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