right up at the face of her rapist, her little mousehole still slightly agape from his earlier penetration. She sniffled as she waited there, waiting to be taken from behind. That's when she realized she had her tail tucked. Remembering the orders he'd given her the last time she'd given him this view, she lifted her tail. Gadget whimpered as it dawned on her... he no longer had to order her to do it. She was exposing herself invitingly on her own... like a whore.

-to be continued...

[Guest]

Oy! You just knew he was going to draw this out! I'm glad you were finally able to continue this.

[Guest]

Another chapter! Doth the end draw near?
Mmmmmm, could be!

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

There was a momentary hesitation on Gadget's part before she concluded the rat's statement was likely an order to be obeyed rather than a warning of what was next. She lifted her body up and began to move back, closer to his waiting cock. Reaching back, she found his throbbing organ and aimed it at her sex. The rat could see the emotional torment written all over her face as she looked up at him... she was doing this willingly and hated herself for it. As he placed his paws behind his head he radiated triumphant smugness. “Oh God,” Gadget lamented internally as she recognized his sense of power over her, how he silently gloated over her submission to him. She choked back a sob as she felt his engorged head press into her folds. Slowly she lowered her weight onto him, taking his large prick into her passage as gently as she could, trying to exercise what little control she thought she might have left to ease her suffering.

“None of that,” thought the rat, as if reading her mind. Having closed her eyes, Gadget didn't see the rapist's paws go for her broad hips. He left her no time to prepare herself as he pressed down on the mouse's hips and thrust upward with his own. Her eyes shot open as he stabbed himself into her, causing the poor mouse to squeal in pain and surprise. Giving her no time to recover he continued bucking his hips wildly, withdrawing only a little before slamming back into her. Gadget jerked about as she tried to steady herself on the wild animal beneath her. The rat nearly laughed out loud at her predicament, seeing clearly why it was called the 'cowgirl' position.

Gadget grabbed hold of the rat's forearms, finally giving her some stability. Her whole bed rocked as the rat's large body undulated on top of it. Her voluptuous golden mane danced in waves as she rode his bucking hips. The rat reigned in his desire enough to time his thrusts so Gadget's breasts bounced in time with him. The view it offered him was spectacular, far better than any he'd imagined while preparing for this night. Gadget grunted through her clenched teeth as a familiar stirring rose in her. “No... NO!” she cried out in her mind, “NO! NO! NO!” Her body was once more responding to the mechanical stimulation it was receiving. But despite her refusal to accept it, all that left her throat was a lustful, “Nng! Nng! Nng! Nng!”

“Oh, yeah!” the rat growled in appreciation, “Damn, you're hot!” As he continued bouncing Gadget on his cock he issued another command for his gorgeous slave. “Put your paws up behind your head,” he gasped, “Stick out that chest and show off those pretty titties for me!” Her mind was too clouded by the shame of subservience and hormones to properly appreciate the magnitude of what she was doing and swiftly complied. She swung her arms up and brought her paws behind her head and thrust out her bouncing bosom like a shameless porn star. The rat moaned savagely as he enjoyed the show while her hot, tight sex stroked his straining shaft.

“Ugh! Ohh!” Gadget moaned as her body continued to conspire against her dignity. “Oh, God, no! NO!” she implored silently as she felt control slip from her grasp. It was as if it wasn't even her body anymore, somebody had highjacked her form and denied the option to flee the cockpit. She was a hostage in her own skin. Her mouth hung open as a feral betrayer surrendered her body to the attacker. “AH-OUHH-OOH-OOH!!” she howled as another undesired climax wracked her body.

“Yeah!” the rat growled, “Come for me, baby! Come for your lover, you WHORE!”

Gadget's orgasmic moans soon descended into shameful wails as her mind cleared and she realized what she had done, what pleasure she had given the rapist. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she sobbed. Her arms dropped as she fell forward onto the rat's chest, his body still bucking beneath her. She felt his arms fling up around her as if she had just fallen into a trap, then felt him start to heave over, one arm keeping her pinned against his chest as he swung her underneath him. As his weight plowed her into the mattress Gadget let out a little grunt, then looked up at her assailant as he propped himself up on his arms, peering down at her. Another tiny grunt popped out as he grabbed her shoulders and hoisted her bodily further up the bed so that her head was planted squarely in the middle of her pillow. It no longer felt like the pillow she laid her head upon just a few minutes before, the center had been bored out by his broad head and it reeked of his masculine scent. “Just get it over with,” she pleaded mentally, “Please, just get it over with!”

“Yeah,” he gasped before demanding, “Now, wrap you legs around me, bitch!” Gadget complied almost without thought, raising up her short mouse legs and trying to fit them around the rat's waist. She was almost on autopilot, complying with any demand as long as it meant it would all be over sooner. Her tiny feet barely touched just above the base of his thick tail. “That's it, baby!” he cooed lustfully, “You're such a good whore!” The rat resumed pumping into her, but with greater urgency. He was done playing, he wanted to finish her off, shoot his load inside her cunt... plant his seed inside her.

The rat flung his head back as he pounded into Gadget's little body, grunting like an animal in his abandon. “This is it,” she thought with an odd mixture of anxiety and relief that twisted in her stomach. She reached up and placed her paws on his shoulders as he hammered away between her thighs. Gadget clenched her teeth as his cock assaulted the walls of her sex, its head bashing against the entry to her womb like a battering ram. She dug her little claws into his shoulders, her legs tightening around his waist.

“Bitch!” the rat spat out in growing frustration, “Dirty- whore!” His release seemed to be slipping away. “Take it! TAKE IT! WORTHLESS! FUCKING! WHORE!” He grabbed her wrists and slammed them to the bed. Looking down at her he barked, “Look at me, BITCH!” Gadget stared up at him, flinching as the word 'bitch' sent a spray of saliva onto her face. “You're gonna have my baby!” he spat through clenched teeth, “You whore! I'm gonna plant my seed in your slutty little body! Gonna breed you like a bitch!” There it was... he could feel it... “Just like you wanted! You WANTED a rat to force his dick into your fuckhole!” He was getting close... “You wanted a rat to rape you! You stuck-up whore!” Closer... “You WHORE! Say you love me!”

Gadget stared into his eyes in disbelief. He couldn't be asking what it sounded like he was asking. She couldn't do that.

“SAY IT, BITCH!” he yelled, sending his open paw colliding across her face, “DO IT!”

After he slapped her a second time Gadget cried out, “I LOVE YOU!” It hurt just to say it. “Oh God, what have I done?” she wept in her heart.

“Keep saying it, bitch!” the rapist growled as he resumed violently fucking her.

“I love you,” she choked out again.

“Keep saying it till I cum!” he ordered, still looking down upon her.

“I love you,” she repeated, looking up at him through her tears.

The rat growled and grunted as he violated her.

“I love you.”

He was almost there...

“I love you.”

There... there...

“I love you.”

“HERE IT COMES, BITCH!!” he snarled as he came, staring straight into her eyes.

Gadget let out a strangled squeak when she felt his cock spasm inside her. She could feel his hot, thick, sperm-laden semen fill every last crevice in her vagina. There wasn't much after the four loads he'd already spent, but with the mass of his erect penis jammed inside her mouse hole it felt like so much more. And he was making sure it all went inside her as he kept his full length buried to the hilt, each jerk squeezing a little bit more of his seed against the entry to her womb. Gadget's legs lazily slid from around the rat's waist. It was over... as far as she knew. And as the spent rodent collapsed onto her, it certainly seemed so, even if his softening prick did give the occasional twitch as it lay buried in her defiled womanhood.

“Damn,” the rat sighed as he laid down on his victim, unconcerned with how uncomfortable it must be for her to be buried under his heaving mass. He'd done everything he'd planned to do to Gadget and more, but he felt he'd cheated himself. He hadn't put as much effort into tormenting her over her potential pregnancy as he had wanted. It was so rushed. He wanted her to think about it. Really think about it. That settled it, he had one last indignity to inflict upon her... just as soon as he caught his breath.

-to be finished, hopefully...

[Guest]

Another good chapter. I just REALLY hope this bastard isn't just playing Gadget. I also wonder how she is going to live through this (if she does.)

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

The rat smiled drunkenly as he laid prone on Gadget's body. His own breathing had slowed, allowing him to feel her breathing beneath him. He loved the feel of her firm and bare breasts squeezed up against him with every strained breath she took. And he couldn't help grinding his hips into her, even though his cock had begun to decrease from being a raging column of sexual frustration and the last drops of his latest load long since deposited into his victim. Every surface of Gadget's cunt was coated with his cum. It was such a wonderful thought... and such a wonderful way to torment her.

Gadget was filled with anxiety as she felt the rapist roll off of her. It became easier to breathe, his violation of her was almost certainly at an end... that thing was out of her. But... could she trust him? Why should she? Why wouldn't he just kill her and eliminate the witness? She forced that thought out of her mind. Gadget's body trembled noticeably when the rat placed his paw on her chest and slowly trailed down the valley between her breasts.

“Mmmmm,” the rat hummed before saying gently, “That was wonderful.” She winced when he leaned in to softly kiss her cheek as if he were her lover. Her teeth were clenched, her lips quivering. Gadget wanted to scream. His paw made it's way down her taught, trembling tummy, down past her navel where he rubbed gently. “My seed is inside you,” the rat cooed, “My sperm is swimming in your womb, Gadget.” He could see the pain in her face, how she squeezed her eyes shut, lowered her ears tight against her head. He softly kissed her cheek again, before continuing, “We're going to have a baby together, sweetheart. And you're going to be a wonderful mother for our child.” An angry, frustrated squeak escaped Gadget's nose as the words, and the ideas they carried, burrowed into her mind. “And I think we should give our baby a good start,” he continued, “Maybe a meal of thick, creamy protein.”

“Oh God!” she cried in her mind, “Not again!” Up to this point she had kept her face pointed away from her captor, but slowly, haltingly her head began to turn. There was a brutal war being waged by her logic, which insisted that she obey, and her dignity, that was fighting to prevent its flame from being snuffed out by this monster. She couldn't bring her head all the over to look at him, but at least her face was leaning towards him. Gadget's breathing was stertorous and uneven. Her jaw trembled as the words struggled their way out, “I... think... ou-our b-... baby... h-has already... had e-... enough-gh... pro-tein.”

“Oh, but those first two were just for you,” the rat returned with unexpected calm and continued as he gently patted Gadget's abdomen, “This one will be for our little one.” He nearly chuckled at how her face twisted up at the continued suggestion that she might be carrying his pup. “Just one more blowjob, honey, that's all,” he reassured her kindly, “Then I'll leave you to have our child in peace. Who knows, maybe we'll have a little playmate for Bink.”

Gadget wasn't aware of consciously deciding to do so, but in an almost robotic manner she sat up, ignoring the pain caused by her tail pressing against her sore nether holes. Smiling in triumphant glee over her obedience, the rat scooted over to lay in the center of Gadget's bed as she moved her way down. He reclined and laid his legs on either side of his beautiful victim. The rat lifted his arms and placed his paws behind his head and admired her. She was beautiful, even with the dull and defeated expression on her face, and with her eyes and ears lowered she was actually kind of cute. He sighed exultantly... Gadget Hackwrench, possibly pregnant with his child, was going to service him as he lay in her bed. The very thought brought life back to his loins.

As she looked up the bed at her captor, she easily read his intent. “Yes,” Gadget admitted dully in her mind, “Of course.” He wanted her to do this entirely on her own, like any obedient slave servicing their master. She noticed his sex twitch as blood began to surge back into it with each beat of the rat's heart. Without hesitation she took hold of his organ and went to work. Gadget opened up and took his penis into her mouth, the revulsion the act had once incited in her was gone. She immediately began sliding her tongue all over it, slathering its surface in her saliva as it bulged in her hot mouth. In time it grew enough that she could grip the base with her whole paw and still have more than enough to work with her mouth, lips and tongue. Gadget began to bob her head on the stiffening shaft, imitating the motion she knew would eventually elicit an orgasm.

“Ahhhh!” the rat moaned as Gadget voluntarily moved her lips up and down on his cock. “Victory,” he thought. He had conquered the once proud and heroic mouse, made her his willing whore. “Remember to swallow every drop, sweetheart,” he offered lightly, “so our baby can grow big and strong in your belly.” As he admired her squatting naked between his legs, he realized she'd still be beautiful even with her svelte form distorted by pregnancy. The rat smiled dreamily as he wondered whether he should risk a surreptitious return to just to catch sight of her... great with his child.

At the suggestion of the rat's bastard child growing in her belly Gadget shuddered ever so slightly, as if part of her had shriveled up and died away. She continued working her mouth up and down his rigid penis, wondering how long it would take to finish. The torment of her oral rapes made it difficult for her to make any kind of comparison... the trauma having twisted all sensations, even perception of the passage of time. Gadget experimented; massaging the erection with her tongue, caressing its tip, taking it deeper in spite of the discomfort to her poor violated throat, anything to speed his climax and win her freedom. But there was a problem... despite her efforts it seemed he was starting to become flaccid again. She sucked, squeezed and stroked with her paw, bounced her head faster on its length trying to reinvigorate his sex. “No,” Gadget thought, “No!” He had to cum. She needed him to cum. “Please,” she implored mentally, “Please, do it in my mouth.”

That's when it happened. Not the gooey explosion she sought to evoke, but the horrifying realization of what she was thinking... what she wanted. At first her blood ran cold, then she went numb. Gadget felt faint as she briefly lost all sensation. Then reality came crashing down upon her again. She wanted him to ejaculate in her mouth, was eager for it to happen, it was something she wanted. He had inflicted horrible emotional torture on Tammy and Bink's mother, poisoned a poor innocent child, had threatened to murder herself before brutally raping her over and over again, deliberately tried to get her pregnant... and here she was, voluntarily giving him sexual pleasure with her mouth, wanting to bring him to orgasm, desiring eagerly to feel him splatter his sperm-laden semen all over her tongue so that she could swallow it. She may as well be a hooker working on her latest customer. “I'm a whore,” Gadget wept internally, “I'M A WHORE!!” Tears poured down her petite snout, landing in the rat's pubic fur. There was almost something sickeningly comical to her as she watched his abdomen zooming back and forth before her eyes as she bobbed her head on his cock. Gadget's mind swirled in its psychological distress, clouding everything in surreality. She frantically fucked the rat's dick with her mouth, pumping furiously with her paw. She was desperate to get him off as quickly as possible... all the pain and humiliation being thrown into the effort.

The rat moaned in growing ecstasy as Gadget's sudden vigor began to overcome his exhaustion. “Oh, baby,” he groaned, “That's it! Ugh! Keep going!” He balled and flexed his toes, grabbed at the sheets. The rat closed his eyes and began replaying all he had done to her that night, the delightful scenes of her degradation... watching her cry as she stripped naked, filling her stomach with his seed, then her bowels after furiously violating that beautiful and bountiful backside... seeing cum shoot out her pretty little nose, feeling those round cheeks pressed into his stomach... seeing those pretty blue eyes filled with tears. Knowing that she was carrying his seed in her womb, that she might bear his child... she would have his child. “You're doing great, baby,” he grunted, “You're making me cum!” Every muscle tensed as he neared his release. “You worked for it, baby!” he exclaimed, “Here's your reward!” Finally the rat groaned through clenched teeth, “Here it comes!” His cock was only semi-rigid, but that didn't prevent him from spurting one last load into her.

“Finally!” Gadget thought as several weak jets of cum jumped into her mouth. The creamy fluid practically flew down her throat as she hungrily swallowed it. “Get it over with!” her mind frantically cried as she gulped, “Get it over with! GET IT OVER WITH!!” The rat's cock quickly began to deflate in Gadget's mouth, however she continued to work his cock, squeezing every last trace of semen from the fleshy tube. She didn't want to end too quickly and risk angering him... she was so close to the end of her horrid waking nightmare. Even when it was obvious there was nothing left for her to milk from his tired sex she continued to suckle. “Tell me I'm done,” she pleaded mentally, “Please, tell me I'm done so I can let go of this disgusting worm in my mouth.”

-to be finished shortly...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

The rat lay replete in his pleasure, panting heavily, his mind swirling from a mixture of release and exhaustion. But as his mind slowly returned he noticed Gadget continuing to suckle pathetically on his flaccid sex. He reached down and took hold of her arms and pulled her up, his limp prick slipping from between her lips. It was hidden from his view, but there was something that could almost pass for a weak yet thankful smile on those lips. Pulling her up onto his chest, the rat wrapped Gadget in his arms. “That was wonderful, baby!” he exclaimed, “You're such an excellent cocksucker!” Gadget began to lightly sob, but like a dam bursting after the first trickle of water makes its way through a tiny crack she soon released a deluge of heart-rending wails. “Shhhh,” the rat began softly, “That's ok, baby, it's all over.” He stroked her hair as if he were trying to comfort a child.

For Gadget, it only made things worse. How dare he pretend to comfort her! Did his pretense of tenderness somehow make it all right? Why was he pretending to care? Was it to further torture her with the inconsistency? Why couldn't he make sense? Why couldn't anything that has happened make sense? Why her? What had she done to bring this upon her... on Bink... on her and Tammy's mother? All the confusion, all the fear, all the pain, humiliation, uncertainty and relief came crashing together within her and the terrific chaos it created was made audible as Gadget bawled in the arms of the rapist.

The rat was completely exhausted after everything he'd done. The anxiety, the fear, continuous physical exertion, wild abandoned indulgence in sheer carnal lust and anger all caught up to him. Topping it off was the relief... the realization that he'd succeeded. The weeks of dreaming and planning, the implementation and execution had led to the fulfillment of his sick, dark fantasy. It had all exceeded his wildest dream. As his victim lay weeping uncontrollably in his arms he felt safe surrendering to his desire for sleep.

Gadget slowly exhausted her immediate need to express her emotional and psychological pain allowing her weeping to soften. As she gasped and sniffled, her mission came back to her... to save little Bink. Her attacker had said it was over, she shouldn't have to fear retaliation if she asked a simple question... she hoped. She hoped he remembered what he'd promised her when all this horror started, what he would give her when it was over. “The... huh... the an-ti-dote,” Gadget choked out through her tears.

“Don't worry, sweetheart,” the rat whispered, still stroking her head softly, “We've got time to rest.” He, himself, struggled through his own weariness to reassure her, “There's time to rest. Try to relax... you've earned it.”

She clenched her jaw, her lower lip trembling. “Please,” she quietly squeaked out plaintively.

“There's more than enough time,” the rat whispered, his gentle caressing of Gadget slowing. “Get some sleep, baby,” he told her, wrapping his arms around her, “You'll be able to save her when you wake up, I promise.”

“What good is that?” Gadget wondered to herself. She knew her attacker was on the verge of sleep, if not asleep already. Perhaps she could take advantage of his lack of... The though of trying to fight in any form at the moment hurt. Her body was sore and in pain from the constant abuse... her mind hurt from the confusion, fear and degradation. The rat's own drowsy words seemed to lure her away from action, tempting her to surrender to nature, to her instinctive desire to shut down so her body could begin repairs. She hated him, there was no doubt of that... on any other occasion Gadget would gladly introduce him to the business end of any tool she could lay her paws on... but his body was so warm, and the feel of his arms around her conspired with the wounded animal within her that wanted comfort wherever it could be found.

“Please no,” she pleaded in vain with her own body. The slow and regular rhythm of the sleeping rat's chest began to rock her to sleep. “Please don't do this to me... What if I don't wake up in time? Don't... do... this...” She was swaddled in the dark cloak of unconsciousness before she could complete another thought. Gadget dreamed of her father... how he would hold her close after a nightmare had scared her from her own bed, how she would take comfort in the arms of that big, warm living teddy bear. But it happened again, just as it had years before, he left her. She was alone again. Alone. Alone with that monster!

-to be finished in the next chapter...

[ksharbaugh]

Gadget Caught Alone
-continued

Gadget started awake, more awake and alert than she could ever remember. Her terrified eyes scanned the room over and over. Where was he? Where?! She clutched the sheets to her fearfully, lifting her knees to her chest. Wait... was it a dream? Of course, it had to...! She hurt in too many places... in... certain... places... for it to have been a creation of her mind. The fur on her cheeks were caked from the dried tears. It was real. It had happened. She could still smell him. “Ugh.” She could... taste him. Fearing she was about to vomit she began to slide out of bed, her lower regions still sore from her abuse... that's when she saw the paper.

A note, folded and held in place by the vase on her bedside table. “The antidote!” her mind cried out. Gadget grabbed the sheet of paper and opened it. Her eyes scanned over it quickly, hoping to see blatant directions to a hiding place, or a chemical formula, but what she saw were a few lines of prose. Returning her gaze to the top of the sheet she resigned herself to reading through whatever the rat... that thing!... had left her.

“Don't worry about little Bink,” the note began, “She was never poisoned. I needed you to believe that she was so you wouldn't fight me too hard. I didn't want to have to beat you senseless or to constantly have some weapon with me you would certainly fight to get hold of. As for Tammy, your friends should already be on their way back with her.”

Gadget stared at the writing for awhile as her mind sorted things out. “Ok,” she eventually concluded, “Bink's fine, she's safe...” Her eyes widened. She read the first few lines again...

Don't worry about little Bink. She was never poisoned.

She was never poisoned.

...never poisoned.

...never...

She trembled as the realization sank in. Everything she had let him do to her... in her. Gadget's mouth hung open as her lips quivered. Her paws crushed the paper in desperation as she screamed, “NOOOOOO!!! NOOOOOOOO!!! N-NOOO-OOO-OOooo...” Her screams descended into wails of despair before she senselessly crawled out of bed and fell onto the floor where she balled up on her knees and elbows sobbing. She spent several minutes there before something returned... part of the old Gadget Hackwrench.

Whatever happened to her, however painful, didn't change the fact there was a little child somewhere in HQ, or there should be, one too young to be left unattended. Gadget wiped away the latest tears as she stood. There was no disputing how uncomfortable it was to walk, but she had to check on Bink, make sure she was ok, hadn't gotten into anything. She staggered out of her bedroom and still completely naked, with the rapist's semen caked to the insides of her thighs and base of her tail, searched Rescue Ranger Headquarters for the child. Gadget started with her workshop where the rapist had left her, but all she found was the collection of twine that had bound her. “No,” she whispered fearfully, “He didn't take her with him?!”

There was a sound downstairs. Gadget initially began to run but stopped suddenly when it dawned on her who it could be. “But, he wouldn't still be here,” she tried to reassure herself. But for the moment she had become paralyzed with fear. Another noise... it was in the kitchen. “But what if it's Bink,” she pleaded with herself, “I can't risk her hurting herself.” Gadget forced herself forward, each step becoming more confident. Entering the kitchen she saw the refrigerator door open... and a tan little tail wiggling about sticking out from behind. “Bink!” she gasped.

The little squirrel waddled around the door to look at Gadget, the huge chunk of carrot in her mouth almost completely hiding her. The mouse observed the blob of orange with stubby arms and legs and great big eyes on top... then the stubby little arms wave about happily. The scene was so pleasing and absurd that Gadget couldn't repress a giggle. The giggle soon exploded into hysterical laughter. She fell back against the wall and slid down as her laughter turned into painful sobs. Bink, having gulped down the carrot, waddled over to the weeping mouse and haphazardly patter her blond head with a mandatory, “There, there.”

Raising up her head, Gadget looked at Bink, then hugged the squirrel tightly as if trying to absorb into herself the blissful ignorance of the innocent child. Bink eagerly returned the hug. As the two sat there on the kitchen floor, Gadget pondered what to do next. Get dressed and return Bink to her mother, obviously. But there were other matters she needed to address... justice or revenge, tell the others of say nothing... but one matter weighed heavier than the others, perhaps because of the focus brought about by who she was holding. “...maybe we'll have a little playmate for Bink.” She could still hear that bastard's voice as clear as day. What if she was pregnant? What about an abortion? Gadget winced. This was something she hoped she'd never have to face.

He had taunted her with the idea that they'd have a child together. “Our baby,” he'd called it. No. If she had a child, it was hers... hers! He had no right. As far as she was concerned he was nothing. Gadget looked up, her jaw set as she was consumed with defiance. Movement drew her attention back to Bink. The little one was looking up at her, those big blue eyes brimming with innocence and joy. Gadget giggled as she cuddled the child, eliciting a playful squeal from Bink. She decided. If she was pregnant, she'd have the child. That monster may have thought that knocking her up would be a curse to torment her, but she refused to let it be that way. The evil he had committed would die with the birth of her child. A child to be raised with love, in a home surrounded by her friends.

-finished.

[Guest]

I knew it!

THAT BASTARD!
Bink was never posioned to begin with. I hope that rat rots in HELL!
Excellent story. I just feel so sorry for Gadget. Thanks for writing AND finishing this story. Though I am curious how the other Rangers will take this.

[Guest]

Excellent and well done! A well told story and a most satisfactory ending. The future possibilities are endless and hew close enough to character to maintain a great many ongoing story lines. Brilliant!!!