Imagine finding Loki in his cell (part 2)

That day they dragged you away screaming from Loki's cell you thought would be your last. You'd fought with all your might against them to try and break free, but they had dragged you down to one of the guards quarters, and had wrestled you down onto the bed. You'd cried and screamed as their hands clawed at you, touching you all over, using you, abusing you. You'd blacked out after not to long, and woke to find yourself handcuffed to the corner of the bedpost, your garments torn, ripped and barely hanging on you. That's was then the life you lived. Every day you sat trembling on the floor, guards passing through in and out regularly, not paying you any attention no matter how much you pleaded with them to let you go. "You're not going anywhere. No one has even missed you or noticed you're gone", they'd say to you as they'd slap you. Sometimes at night, the guards would take it in turns to taunt you, leaving the door to the quarters open, so your voice could be heard throughout the whole prison. You would be helpless to defend yourself as they would slap and hit you, leaving you shaking and lying on the floor. You'd cry yourself to sleep all the time, missing Loki, wishing he could hold you close again. You'd heard about the prison outbreak, but yet you didn't know what had happened. The guards had taunted you daily, saying that Loki was dead, which you refused to believe. One night, you lay curled up when you heard the door fly open, and a drunken guard came in. You immediately sensed his dark intentions and tried to back away from him. He staggered over to you and grabbed you by your neck and pulled you up to standing. "Loki says that only he can touch you, well we shall see about that", he slurred as you tried to struggle out of his grasp. He pulled your face close to his and forcefully kissed you, and you tried to pull away. He growled at you for resisting, and slapped you hard, causing you to collapse down to the floor. "Your my prisoner Y/N, you will do what I want my pet", he snarled at you as you tried to crawl away, but your cuffed hands prevented you getting away. He flipped you over onto your back and began to fumble with your skirt, his hands tugging at it to pull it down. You scream in terror realising what he wants to do, and you scream for help. He chuckled as he placed his hand firmly on your mouth, his other on your chest as you tried to struggle out from underneath him. He leant down to you and was about to kiss you when someone approaching stopped him, and he quickly stood up. Odin stood there, looking from him to you, his face set firm. "What are you doing with this woman?", Odin said, his eyes coldly on you. "She was causing trouble my liege", the guard said, his voice wavering as he guiltily looks at the floor. "Go to your post", he ordered, and the guard rushed quickly from the room. Odin closed the door and turns to look at you, and you cower in fear. "Y/N, do not fear. You're safe now", Odin said gently to you as you looked a little cautiously at him. Then his body glowed green, and you gasped overwhelmed. It was Loki, stood before you, his eyes welling in tears as he rushed to you. "Y/N, I'm so sorry. Please, please forgive me", he said, releasing you as you fell into his arms. You cried into his arms, as he held you close, kissing your forehead and stroking you, comforting you. "You don't have to worry ever again. I love you, and no one else will ever hurt you again".