Creation began on 06-29-21

Creation ended on 07-12-21

Foxy Nudes

Live Entertainment Torture: Finale

Etsuko laid up in the prison hospital for a solid four months after she was found in the hotel suite after enduring all that torture the dark stranger had put her through for all her fans, who, despite boosting her ratings, had loved her so much that they ended up almost killing her through the guy. Somehow, the stranger had enough evidence on her to convict her for everything that made her news segments what they were, including the recent ones that warranted her getting assaulted by him and put on display for the world to see. Even if she were to try and talk her way out of jail time by coming up with a convenient story, there was no way she could ever go back to her livelihood; starring in Live Entertainment Torture had ruined her image and destroyed her publicity, not to mention her body was broken in every way she could imagine. Her legs were broken, three of her ribs were cracked, her left arm suffering second-degree burns, her right arm cut with a boxcutter enough times to leave the possibility of nerve damage, her breasts pierced with heavy piercings along with her navel, her jaw wired shut to correct the broken bones, her anal cavity bruised from having foreign objects shoved up her rectum, and nose broken and her eyes blackened from being beaten.

What was worse for her was the video being on the Internet for all to see, going viral within three hours. The man made sure to lay waste to her in more ways than she could anticipate, and the media ate it up like carrion. She had heard stories, urban myths, nonsense, really, about a man that could do things that other people couldn't, making life miserable for those that were forced to answer for their sins, one way or another. At first, she didn't believe any of it, but after what happened to her, she had to reconsider that she had met the man behind the myth, and he was anything but a man. He was like every fear people ever had about the police, other serial killers, even the monsters parents told their children about at night, all rolled into one…and she only saw the surface of what he was.

"What I want…is for Ms. Wakabayashi to wake from her slab in the morgue and be returned to her father," she recalled him saying to her when she asked what he wanted from her. "I want the guy that kidnapped her, Marude Damesuke, to confess to why he did what he did."

And before he left me there, he said he wasn't done, that he was going to make sure that I pay for everything that happened.

The only other measure of discomfort she had right now, beside the fear that her attacker would return for her, was agony of her buttocks; never did she ever have such a hard time laying down.

-x-

Brother Correction didn't want the suffering to end for Etsuko just yet. He had visited the Cenobites enough times to understand their perception of pain and pleasure to decide that this woman's pain had only just started; she needed to suffer for as long as possible, to lose everything and know that it was her fault. Also, he needed to undo the greatest pain that had been inflicted because of Etsuko. As he leaned against an observation railing looking out at the city, he sighed as the young woman's face appeared in his mind.

"A life for a life," he told himself. "It's time to pay Mr. Damesuke a visit."

-x-

"…Yo, Damesuke, you got a visitor!" The prison guard told the inmate that had been unable to explain why he did what he did to his former employer. "Your new lawyer is here to see you."

"What?" He uttered for the first time in a while. "What lawyer?"

His prison cell opened and a dark man in a suit entered the cell. It was Brother Correction, here to see him.

"Hello, Mr. Damesuke," he greeted the inmate. "I've been told that you've been inconsolable for quite some time. Do you care to tell me why?"

"I…I…"

Brother Correction looked at the prison guard and sighs as he takes something out of his jacket pocket. It was a photograph of Mayumi, taken during an earlier time.

"Do you remember her?" He asked him, showing the photo. "Do you remember what you did to her, Mr. Damesuke?"

Mayumi was posing against a tree in a park on a sunny afternoon, a beautiful smile on her face. The picture reminded Marude of what he did to cost the young woman her life…and who influenced him to kidnap her in the beginning. He wanted to reach out for the photo, for a physical recollection of the dead woman. Tears started falling from his eyes.

"You want this picture, don't you?" Brother Correction asked him. "You want for this all to be nothing more than a bad dream to wake up, don't you?"

Marude slowly raised his left hand to the photo and nodded his head in the positive.

"Maybe this is a dream for you," he heard his lawyer told him. "Maybe this is a test for you to pass. How you succeed depends upon your honesty, your sincerity. Tell me, Mr. Damesuke…do you want for Mayumi to be alive again?"

Marude looked at him like the question had been a crazy thing to ask.

"Are you a god?" He asked him.

"No, but I'm among the people that work for the gods," he claimed. "Lawyers are people that fight for justice. Justice, truth, liberty and all that other stuff that people believe in. What do you believe in? Money? Religion? Love?"

"I loved her."

"But was it really love? Did you really love her?"

He gave him the photo and stood back.

"I did love her," Marude believed.

"Then why did you kidnap her? Why did you hurt her? It might've been a bullet that claimed her life, but you were the one that kidnapped her, indirectly leading to her death. Please…why did you do it?"

Marude cried softly as he held the picture.

"She suggested that I kidnap her after I was dismissed by my ex-employer," he finally confessed.

"Who suggested that you kidnap her?"

"Etsuko…Yamanobe. She approached me shortly after I was fired…and she suggested that I kidnap Mayumi and everything."

-x-

Etsuko was in a world of trouble now. The police had gotten a confession from Damesuke and he told them who coerced him to go after Wakabayashi's daughter and leading to her murder and his arrest. This, along with the other evidence against her, made her a recipient for the death sentence. There was no way she could talk her way out of this nightmare she was in now, not after that creep finally went and spoke to the police.

Even the news spoke about it for the last three hours.

"…Etsuko Yamanobe is an embarrassment to the news industry!"

"…To learn that she instigated these crimes for her news segments is just a horrible situation from a horrible woman…"

"…I'm afraid to leave my house with my children because of people like her trying to make the news like this!"

"…This woman had my daughter killed…for ratings. She should rot for her crimes."

"I actually like the last one from Mr. Wayabashi," she heard her tormentor say to her in her room. "He's the one hurting the most from this revelation."

If she could talk right now, she would've begged him for a chance to explain her actions.

"But you can't be sympathetic about your actions…can you?" He questioned. "You can't make me see that you're a good person, not with your past. People like you are supposed to report the news when they're mainly about accidents, sports or political issues with resolutions or conflicts. But instead, you had a hand in causing accidents. People are inevitably drawn to disaster and mayhem, but what really should be attracting their attention to these happenings is the despair those affected by them that have to try and make sense of their new situation. People that suffer from earthquakes or explosions or a plague get the most grief; how do they move on from the aftermath, how do they rebuild and do they find their loved ones? Stories like those get better ratings. They strike at the heart and conscience of people who start to realize that they could've been the ones affected by the despair. But you can't understand any of that unless you have experienced what they have been through. When you suffer, you either adjust as best as you can or go wishing for the losses you experienced to be nothing more than a bad dream."

Etsuko didn't know what he was getting at.

"I asked your pawn what he was willing to trade for the woman he harmed to be whole once again, and he made the foolish suggestion of offering his own life in exchange for hers. Only those that believe in a soul for a soul is often a fair trade…when sometimes, it isn't. Sometimes, what people can give up in exchange for a life returned…is so simple that nobody would think to trade that simple something. I asked if he would instead give up his one-in-a-lifetime chance to be with her the right way…and he said that he would. To be willing to give up a chance to be with someone you obsess over can mean only one of a few things that drive a person: They want to atone, they want to face the ultimate fate that awaits them, they want to return what they took from this world…or they love someone enough to give up their future together just so they can still have a future. Why do you think that is so?"

Even if she couldn't answer, she was unsure of why anyone would give up their future with someone like that. She knew she wouldn't do that.

"But that's you," he told her. "You wouldn't sacrifice what you have for another person…because you can't demonstrate any measure of love or friendship towards others. You're just a deviant woman that uses whatever she has at her disposal to get ahead, including her sexuality. It's all expendable. And I make it a point to punish people like that severely, making their penance relate in some way to their sins."

Who are you? She thought.

"I am the repercussions of people's misdeeds," he told her. "I am hope for those that suffer unjustly because of others. The man that gives retribution to those condemned to serve their sentence in the underworld…and the stranger that promises hope to those trying to find their paradise. Ancient legends, urban myths…and childish fairytales. The one who is connected to all. What shall your final fate be?"

If he was here to finish what he started, then she was defenseless to stop him.

"I know exactly what to do with you," he expressed, and she was terrified of his expression of sadism mixed with purpose. "Yes…I know exactly how to punish you for your crimes."

-x-

"Oh?" Mayumi Wayabashi went one day as she jogged down the street and saw a man she felt was familiar to her. "I'm sorry, have we met before?"

The man, Marude Damesuke, sitting on a bench reading a newspaper, looked at the young woman and replied, "Not unless you believe in reincarnation, ma'am. Sorry."

"It's okay. Bye."

As Mayumi resumed jogging, Marude sighed at this simplicity. This was a condition of the bargain he struck with Brother Correction; he would bring her back to life so that she could enjoy her future, restored to the way she was before he kidnapped her…but he would spend the rest of his life making sure she was protected from people that would try to take advantage of her, including kidnappers, drug dealers, human traffickers, rapists and corrupt police officers. This was his fate, always watching her like a guardian angel whenever she was out and about…but never able to be with her because he surrendered whatever chance of a future he could possibly have with her. But he was okay with his fate; he had to atone, and this was how he could atone for his role in her death that was erased from people's memories and the media to ensure nobody except he, Brother Correction and Etsuko had any recollection of the previous past where she died.

Etsuko, on the other hand, was paying a different price for her role in the girl's death. All Marude needed to understand was that her punishment was one step removed from his own…and someplace else where sexuality and coercion were virtually nonexistent in the pursuit of a story.

-x-

He had reeducated her on foxes and their lifespan. Some could live to be five years of age due to dwindling resources in the ecosystems ravaged by humans. Since female foxes were referred to as vixens, he saw a fate worse than death for her to serve that would make her better appreciate the life of a human; for the next twenty-five years, Etsuko Yamanobe would live as a fox in any of these dwindling environments that foxes dwelled in, cut off from people. Even if she were to be killed by hunters or poachers, she wouldn't know such a merciful death unless it was as a human; if she died by any other means that excluded a natural death, she would just reincarnate inside another fox form.

Etsuko found this to be torture, even if it wasn't a human death sentence that she was still going to face. The man that condemned her to this fate, living in the wilderness, forced to develop a better understanding of humanity and what have you for the next quarter of a century, was probably laughing his ass off at her humiliation.

"Make no mistake, Ms. Yamanobe, you will face the death penalty for your crimes," Brother Correction told her. "Just not right now. No matter how many times you die…or no matter how many times you get dealt with by a bullet or knife or a bear trap, you must spend the next twenty-five years of your life removed from civilization and develop an appreciation for what people take for granted. If you can show even a little appreciation for humanity's positive traits, your human death will be just as merciful as the chance for redemption. But if you can't change in the slightest sense…then this will a dog version of Live Entertainment Torture for those that get off on animal cruelty. Twenty-five years, no more, no less, for you to live as a vixen. Your penance before your execution."

And now here she was, in some wooded area, in the form of a red fox, condemned to live as an animal for the next twenty-five years.

And he gave that has-been a better fate! She thought as she was now forced to chase after a rabbit that was running from her. He made him a guardian angel!

In the shadows behind one of the trees, Brother Correction watched as Etsuko was forced to serve the first week of her punishment; he would check in on her from time to time, same as Marude and Mayumi. But he'd keep a stricter eye on the vixen that brought this upon herself.

And some people think I enjoy the suffering of others like my sister does, he thought as he saw how Etsuko failed to catch the bunny. If I enjoyed the suffering of others, I'd express it more. But I don't enjoy suffering, even for the sake of suffering. I prefer justice and redemption over injustice and retribution. People that are able to move on and rebuild their lives, to change their ways or find hope in the world…those put a smile on my face.

Looking away from Etsuko as she slumped onto the ground, he saw a hunter from afar, armed with a rifle, aimed at the human-turned-fox.

Not on my watch, he thought as he went after the hunter; Etsuko would not die a fox so suddenly at the start of her penance.

Fin

A/N: And there you have it, folks. That's my interpretation of how Foxy Nudes gets reworked by Brother Correction. I hope this impresses you that enjoy my work. Until next time.