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SAINTS (1x1 w/DarkMukip)

Megohime kept her head turned away, trying to cover her tears by scowling. Masamune would find her, and she’d kill every last one of them.
 
It didn’t take long for the next man to come in for his shift, taking a seat with a magazine, only looking Megohime over with lustful eyes but not speaking to her. She kept her mouth shut this time, afraid of provoking more from his lustful looks.
 
Masamune was practically foaming at the mouth, eyes wild as he scowered the shopping district for any trace of her. What the hell happened? Where did she go? Her location suddenly vanished and he couldn’t find her anywhere.
 
She had been gone for almost ten hours now, having never come home or called, and when night fell and there was still no sign of her, it became clear something had happened to her. The driver who took her out never returned either, him and the car disappearing.
“Hey did you hear what happened today?”
“No, what?” Two business men stood outside smoking outside a bar.
“Saw the CCG in action just down the street; caught two ghouls right out on the street- cut the guys head off right there and everything. I guess they caught the woman- don’t see why though, shoulda just cut her head off right there too.”
 
Masamune froze, eyes shaking with fear and anger. CCG? They killed Tohma and took Megohime? He took off back to the estate, feeling his kakuhou burn again.

"Alright, hold her down." One of the investigators moved toward Megohime while another two held her in place, snickering and laughing.
 
Megohime was pinned on her back, arms uncomfortably trapped underneath her as she struggled against the two. “Let me go! Don’t fucking touch me!” She snapped at them, glaring with wild eyes.
 
She tried to knee him hard in the groin, baring her teeth at him. “C’mon we heard how you let Tanaka make you feel good, why not give us a chance too~?”
“Get the fuck off!” Megohime snapped.
 
Megohime clenched her jaw, turning her head away, no longer trying to kick him.
“See? She does want it~” One cooed, stroking her cheek, making her flinch away from him.
 
She let out a small noise of pain, eyes watering from the sensation of him pushing into her dry, her entire body tense with pain.
 
Megohime grit her teeth, pain shooting up through her gut with each thrust, forcing tears from her eyes.
“Aw~ don’t cry~” One man mocked.
 
She refused to look at them, just lay silently as he thrust into her. She wouldn’t make a single noise for them, it hurt anyway and they all disgusted her.
 
By the end, Megohime had tears pouring down her cheeks, red in the face and shaking. She laid on the ground, a complete mess. Her hair and clothes were ruffled and dirty, shirt pulled open to expose her.
 
One of the men moved and crouched beside Megohime, grabbing a handful of hair and pulling her head up to force her to look at him. “Was it good for you too, Megohime~?” He teased, laughing when she spat on his shirt, dropping her roughly on the ground before smacking her across the face. “I’ll take that as a yes~”
 
“Got it.” Megohime was grabbed under her arm and dragged back to her cage, being tossed in roughly, leaving her half undressed on the floor as he locked the cage. She listened to the three men leave before slowly sitting up, struggling for a while before she was able to do so. She wiped her tears with her shoulder, resting her head against the bars.
 
Megohime turned to glare at him over her shoulder at him, eyes still watery with tears. “And you’re just as vile as they are.”
 
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