Katsumi fails and is taken captive

The perfect moment came- Princess Takara had her head turned, the guards were distracted, and all three were within a few steps. That's when the sting came. What felt like a small, short needle was jabbed into her lower back. Before her body even had a chance to tense, two arms wrapped around her; one over her mouth, holding her head, and another grabbing the hand with her knife and pressing it across her stomach. A moment later, her body relaxed.

The world seemed to slow to a crawl, but with her mind and body moving even slower. She felt herself on the ground with both hands pulled behind her back. She felt roped being wrapped around her arms and body. A strange feeling came to Katsumi- as the rope tightened around her chest and arms, tightly binding them in place, she felt warm and safe, like she was being held by a lover. She wasn't sure whether her assaulter's hands were actually running down her hips and legs to tie her ankles or whether she was dreaming it.

As suddenly as the attack had come, Katsumi felt the **** begin to wear off. Her body jerked once or twice as she felt strength and control come back to her. She started to resist just in time to feel the knot on the ankles being tugged tight. She tried to roll onto her side, but was pushed back on her stomach without a glimpse of who was doing this to her. She tried to use her arms, but they were securely locked in place. For a moment, she wondered whether she should cry out or not- she was probably being captured by a guard, and the lord's men would take her prisoner if she brought herself to attention anyway, but the impulse still seemed natural. Without even moan, she struggled against her mouth being **** open, with the cloth that had been covering it shoved inside and tied in place. Her hood was pulled over her face, and tied in place around her neck.

She dismissed the feeling that had come to her before as an effect of the ****. She didn't feel safe at all at the moment.