At first glance, it looked like any other day. Another one of the many days Itsuki had spent living with that awful man in this garbage heap of a one-room-apartment. Slowly, the much-too-long day went by as Itsuki was raped, toyed with, and laughed at, until eventually dusk fell upon the apartment.

"Nghah..."

Itsuki lay there, blindfolded and gagged, her legs spread as she lay on the floor of the apartment. Her nipples and clitoris were being sucked on, and the devices inserted into her vagina and asshole were vibrating violently. As usual, it was agony. The only unusual thing was that the day Itsuki had so desperately been waiting for had finally arrived. The fact that she knew that this day would eventually come was the only reason she had been able to endure these hellish circumstances. Today, she could finally bring an end to this, and rid herself of the man who had forced her into this horrible situation in the first place. The man who was currently sleeping like an overly large baby, his snores reverberating through the tiny apartment. That's right. Today, Itsuki had spent exactly thirty days in this room. Now, Hana would be given the solution that could remove the tattoo on her back, and Itsuki had exactly zero reasons to stay here any longer.

*click* *ca-chink*

("Alright! I knew these could come off!")
With that, she became more certain of the fact that her predicament was over. Even though it hadn't made it obvious, the collar around her neck had automatically unlocked itself. Even though Itsuki had been stripped naked on the first day, she'd managed to convince the man that the collar was a fashion statement, and that the key to remove it was at her house. After finding out that the collar could indeed not be removed, he decided to appropriate it for his purposes and attached a chain to it, using it as one of her restraints. This was, of course, very convenient for Itsuki. Despite how rigidly her restraints held her, if even a single one of them got loose, it became possible for her to escape. Her hands had been tied behind her head, and the cuffs had been connected to her collar. Because of this, she could now move her hands enough to free her legs.

*snore* *snore*

The lights were turned off, but thanks to the faint light coming off of the small electronic devices in the room, it wasn't completely dark. When Itsuki took off her blindfold, she could faintly make out the room's contents. As luck would have it, the man slept with earplugs in. Probably to drown out the sounds of her writhing in agony because of the devices' ministrations. He was snoring pretty loudly, too, so faint sounds probably wouldn't wake him.

The key to the devices and handcuffs attached to Itsuki lay on the garbage-covered table, in a place where she could see it, but couldn't reach it because of the leash on her collar. The man had placed it there intentionally, to taunt her. She resisted the urge to plunge a knife into his fat stomach as it rose and lowered because of his snoring, and took the key as silently as possible. Then, she finally removed the restraints that had weighed her down for so long.

The school uniform she had been wearing was lying in the corner, where it had been thrown after being ripped off of her body. She thought about putting it on and running away right now, but that wouldn't do. The man had taken several pictures of her being raped, used as a toy, and even of her urinating. She couldn't just leave without doing something about those pictures.

However, Itsuki knew that she wouldn't just be able to do that so easily. When the man had been using his smartphone, she had noticed that it could only be unlocked by fingerprint.

("Please don't wake up!")

She took the smartphone off of the table, and sneakily pressed the man's finger against the screen, being careful not to wake him.

"Hrrmm... Hnnn..."

*ba-dump* *ba-dump* *ba-dump* *ba-dump*

Her heart was beating so loudly that she was afraid he would hear it. Even though the airconditioning was blowing cool air into the room, beads of sweat formed above her brow nonetheless. Her breath became laboured, and her hands, no, her entire body was trembling. Trembling with a feeling of dread of the man that had been etched into her body throughout the last month. Her heart leapt as the smartphone unlocked.

*snore* *snore*

The man hadn't noticed a thing. With a silent sigh of relief, she deleted the pictures and footage that had been saved to the cloud. It looked like the man wasn't using an SD card or anything like that, so if she just took the phone with her and destroyed it once she got home, that'd be the end of it. As for the PC that shared its data with the phone, she could rip out the wires and take it home with her as well. She could probably just submerge it in the bath here, but there'd be no way for her to ensure that the data on it couldn't be recovered afterwards. Best to take it home as well and destroy it there. There didn't seem to be any external storage media, like USBs or external HDDs.

("......")

She focused on keeping her mind clear, and making as little noise as possible. She worked silently and meticulously, and soon, her preparations were complete. With the PC under her arm, she put on her shoes, unlocked the front door, and placed her hand on the doorknob.

*creak*

She silently opened the door.

".....!"

She was greeted by the warm air of the night. The passageway in front of the row of apartments stretched out in front of her. The silent darkness intermittently interrupted by the faint lights of apartments and streetlights, lighting up the streets, revealing an array of power cables interspersed with treetops. It looked like any other residential street.

"Guh... Gaaah...!"

Itsuki spontaneously started sobbing. Such unremarkable scenery. Itsuki had finally managed to return to the normal world after an entire month.


Itsuki's Story -- Complete --


This all being said, attached down here is a picture of Hana as she gets her tattoo removed.