Target: Kokoro Douglas

Prioity: Major

Reason for targeting: To use as leverage over Helena Douglas

As the rain continues to pour outside her office, Helena held a VCR tape as she entered her office. It was addressed to her labeled, "Watch this ASAP."

"Wonder what this has to do with me?" She pondered as the French blonde's blue longcoat swayed around at her movement going around the desk before sitting down, examining the tape in the meantime for a sender address over and over. She couldn't find one but decides to put the tape into the VCR and play it. What she saw horrified her as she raised a hand to her mouth in disbelief.

The tape showed her mistress, Christie, naked. She was finished setting up the camera in the dark, and had the dark light on. She stood up and walked to the background to reveal Kokoro, Helena's half-sister. She was also naked and sitting on the bed with her head down and hands on her lap, showing her frightened face. Helena shook her head as she continued watching, still covering her mouth. Christie kneeled behind Kokoro and started talking.

"Bonjour, Helena." Christie mockingly started. "I'm sending this to you as a warning if you try to rebel against our… current relationship. I happened to find little Kokoro walking around and thought to "invite" her over. Right, dear?" She said, stroking her fingers on the geisha's hair. Kokoro nodded and remained silent.

"You see how obedient she is?" The silver-haired assassin said. "I would hate for her to get tangled in our little "games", Helena. Otherwise, she would become a prisoner of mine. You wouldn't want that for your dear sister, now would you?" Christie asked staring at the camera while holding some of Kokoro's hair between her fingers.

"I hope you show the same behavior when I'm around, Helena. Trying to get help about this will cause me to hurt this fragile creature… and how would that look on your watch?" The Brit taunted as she ran the back of her hand down Kokoro's face and slowly gripped it around Kokoro's throat. The geisha grabbed Christie's wrist and arm, feeling her air getting cut off and started choking. Christie smiles as Kokoro chokes in her grasp. Helena's anger rose the longer she watched.

Christie kept her grip on and slowly squeezed the geisha's windpipe with a sadistic smile. She relished the noises Kokoro made, desperately wanting to get her air back while sticking a little bit of her tongue out. The silver-haired woman suddenly released her hand when she saw Kokoro's eyes rolling over, allowing Kokoro to grab her neck with both hands, gasping and coughing while bending over. Christie rubbed the bending geisha's back.

"Well, I wouldn't hurt her completely. Kokoro is really cute. I'd rather handle her delicately… Like so." Then, Christie raised Kokoro up to cup both of her soft breasts and started fondling them.

The geisha gasped again then moaned from the assassin's hands groping her. Christie ordered the geisha to turn her head, allowing her to kiss Kokoro. She captured her tongue and Kokoro moaned loudly from the oral attack. Christie made out with her which felt like forever to the French woman watching. Christie soon broke the kiss, and Kokoro fell back onto the Brit's shoulder, panting and softly moaning from Christie's groping hands. Christie chuckled as she continued fondling Kokoro's chest.

"As much as fun that would be, I don't want to put Kokoro through this unless you disobey me, Helena. Are we clear?" Christie asked, looking at the camera. Then, she kissed Kokoro again and leaned on top of her, making their upper halves go off-screen. All Helena could see was their legs. Especially the geisha's squirming from Christie's kiss.

Helena couldn't watch any longer and shut off the VCR. All that was playing was the sounds of their kisses and Kokoro's moans before the blonde suddenly stopped the tape.

Helena put her hands on her face and leaned onto her desk.

"What am I going to do?" She asked scarily. "She could have Kokoro right now."

Helena stared at her desk for a few moments while holding her head, thinking about Kokoro's safety and if she should continue to be Christie's pet. Soon after, she looked up and pleaded.

"Please… I hope she's safe…. Don't let that monster hurt her." She said with tears in her eyes and a breaking voice.

Meanwhile

Under a dark umbrella, Kokoro clinged close to Christie while looking down as the assassin took the geisha to Kokoro's complex she shares with her half-sister, hand-in-hand.

"How far are we?" Christie asked without looking, wearing a long dark coat covering her body with gloves and high heels to match.

"We're close." Kokoro nervously said in her school uniform with glasses.

"No need to be nervous, child. Better me than those perverts that tried to get handy with us, right?" Christie asked with a sadistic smile.

Kokoro nodded and looked back at an alley that had 4 thugs lying unconscious with pipes and knives surrounding them. Kokoro believed her night would've gotten worse if the quartet had their way with her and Christie, but for once she was thankful the Brit was there to subdue the would-be punks.

"No one gets to put their hands on you… other than me." Christie said keeping her smile and chuckled lightly.

Kokoro nodded again and turned passed a fence to a light shining, showing a red door while Christie lead her umbrella around to keep Kokoro warm.

"This is it." The geisha nervously said, leading her captor by the hand.

Christie let the young Kokoro lead her to the doorstep and closed her umbrella when they were under the doorway's roof sheltering them from the rain.

Kokoro took out her keys and turned to Christie, bowing quickly with keys in hand.

"Thank you for walking me home. Good night." She said just as fast, stumbling over her words. She tried turning to the door to open it, but felt Christie tugged on her wrist. She turned her attention back to the silver-haired woman and gasped when she felt Christie forcing her to lean on the door, making Kokoro plant her hands on the door. The sudden move made Kokoro drop the keys Helena entrusted to her whenever she was alone.

"Just because I protected you doesn't mean I care for you, little girl." Christie said with an intimidating tone and her evil smile. Kokoro shook in fear, not knowing what to expect from the assassin.

Christie leaned close to Kokoro's ear and loud enough only for her to hear.

"You're just a means to an end for me… How I torture you is just another way I can get to hurting your dear sister." Christie stated with her intimidating tone.

Kokoro nodded and Christie drew back to look at the frightened geisha's eyes.

"That's a good girl. So obedient… just what I like to see in prey like you." Christie said with her sultry voice before tipping Kokoro's chin up.

The next thing Kokoro knew, Christie shoved her tongue into her mouth and ravaged her like in the tape. Christie closed her eyes, moaning enjoyably and Kokoro's eyes widened.

Her eyes were locked onto the Brit and her breathing escalated as she felt Christie's other hand go down her side and under her skirt. Christie grabbed her ass cheek, getting Kokoro to moan against her will and shut her eyes feeling the glove's leather surface. The gloved grip rubbed around in a tiny circle for a few seconds until slipping under the geisha's white underwear, gripping her ass cheek under the fabric, making Kokoro moan in fear again.

Kokoro's breathing in the kiss spiked out of control and she felt Christie's hand slowly tracing down her crack, teasing the scared geisha to possibly finger her in that moment. Whether by mercy or just a way to instill more fear in Kokoro, Christie slowly slipped her hand out and broke the kiss. The assassin rubbed her thumb on Kokoro's bottom lip, admiring the soft taste of it with a devious grin and soft chuckle to Kokoro opening her eyes. In her mind, a good "pet" like Kokoro deserved a reward.

"Just something to remember me by, child. Taking away something sacred like that won't hurt Helena… But it might be something I'll do for me. Understand?" Christie asked.

Kokoro nodded out of fear and Christie backed up, opening her umbrella.

"Glad we understand each other… Good night, then." The Brit said confidently and turned around to walk back to her own place.

Kokoro stood at the door for a few seconds, looking at Christie walking away in the rain digesting her words in her mind. Somehow, she snapped herself out of her paralyzed state and picked up the keys quickly. She fumbled with them before finding the right one to open the door and got inside fast, slamming it behind her, leaning on it.

The geisha couldn't hold in her tears any longer and started sobbing. She crumbled down, sitting and leaning on the door, covering her eyes. The glasses fell off her face from her hands covering her eyes onto her lap, then onto the floor softly as Kokoro sobbed in her hands from the traumatic experience Christie put her through. She was blessed to finally be at home, but didn't know how she could live now that she was a target only to get into Helena's head.

Kokoro put her face on her knees and wrapped her arms around them while keeping her eyes shut trying to prevent more tears from streaming down, praying that it was all a nightmare that she'll hopefully wake up from.

MISSION SUCCESSFUL

TARGET CAPTURED

REWARD COLLECTED: KOKORO AS NEW PLAYTHING