Another chapter! It's Monday of the second week! WOO!
MysticSpider: LOLZ you are officially one of my favorite people. I will have to put torture in each chapter... oh the possibilities...
Warnings: Torture in every chapter. And this one is very sexual. Ye have been warned...
Monday. Kokona was gone. I had Osana, as a, ahem, pet. Gin had a boyfriend. But that wasn't the end. More rivals wanted my Senpai, I could feel it. My senses were tingling.
I quickly rode my bike to school. There was no way- HOLD UP A SECOND!
Was that... Oka Ruto... talking with... my Senpai? Why that son of a...
I could tell that Senpai was a little down. Osana hadn't come to school and he had seen it when I first struck her. Good thing he didn't see me. Oka seemed to be sorry for him... that should be my job! And on top of that- DID SHE JUST TOUCH HIS ARM!?
Control yourself, Ayano!
And on top of that, he was walking to school with her! I felt my face grow red with anger, and almost jumped off of the bike after them. But, just as I was about to, some little kid did it for me. She ran up to them and shoved Oka away, taking Senpai's hand instead. I narrowed my eyes. That must be his sister. She looked like him, with dark hair and eyes. I immediately hated her.
I needed to get more information out of Info-chan. But that means... I groaned. More panty shots. When will this end?
I was mad. Really mad. So mad I could - Just then Saki walked up too me.
"Hey, Ayano! Have you seen Kakona? She didn't come to school." Saki asked me. I put on my best smile.
"I'm sorry, Saki. I haven't seen her..." I let my voice trail off. An idea was forming in my head.
"Oh, thank you anyways!" Saki raced off. Oh Saki. With the stupid teal hair. I think it would look nice red.
I had the tranquilizer and syringe. There was no going back.
"Hey Saki! Please follow me! I want to show you something cool!" I called, racing up to her.
"Sure, lead the way!" She answered cheerfully. I smiled and ran to the spare room. It had a nice empty case, the same one I used on Osana. Saki looked around, confused.
"What is it you want to show me, Ayano?" She asked. I smiled wider and pulled out the syringe.
"Hey! What are you-" Saki dropped to the ground. I laughed and stuffed her sleeping body into the case, dragging her home. She wont come too until the morning.
That gives me time with my pet.
I arrived home with the case and tied Saki to a spare chair in the basement next to Osana. Osana looked at me.
"Who's this?" She scoffed. I narrowed my eyes. Was she jealous?
"This is Saki. She is going to be my mind slave." I answered bluntly. There was a look of hurt in Osana's eyes.
"I thought I was your only prisoner. Life is nothing without you." I stared in shock. Does Osana actually want to serve me? I tried to ignore her and went up to my room. I got on the computer and looked it up.
"Stockholm syndrome, or capture-bonding, is a psychological phenomenon described in 1973 in which hostages express empathy and sympathy and have positive feelings toward their captors, sometimes to the point of defending and identifying with the captors."
I thought so. Osana had Stockholm syndrome.
Basically, the victim takes their captors abuse as a sign of affection. Osana has Stockholm Syndrom, because she is happy to see me, and thinks I am helping her. This is amazing! Osana really is my slave. And she will be, forever.
I can't sleep. I think I stared at that nude picture of Senpai for too long. I need something to take my mind off of it. How about torturing my little pet?
Wow, Ayano! That sounds like fun!
I giggled and opened the basement door, flicking on the light. Osana looked up abruptly, and I noticed that Saki was still asleap. Good.
"M-master?" Osana asked. There must have been a weird look in my eyes, but I shrugged it off. I walked over to my assortment of weapons, grabbing the knife. I turned back to my pet.
Osana was nearly unrecognizable. Her uniform was ripped, and she was bruised all over. Her messily cut hair was red, and there was a dead look in her eyes.
I smiled, knowing her only purpose in life was to please me.
I wonder to what extent?
"So, pet, are you ready?" I purred in a dark, yet innocent tone.
"Tonight will be special." I added, walking around her chair, flipping the knife in my hands. I saw her eyes dart to the knife.
"How come?" She gulped. I smiled.
"Oh, you'll see." I stopped infront of her chair and looked at the knife, examining it. Osana just looked at me, waiting. I smiled and cut the ropes at her arms. Osana gasped, and lifted her shaking arms. There were red marks where the ropes were, and she could barely lift them. I almost saw her smile.
Osana felt around her whole body, her face, her chest, her stomach, her legs... I just watched.
I couldn't hold it any longer, and stepped closer to her. Osana looked up and placed her hands on her lap. I held up the knife and made a tiny cut in her neck. Blood dripped out. I could see Osana struggling to hold in a gasp of pain. Thats when I did it.
I slowly leaned over her, causing my breath to hit her neck. I placed my hands on the arm rests on the chair. Osana sat rigid. I slowly licked up the blood that was dripping out of her neck. I felt her shiver.
"Master..." She breathed. I smiled and started to gently suck on the wound. Her blood had a sharp metalic tang to it... and I liked it.
Osana let out a soft moan.
"So your enjoying this?" I said into her neck. Osana swallowed roughly. I pulled away and slashed the knife across one of her arms.
"I asked you a question." I growled, leaning in so our noses were almost touching.
"Y-yes." She whispered, tears running down her cheeks.
"Good." I said in a sweet voice.
"There's a lot more where that come from."
OOOOOHHHHH CLIFFHANGER!
HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA!
I love this.
- Silver
