Leah froze, catching her breath as she realised that the alley Zion was pointing to was exactly where she had been r*ped. 

“Are you afraid?”

“You shouldn’t be afraid. You have to face it now and get over it.”

“I know,” Leah replied, her voice shaking, “but… it’s still so scary…” 

“Shall we go over there?”

“N-No, I don’t want to…”

Leah stepped back, fear tightening its grip on her. 

“I’ll be with you. Nothing will happen. Trust me.”

“But…” 

“Don’t you trust me?”

Leah did trust him. Reluctantly she nodded. When Zion said it would be all right, she believed him. 

The alley was a place she never wanted to visit again, not even to look at, but with Zion by her side she felt she could find the courage. 

“Was it here?”

Zion asked as he opened the door to the house where it had happened. He stepped inside and although Leah hesitated, she eventually followed. 

“It’s all right. No one’s here. Come in, Leah.”

Zion stood in the middle of the room, his eyes scanning the empty space. The house was abandoned, silent except for the sound of her footsteps.

At the time of the incident, Leah hadn’t been able to take much notice of her surroundings, but now it was clear that the house had been abandoned for some time. 

But as she stepped inside, her breathing became shallow. 

There was no one there, but it felt as if the attacker might be lurking somewhere, watching her from the shadows. 

“Leah, are you okay?” 

As Leah’s breathing became ragged, he moved closer and rubbed her back gently. 

“Breathe out slowly.”

“Mm…”

Leah nodded and exhaled slowly, but her palms remained clammy with cold sweat. 

“Come this way, Leah.”

Zion said gently, taking her hand and leading her to a quieter corner of the house. 

In the otherwise dim and lifeless room, he led her to a window where the only light came through the broken panes. Looking outside, Zion remarked, “There is not a single sign of life in this alley. It’s clear no one lives here anymore.” 

But Leah couldn’t shake her unease. All she wanted was to leave that house as soon as possible. 

She understood why Zion had brought her here. He wanted her to face her deepest fear and find a way to overcome it. But now Leah just wanted to leave. 

“What happened here? Can you tell me?”

“Th-that’s…”

“What did he do to you? Tell me everything you remember.”

“I… I couldn’t see his face,” Leah admitted, her voice shaking. “A bag covered my head…” 

“Just tell me what you know, Leah.”

The memory of that day, so deeply shameful, was painful for Leah to recall. 

“He… he tied my hands.”

“He just tied your hands?” 

“No… he hung my tied hands…” 

“And?”

“Covered my face…”

“Tie your hands, hang you up, cover your face.

“And then… tear off my clothes… and… r*pe me…”

Leah’s voice shook as she forced the words out. 

“To overcome fear, you have to recreate the same situation and realise that there’s nothing to be afraid of anymore.”

“Brother, does that mean…?”

“I’m going to tie you up. Just like that day,” Zion said gently. “Do you trust me?” 

Leah swallowed hard, her chest tightening, but she nodded. 

“I’ve brought extra clothes, so I’ll tear yours as well – just like before.” 

“Do you really have to do that?”

“It’s the only way to get over your fear.”

“Okay…”

No matter what Zion said, Leah believed him. To her, Zion was the only person in the world she could rely on, her guiding light. 

Zion walked to a corner of the room and found a length of rope.

It was the same rope that had been used to tie Leah up before. 

“Leah, give me your hand.”

At his words, Leah obediently held out her hands, her trust in him unshaken. 

Zion gently tied her wrists together and looped the end of the rope over a pole protruding from the ceiling. When her hands were raised above her head, he took a cloth and carefully covered her eyes. 

“There’s no sack, so I’m covering your eyes like this.”

“Yes…”

As her hands were tied and her eyes covered, the fear of that fateful day resurfaced, washing over her like a tidal wave. 

The main difference was the position – on that day she had been lying helplessly on the floor, but now she was standing upright, her hands bound and suspended above her. 

“The floor is dirty and there’s no place to lie down, so we’ll do it like this.”

“Okay… brother…”

“All right, I’m going to tear your clothes off, Leah.”

“Yeah… .”

Leah took a deep breath at the mention of her clothes being torn off. 

The next thing she knew, her clothes were being ripped off with a terrifying force, the fabric splitting left and right. Buttons flew off and pieces of torn fabric slid down her body. 

Completely n*ked, Leah trembled with embarrassment as the undergarments she wore under her nun’s habit were removed one by one.

Her eyes were covered so she was unaware of her own appearance or the expression in Zion’s eyes as he looked at her.

“Spread your legs, Leah.”

“L-Like this?”

Leah carefully spread her legs.

Her knees trembled as she spread her legs with both hands hanging down.

“Hah!”

At that moment, Zion’s cold hand slid into the gap between her legs.

Leah’s waist jerked as the cold, long fingers dug into the lining of her p*ssy.

“Are you afraid? Leah?”

“Oh no… .”

This isn’t scary.

He’s not that weirdo, he’s Zion.

He can’t be scary.

“Yeah, that’s right.”

“Haa-ah!”

The digging fingers pressed and rubbed the inside of her walls.

“Ha! Ah! Ah!”

“Did you scream like that that day too?”

“T, that’s…”

“You have to be honest, Leah. Did you scream like that the day the stranger r*ped you?”

Leah nodded.

“Did you feel it when he r*ped you? Did you feel it when you were violently r*ped by someone you didn’t even know, Leah?”

“Ugh, ugh… .”

“That’s obscene, Leah.”

Leah’s face turned red at Zion’s whisper.

“But that obscenity is not your fault, it’s because of the demon that r*ped you, so don’t feel guilty.”

“Ugh… .”

“Your body is full of lewd s*men. Until you get it all out, you may have to live with this lewd body. And your lewd body will seduce men. Constantly, constantly.”

“I, I don’t like that…”

“That’s why I’ll help you. Like this.”

“Thank you, brother… .”

“You’re my little sister, so it’s only natural that I help you.”

With a whisper, Zion’s hand reached deeper.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Leah’s waist shook back and forth as her spread legs trembled.

Leah struggled with pleasure, barely holding on to her feet.

As Zion’s fingers rubbed her swollen cl*t, her cloth-covered eyes went white.

“Ha-ah! Ahh! Ahh! Oh, brother! brother!”

“Why? Why do you feel this way, Leah? Tell me, why did you feel this way?

Was it because of the feeling?

Zion’s voice was unusually happy.

“Brother! I, I, feel like I’m coming out… . I feel like I’m coming out…”

“What’s coming out?”

Zion continued to roll his fingers over Leah’s cl*t.

Her burning lower body felt like it might explode at any moment.

“I, I don’t know… I don’t know… Aaaah!”

“If you feel like it’s coming out, just let it out. Let out all the naughty things inside you.”

“Ahhhhh!”

Leah let go of what little self-control she had held back at the words, “Let it all out.

“Ahhhhhhh!”

At that moment a torrent of juices poured out of Leah’s p*ssy.

Leah could feel what she was doing but she couldn’t stop it.