Sanctuary (Karma Akabane x OC)

An Unforgivable Touch

!!! This chapter may be sensitive for some readers as it contains mature themes relating to sexual assault !!!

I will make it obvious where these themes begin and end xx

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Katsuna desperately scanned her surroundings, knowing there was no way to escape.

Kaede and Kanzaki had already passed out and were now being carried away.

Nagisa and Sugino were on the floor, unconscious.

Okuda was nowhere to be seen.

Bad.

Karma had lost his focus, his eyes wide with surprise as he caught sight of her in distress.

This is very bad.

A high schooler took the opportunity to whack him round the head, sending him crashing towards the ground.

I have to get away.

They began kicking and stomping the redhead who was barely able to cover himself.

Stop it.

Suddenly, something hard smacked her from behind, her vision now becoming blurry.

Please stop...

Total darkness covered her sight.

Karma...

Help me.

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".... come on...hurry up..."

".... boss.... waking...."

Distant voices fading in and out. Shuffling shoes on a concrete surface.

The sounds became clearer and clearer as Katsuna slowly gained conscious. In her blurred vision, she could just make out a couple of figures traipsing in the dark.

"Where am I?" she tried to say but something was preventing the movement of her mouth.

A rag?

Suddenly a white light was shone directly in her face, blinding her vision. Katsuna blinked weakly, a rising pain the back of her head making it hard to focus.

"What happened?" she tried again, with more force this time, but the sound came out muffled.

Panic began to swell in her body as a flash of memories alerted her awareness.

A redhead being kicked. The sound of screaming.

She was screaming.

Thugs. Sadistic grins. Greasy hands.

This is bad.

-- Mature themes ahead --

"So, you're finally awake doll."

His breath could be felt in her ear, sending the hair on her neck to spike in fear.

A sweaty hand reached for Katsuna's knee, engulfing it in its grip.

"Boys, go play with the others and leave me and princess here," his hoarse voice commanded, the hungry eyes never leaving the girl's.

A series of footsteps and groans could be heard before a door slam.

It was just to two of them now.

Alone.

"I knew from the first time I saw you on the train, I had to have you," he began, his grubby hand creeping closer up her thigh, slipping under her skirt.