Gurenge (1x1 w/DarkMudkip)

Megohime would plead with her parents to turn them away, they scared her and made her uncomfortable. She would have to sit for hours while they prayed and worshipped her, claiming she was touched by the gods.
 
The leader of this disgusting little group took quite the fond liking to Megohime. He tried to court her when he was alone with her, bringing her gifts and weaving flowers into her long inky hair. It made her sick to her stomach.
 
Megohime rejected him again and again, for she was much younger than he was, and she simply didn’t love him. No matter how many times she told him no or turned him down though, he only continued to persist.
 
Eito didn't take no for an answer, continuing to try and woo her. He played with her hair and told her time and time again how lovely she was. He would even try to kiss her.
 
“Eito.. stop, I already told you no..!” Megohime gave him a shove as he again tried to hold her, finally fed up with him touching her hair and person without permission. “Stop it!”
 
Megohime smacked his hand away, taking a step away from him and shaking her head. “Don’t touch me!” She said again, clenching her fists.
 
Megohime cried out and tumbled to the floor, holding her red cheek with tears in her eyes. She stared at the floor in shock- never once had any of this religious group gotten violent with her, so why now?
 
“.. No..” Megohime said quietly, staying where she was on the floor, turning her head slowly to look up at him. “No..!”
 
Megohime let out a noise of pain as he snatched her up by the hair, struggling and scratching at his hand. “Unhand me!”
 
Megohime would plead time and time again with her parents to refuse to serve Eito, but she would have no such luck. He was providing them with a substantial income, and her parents weren’t going to let a single coin slip away.
 
The beatings were worse, as if he cared less about leaving marks and more about having her obey him. One night, he had had enough, and stole into her room and gagged her. "Not one word." He hissed as he began to undress her.
 
Megohime kicked and writhed beneath him, trying to fight him off and push his hands away. She tried to scream, but the gag was too far in her mouth and it only made her gag.
 
Megohime felt excruciating pain when he forced himself onto her, her body going stiff and her struggling slowly coming to a stop, laying silently as he violated her.
 
Megohime stopped fighting Eito after that, allowing him to do as he pleased with little resistance. She found that he would hurt her less if she simply obeyed his orders and demands; she was living in Hell.
 
She woke up in her room at Masamune's home, staring up at the ceiling as day light peeked through the screens. She heard breathing beside her, and upon looking she saw that it was Kojurou sleeping beside her.
 
Megohime blinked tears from her eyes, wiping away the tears on her face with a shaky hand. Her body ached, then the pain slowly started to come to her, making her wince and try to sit up to see what was wrong. She remembered the giant demon that had come in, and that he had thrown her, but the rest was blurry.
 
Kojurou stirred when he heard her move and looked over, shooting up suddenly, "M-Megohime-dono...! Take it easy, you're still healing..!" He told her, helping her move carefully, "Are you in any pain?"
 
Megohime felt groggy and out of sorts, looking around the room before looking back to Kojurou. “My side... It’s tight, it hurts..” Her sutures weren’t fresh, but they were still healing and delicate.
 
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