Sakura cringed away from Shinji. She had just gotten home from Emiya's and Shinji was in a rage. She had failed to sneak past him and get to her room. He ran up to her and punched her in the jaw so hard that she saw stars. She flew back, slamming into the wall with a bang, and slid to the floor.
Now he was walking toward her slowly, a cruel grin creeping across his face. "Now, now Sakura. How many times do I have to tell you not to go over to that bastard's house?" He said when he reached her. "How many times!" He kicked her in the gut with each word. Reaching down, he grabbed her legs and stretched them so they lay flat on the floor in front of her, then he sat on them. He grabbed her chin with his left hand and slapped her across the face with his right hand. He grabbed her head and slammed it into the wall behind her. Lightning coursed through her brain, and all went dark.
When Sakura awoke, she was lying on her bed. She sat up quickly and immediately regretted it. Her head exploded with pain, gasping she flopped back down. Only then did she notice her hands were tied down to the bed frame. The door opened and Shinji walked in. "Finally awake are you?" Frozen, Sakura just stared. The worst he's ever done is bruise me. He's never knocked me out! She came back to reality after hearing Shinji tsk at her silence. He walked to the bed, then climbed onto it, straddling her hips. She gasped, "No, Shinji, leave me alone! Don't do this!"
He grinned at her pleas, "Oh you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this. And now I finally will!" He grabbed a cloth and stuffed it in her mouth when she opened it to scream, covering it with duct tape. Sitting back he looked her over. Then, in one quick motion, he pulled out his dick which was semi-erect. He shoved his pants down to his thighs and sighed in relief. He pulled her skirt and underwear down to her knees, paused to look her over, then pulled them off her. She kicked and thrashed, eyes wide in horror. "Now, now Sa-ku-ra, we can't have you doing that." He leaned off the bed and pulled out two lengths of rope. Working quickly he tied one end to each of her ankles and the other to their corresponding bedpost, tightening them until there was no slack in the rope and her legs were lifted off the bed.
"You know what's going to happen when I'm done with you? I'm going to drop you off at your precious senpai's house, bruised, raped and bloody. Can you imagine his reaction to finding you on his doorstep, naked and molested? I know I can." He laughed maniacally and pulled out his dagger. She screamed louder underneath the duct tape and thrashed on the bed. Swiftly, he cut her shirt down the middle and ripped her bra off. He grabbed her tits and twisted them harshly, she yelped in pain and thrashed. That's when he grabbed his dick and shoved himself inside her. She screamed bloody murder while he pumped his dick in and out, going faster the more aroused he became. Right before he came, he pulled himself out of her and got it all over the bedspread. He looked up at her, her eyes red and her cheeks wet, and tsked.
"Good, you've made me mad again. Hold on let me grab my belt." He pulled his loose belt out of his pants and grabbed the end. He flung it behind him then slammed the belt onto Sakura's thigh, leaving a red welt where the leather hit it, and a bleeding cut where the metal hit her. She screamed, thrashing on the bed, slamming her head into the pillow. "Good, that's better." Shinji said to himself before he started hitting her with the belt more and more on various parts of her body, until he had to stop to catch his breath. She wasn't crying anymore, just limp on the bed, unfocused eyes staring at the ceiling. He pulled his dagger out and cut her along the top of her eyebrow. She had no reaction other than her head flopping onto its side. He growled and cut her bindings, she wasn't going anywhere. Turning her over onto her belly, he growled at her. "Let's leave a little of me with you wherever you go. He cut SM onto her back, deep cuts that would scar her forever. Then he slammed the metal hilt of his dagger onto the side of her forehead. It bled profusely, but succeeded in knocking her pulled the sheet off the bed and wrapped her up in it, like a corpse. He lifted her up and slung her over his shoulder, carrying her to the car. When he got there, he flung her into the backseat and slammed the driver's door closed behind him. He drove to Emiya's house quickly. When he got there, he carried her out and dropped her on Emiya's porch. He rang the doorbell three times and then ran to his car, hopping in the driver's seat, and driving away.