I told you guys, I'd warn you when the rape scenes would be present. If you are uncomfortable with such scenes, please skip over this chapter. Remember guys, this is a work of FICTION. I do not condone rape or violence in any way.

This chapter is pretty short. Please let me know what you guys think. I'm open to criticism and wish to better myself as a writer.

Upon turning the corner, Cabaji spun me off his shoulder, pinning my still form against the wall. I kept my eyes on the ground. His warm breath against my cheek sent shivers down my neck.

"You never speak out like that, looks like the little bitch has a crush on the straw hatted mutt."

I kept my eyes glued on the floor boards beneath us.

"You answer me when I talk to you, bitch." He threatened, moving his blade to my neck.

"I-I just wanted to help." I heard my voice squeak.

He let out a demented laugh, my body still paralyzed against the wall. He removed his blade from my neck and replaced it with his lips.

"Only man you'll be helping today is me, got it?"

I nodded. His lips sucked painfully at my neck, I winced as his teeth nipped my skin. His cold blade found its way between my legs, nudging softly at my inner thigh so I could spread them wider. His blade dropped to the ground and was immediately replaced by his dirty hand, fingers finding their way up my skirt. I squeezed my eyes shut as they began painfully sawing into my entrance.

His breath became louder as he yanked my head up by the hair with his free hand. His lips found mine, his tongue pushing its way through, exploring every inch of my mouth. His fingers, now moist from my body's natural lubricants, made their way to my face. He pulled his tongue out and replaced it with his wet fingers. A cruel smile on his face.

"Look how thirsty the bitch is. Taste yourself, slut." His salty fingers forced their way down my throat making me gag. He removed his fingers and began to lower his trousers.

I focused my gaze on the cabin behind him as he thrust himself into me. Focusing all of my attention on evening my breath, I closed my eyes, letting my mind wander. I grasped desperately at my memories, retreating into the deep caverns of my mind, back to a time when I had been genuinely happy.

I was in my village, far, far away from Buggy's sadistic crew. Where no one, not Buggy or Mohji…or even Cabaji could hurt me. It was a happier time. I sat in the familiar kitchen, blissfully munching on my rice ball. My legs swinging beneath my chair, still not quite able to reach the floor.

My sister darted downstairs, already dressed for her lessons at our father's dojo. Excitement shook my little body and I hopped down from my seat, racing to Kuina's side. A clump of her shirt filled my tiny fist, I tugged on it happily. She smiled down at me,

"Hey, Kanna. You save me any of those rice balls?"

I nodded, my smile only growing. "When you get back, can you play with me?"

"Of course, I gotta hurry though. I'll see you when I get home." She laughed, ruffling my hair before turning away.

"Hey!" My smile faded, as I steadied my hair back into place. She always teased me like that, knowing it bothered me.

I sank down into a heap on the floor. Cabaji's tall form towered over me. His shrinking member, pressed against my lips. I closed my eyes, allowing his dripping penis to enter my mouth and began lapping at it automatically. This meant it was almost over. Satisfied for the moment he withdrew his organ and began tucking it back inside his white trousers.

He yanked me up again by the hair and dragged me down the stairs. I stumbled, trying to gain my footing. He pushed me into my cell and slammed the iron door closed. Storing the key on its hook, before starting back up the stairs. He turned back at me, his evil grin being his most prominent feature, then shut the door leaving me once again alone in the darkness.

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