Trigger warning; This chapter starts the story off featuring an extremely unhealthy co-dependent relationship as well as some emotional abuse. If you prefer not to read such topics, please skip to chapter two :)
When did it all get so messed up? How did my life turn out this way? She was just so tired. Her entire body was heavy, and her eyes were threatening to close themselves against her will. She struggled to lift the heavy futon off the ground, but it had to be put away. She struggled for a few more moments before finally managing to get it into the cabinets above her head. Breathing deeply, she turned around and started walking out of the room. Onto the next.
"Finally done with that room, Kyoko?" a deep voice boomed from across the hall as she exited. "you should take the rest of the night off, you look exhausted."
"Yes I'm done cleaning up the room Taisho-san" she acknowledged "but I can't go home yet, you know I have another few hours left on my shift and I need the money."
He looked down at her, his eyes narrowing and lips pursing in disapproval. He didn't like how little care she took of herself. "Very well, go sweep outside. I think some animals got into the trash cans out there and it is a mess."
Kyoko nodded, grabbing the broom and heading outside, knowing that she didn't deserve the small mercy Taisho-san bestowed on her. Sweeping was much easier than lifting heavy futons. The night air was cold, and goosebumps quickly peppered her exposed arms. She swept methodically, unwilling to do a bad job even as her body was failing her. Sweep. Can't fall asleep. She appreciated how much easier sweeping was, but wished Taisho-san had assigned her to the front of the house, where she had customers to entertain - most of the clients at Darumaya were sweethearts and then she would be able to stay awake.
"Hell Sir, please allow me to refill your glass" she gave the broom a slight bow, gesturing with her hands for a refill. She giggled as the salaryman (who wasn't quite drunk yet) turned towards her and complimented her, telling her what a fine, hardworking young woman she was. How he wished to have a daughter like her and was very proud of her. She felt tears spring into her eyes and blinked. When she opened her eyes again, the sweet but drunk salaryman was gone, replaced with the broom he was all along.
Garbage swept, Kyoko returned the broom to the closet and said goodbye to Taisho-san, her shift complete. She hopped on her bike, her exhausted legs pedaling from reserves of energy she didn't think she had left. She didn't have the money for the bus, let alone the taxi. It all had to go to paying for the apartment.
As she approached, she looked up at the fancy apartment building. It was quite ostentatious, and definitely not her style at all. It was far too modern and western, with big walls made of all glass, interspaced with exposed metal beams. She much preferred the sweet smell of wood and the feel of tamai mats under her feet. At least she was almost home! Her thoughts were interrupted by a sudden realization. Were those lights on in her apartment? Heart beating wildly with excitement, Kyoko launched herself up the stairs, hauling her bike haphazardly behind her, all her previous exhaustion forgotten.
"Sho!?" she yelled as she busted through the door.
"Quiet! Don't yell so loudly! The whole neighborhood will find out." He scolded, glancing her way as she came in.
"You're here! It's been so long since I've seen you!" She was ecstatic, she had missed him so badly. No matter how tired she was, it was all ok, because it was for her prince.
"I just came by the grab some clothes, I won't be here long" he cast her a dismissive glance, going back to fiddling with clothes and a duffle bag
"Please Sho-chan" she begged, approaching him, her eyes wide, trying to convey the depths of her feeling as she reached her hand out.
"I need you" she intoned as she touched his thigh, desperate to make him listen.
He turned towards her, smirking, "Now Now Kyoko, that isn't how you're supposed to ask me for things that you need is it?"
Hands trembling, she reached towards her shirt, slowly removing the buttons one by one. Sho's attention was no longer on his clothes, instead he watched her each move hungrily.
"Slower" he growled as she got halfway down her buttons. "And look at me" She slowed, glancing up at him. She shivered when she met his eyes. Instead of the warm basking love she always hoped she would find in them, there was a deep possessive hunger. But just the fact he was actually looking at her made her heart start to beat wildly. Her hand stopped for a moment as she tried to regain the breath he had just stolen with his gaze, but then she continued.
Shirt unbuttoned, she reached for her jeans, slowly peeling them away from her body. Her curves now full on display, she reached up, removing her bra as a furious blush adorned her cheeks. She always hated this part. She knew she was plain, and having to show Sho her small boobs and unattractive ass always made her feel embarrassed. Despite the embarrassment - or probably because of it, although she would never admit that part to herself- a warm feeling was filling up her abdomen, coming directly from her core.
Bra off, she reached down and took off her panties, standing before Sho completely naked. She could still feel the heat of his gaze, now exploring every inch of her exposed skin. Her blush raged furiously across her cheeks, but now she could feel it snake downward, the rest of her body slowly warming, heat pooling between her thighs. Desperate to avoid his gaze, she bowed, going into a deep dogeza. As her forehead touched the floor, she begged once again.
"Please Sho" she hated the way her voice sounded, whiny and incredibly unsexy
"Please punish me" as soon as the words left her mouth she felt a sharp pang in the deepest parts of her. She wanted it so badly she could scream. She needed it, or else she was going to break into tiny pieces.
"That's better" Sho's voice echoed above her, dripping condescension and arrogance. Why did that make her feel so hot!? She should hate it, hate this situation, literally bowing before him, begging him to do things to her. But instead all she felt was a gathering of heat in her belly.
A deep exaggerated sigh resounded above her "I suppose I can take time out of my schedule to help you out, as pathetic as you are"
Yes! Her mind cried out, as she felt a sharp pang in her belly. Every iota of her being focusing on Sho, on his words. She was pathetic, had been pathetic her entire life, so that comment hardly even registered. Instead all she felt was elation that he was going to comply with her request, that her need was going to be fulfilled.
"Come to the couch" Sho drawled. She moved to stand up, but then his sharp voice cracked into existence from somewhere above her, full of annoyance. "Not like that. Crawl."
She shuddered from a mix of fear and desire. She was afraid he would change his mind if she annoyed him, but the sound of his voice only reminded her of what was about to happen. She crawled over to the couch, bare ass swaying in the air as she made her way over. Only when she was finally there and no longer moving did Sho stop watching the enticing sway of her hips and stride over.
Sho arranged himself on the couch, grabbing Kyoko by the waist and bending her over his lap. He ran a hand posessively over her ass and lower back, sending shivers up her spine as he did so. Leaning forward, he brought his mouth close to her ear, whispering
"Now Kyoko, tell me, why do you deserve to be punished today?"
She let out a small moan- she couldn't help it. She could feel herself growing incredibly wet at the knowledge of her coming release. But still, having to tell Sho her deepest emotions- the parts of herself that were incredibly ugly, that she hated - was always hard.
"Sho" she whispered "I'm a very jealous girl. I saw an article in the paper that said you were dating a model" she shifted a little on his lap, embarrassed at her feelings "I know it isn't true, just tabloid slander, but I hated her so much. I wanted to pull her hair and slap her and tell her to get away from you." Tears sprung in her eyes, not wanting to admit the rest, and she paused
"What else?" his voice growled dangerously in her ear. He could always tell when she was holding back
"I wasn't only jealous of her. I also resented you yesterday- I had just gotten back to this big empty apartment after my third shift, and wondered why I was doing all this if you weren't going to be here in the first place. I'm sorry Sho! I know you are also working long hours to chase your dreams, but I couldn't help thinking it. It was only for a minute!" Agitated, she started to shift in his lap, only to start to feel something hard beneath her.
"My my my" his voice drawled next to her ear, his hot breath caressing her neck as his fingers still slowly explored the rest of her, focusing predominantly on her thighs, ass, and lower back.
"You have been a very naughty girl, and definitely deserve to be punished" her pussy gave a light spasm at his words, her breathing becoming shallow and her heart beating rapidly
"I am going to spank you fifteen times, Kyoko. After each spank I want you to count, and say the following words" as he spoke, his fingers lightly traced her sensitive vaginal lips, drawing a sharp breath out of her
"Say "I am a plain, boring, unattractive girl who doesn't deserve Sho. Sho belongs with a hot, busty model. I am lucky Sho allows me to share his home with Him"
She couldn't say that- she wouldn't- but as soon as the thoughts of rebellion came to her, Sho started tracing her pussy again. His hand was slowly moving down to her clit, and then back up. His slow, languid movements causing more heat in her core then she thought possible.
"Yes Sho, please Sho" she choked out, willing to do what she had to. She knew she was plain, boring, and unattractive, but Sho with another girl made her feel sick. Surely he didn't do this with anyone else, right? Just as her mind was about to go wild with imagination of the worst sort, the sort that made her doubt him, that made her doubt the whole situation, a sharp THAWK! resounded in the air.
"One!" she cried out, easy words first. "I am a plain, boring, unattractive girl who doesn't deserve Sho. Sho belongs with a hot, busty model. I am lucky Sho allows me to share his home with him" she choked out, tears coming into her eyes as she admitted that he belonged with someone much better than her.
"Good Girl" his voice whispered in her ear, hot and heavy, promising things to come. She let out a small whimper, and he shifted her on his lap, so her clit was now poised directly on his thigh. She shifted slightly and moaned, as the new position resulted in every movement leading to some stimulation.
He then started a rain of blows on her bottom, pausing only long enough for her punishment sentence before starting again. As she spoke, he wasn't still, instead stroking and kissing what felt like her entire being. His fingers lightly whisking over her inflamed bottom where he had struck her only moments before was an exquisite kinda of torture. After six blows, however, her ass was screaming. Everytime he slapped her ass her body shuddered forward slightly, rubbing her clit into his thigh. She could feel her moistness pooling, threatening to start dripping down her thighs.
After the eighth blow, she was crying. Sho paused momentarily, nibbling on her ear before whispering "You're doing a good job, Kyoko, you're more than halfway done". At his words she felt a sense of elation, and his biting on her ear caused a cascade of pleasant pangs in her core. He then lifted his hand up, striking her ass again.
"Ni-ni-nine!" she moaned as the strike landed home, her ass now covered in a plethora of bright red handprints. "I am a plain, boring, unattractive girl who doesn't deserve Sho. Sho belongs with a hot, busty model. I am lucky Sho allows me to share his home with Him" she choked the words out between tears, grinding harder against him, any sense of propriety forgotten. She moaned, struggling to get more sensation from the limited position, needing to cum.
"So greedy" he whispered in her ear, holding her in position on her lap. At the words she felt the tide rising. She was so close. "You don't' get to cum yet, you haven't even gotten to 15"
"Please Sho! Please! Please!" she panted, unable to hold herself back.
"Nuh uh, now get ready to count again" she couldn't see his face, but knew he had a giant smirk, but that his eyes would be heavy with desire and unabashed lust. She could feel his cock, completely hard by this point, pushing against her chest.
She rolled her hips against him one more time, unwilling to part from the pleasure from doing so. It mixed deliciously with the pain radiating from her ass, mixing together into a pool of sensation that made her feel heady and drunk. She let out another moan as Sho's hand came down against her ass again, stronger than before, and she felt his cock twitch underneath her
"Ten! I am a plain, boring, unattractive girl who doesn't deserve Sho. Sho belongs with a hot, busty model. I am lucky Sho allows me to share his home with Him '' This time it came out easier than before, after all, wasn't it true? He was gorgeous, funny, talented, incredibly sexy, and was going to be a super star. She was nothing, just a plain boring girl who was lucky enough to be practically raised by his parents.
By the fifteenth slap, her entire body was on fire. She was so close to cumming she could scream. She wasn't allowed to touch herself or masturbate without express orders - Sho had told her he would never touch her again if she pleasured herself without him - but she desperately needed release. Her hand started snaking down to her Clit, knowing she would come from just a few minutes of direct contact
His hand shot out, grabbing her wrist, as he stood up. "Take them off" he growled, bringing her hand to his jeans before letting it go. Excited, she worked to undo his buttons and belt, pausing periodically to rub his cock through his pants as she did so. He grunted, still smirking as he looked down at her, obviously pleased. As she worked his cock out of his boxer briefs it sprung up, stiff and hard, the tip glistening with precum
Her tongue shot out, licking it up eagerly. She then started from the base, working his balls with her hand as she did so, before enveloping him into her mouth. He moaned appreciatively, his hips bucking slightly deeper into her mouth. His hands flew to the back of her head, gripping it lightly. Each bob of her head was now accompanied by pressure, pushing her deeper onto his cock. She gagged, spit thickening, as his cock hit the back of her throat. Sho waited there momentarily for her to get her gag reflex under control. Within a few seconds he continued, pushing deeper until he hit an obstruction, and then applying slightly more force to the back of her head. She felt sometime in her throat give slightly, almost like a popping sensation, and then he moaned as the rest of his shaft slid home. She momentarily panicked as she tried to breathe but realized she couldn't, but then he pulled out. She took a deep, gasping breath just as he reentered her mouth. Soon he had a rhythm going, with Kyoko desperately trying to steal breaths in between strokes. He soon picked up speed and force, his balls slapping against her chin with every thrust, his breath heavy. Her chin, chest, and some of the floor below them slick with spit.
"Kyoko, I'm cumming" he moaned, his hips bucking, sliding his dick somehow even deeper into her throat. She gagged around it, desperately trying to hold back her gag reflex. Sho bucked his hips a few more times as she felt something hot and thick slide down her throat. He stayed there for a few more seconds, lightly thrusting, before sliding out with a deep contented sigh and then moving to the couch where he lounged, naked.
Kyoko swallowed heavily a few times, trying to help the thick cum make its way down. Her ass, lips, and chin all stung from the abuses they just received. More than that though, her entire pussy and core was aching desperately. She hadn't cum since the last time she had seen Sho, and it had been weeks. He wasn't just going to bring her to the edge and then stop, was he!? She crawled over the few steps to the edge of the couch and once again gripped his thigh,
"Sho- Sho please" she whined, her eyes meeting his before falling once again into a dogeza. No longer was there any trace of hesitancy, or shame. "This unworthy, plain, boring girl needs to cum" She heard Sho shift slightly above her, and then felt his fingers on her chin, pulling her eyes upwards to meet his
"Oh she needs to, does she? But does she deserve to? After all you've admitted to me?" his voice was cruel, teasing, but with a trace of warmth. She let out a gasp at his question, unwilling to part with her potential orgasm after so long.
"Please Sho, I've done my penance, I'll be good. I'll keep working to pay for the apartment happily since I know you'll come by and deserve to sleep in a nice place. And I won't feel jealous no matter how many…." her words cut off as she struggled to say what she knew he wanted to hear.
"How many what, Kyoko?" he asked, teasing, immensely enjoying the power he had over her.
"... models you date" the words came through muffled, her jaw clenched tightly as she said them begrudgingly. Sho did deserve the best, but it hurt her that that wasn't her. That no matter what she did, she would never be beautiful, or smart, or good enough for him.
His laughter echoed through the apartment, sounding harsh but warm. She watched as he moved one of his legs from the couch to rest in front of her. "Very well, Kyoko. You may cum, but only if you can do it using my foot."
She moaned, the thought of such humiliation sending another shiver through her. "Thank you Sho" she choked out, gripping onto his leg as she moved her pussy and clit to rest against his foot. Her pussy was incredibly wet, and as she started to rub herself, moving her hips back and forth, his foot soon became slick. She moaned wantonly, her eyes closing as she focused solely on the pleasure the stimulation was giving her.
Above her, Sho smirked, watching her pleasure herself using only his foot, of all things. She wasn't beautiful, not like the models and actresses he dated, but it made him feel heady. She always knew the exact right way to make him feel on top of the world. So good at stroking him- and his ego. He dated a lot of models, but somehow always found himself coming back to her. No one else knew exactly how to make him feel powerful. He supposed it was only right that she knew him so well, though. Unlike all of those models, she belonged to him, afterall.
Smiling at an excellent idea that just occurred to him, he twisted his body around, snagging his pants from the top of the couch and grabbing his phone from his pocket. Turning on the video, he flipped the recording function on as Kyoko continued to rub herself against his foot, her hands flying up to pinch her nipples, moans and tiny whimpers coming from her mouth as she sped up.
"Sho-chan" she moaned "I'm cumming" he watched eagerly as her entire body shuddered, tensing up, and she let out one last moan of release. As her body started to go limp and she leaned against his leg, he stopped the recording on his phone, setting it aside. Leaning forward, he gripped her shoulders, pulling her up and positioning her so she was leaning against him, his arm wrapped around her possessively.
"Mmmm, Sho" she mewed, her eyes still closed, snuggling up against him. He reached out with his hand and started gently patting her head, playing with her hair, unaware of the sweet smile that lit up his features. That's right, she was his. He could play with her as he pleased, and she would love every second, just like she had their entire lives. His smile turned into a slight frown as he thought back to when his parents first started taking care of her, when she first came into his life.
~Flashback~
"Sho! Come over here! There is someone I want you to meet!" His mother called from the foyer, her voice distracting him from the game he was playing. He didn't want to go - his soldiers would get massacred! The invading army was here!
"NOW!" she called, and he sighed, grumbling, standing, leaving his plastic toy soldiers abandoned as he answered her call. He approached the entrance of the ryokan where his mother was waiting, still annoyed at having to leave his toys. His mother smiled at his approach, gesturing to a stern looking woman in a bun and a suit. He glanced at her briefly before looking away, her harsh stare too much for him. As he looked away, his eyes met those of a little girl standing behind her, carefully not touching the woman but still trying to hide behind her. She looked terribly frightened and lonely.
"Sho, this is Kyoko-chan and her mother, Saena. Saena has to travel for work, so Kyoko will be staying with us whenever she does so. She is going to be helping around the ryokan, so make sure to keep her company, ok?" His mother intoned above him. He looked at her, then back at the little girl, before approaching with his hand outstretched.
"Hi Kyoko-chan, I'm Sho, welcome to our ryokan!" At his words she glanced up at her mother, visibility hesitating. When the scary woman didn't so much as look at her, still staring straight ahead, Kyoko took a step forward around her mother's legs so that she could grip Sho's hand to shake it in greeting.
"Lets go!" instead of letting go, Sho gripped her hand tighter and dragged her forward, turning around to run back to play. Playing with toys was always more fun with more people! As he turned around, he heard Saena finally speak, her voice colder and harsher than he would have expected from a mother saying goodbye to her daughter.
"Don't be a bad girl like you normally are, Kyoko. Listen to Sho and his mother. I'll be back in a few weeks." He heard a small sniffle from the girl behind him but kept on pulling her forward, wanting to get back to playing.
He dragged her into the room where he had been playing, and only then did he let go of her hand. Contrary to what he expected, she didn't let go of his in turn, instead tightening her grip. He finally turned and looked at her, only to realize that she was crying.
In between the sobs that were wracking her small frame, she choked out, "Sho, my mother is leaving me here because I'm a bad girl. I don't want her to go. Do you think if I try really hard and am really good then she will come back and take me to live with her again?" Her grip tightened on his hand, her small fingers digging into his skin. It kinda hurt, actually. He was just lucky she was small enough that she couldn't put any more force into it. He panicked, not sure what to say. What did his mother tell him when he was sad? What did she do? He stood there, stupefied, for a few minutes as she cried, before grabbing onto her hand that was gripping his and pulling her against his chest. He awkwardly held her in a loose hug as she cried, and patting her back, tried to comfort her
"There there Kyoko, it's ok, I'm here." She sobbed hardly, clutching to him, for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually though she stopped crying and grossly wiped her face onto his shirt before looking up, smiling.
"What did you want to show me earlier!?" He grinned as she asked, pulling away from her, motioning towards his toy soldiers,
"These are my men! Do you want to play as the invading army?"
"Wow Sho! You have so many soldiers! I'd love to play with you" she said gleefully, her earlier sadness apparently forgotten, and got down onto the floor to play with him. After a while, he looked up at her, scolding her gently
"Kyoko! Your soldiers die too fast. It's no fun if they're too easy!'
"But Sho! You're just too good! Your soldiers are too strong!" he smiled, her statement making him feel good.
"I guess you're right, I'll just have to give you more soldiers I guess" he said as he split his army in half, giving her part of them. They then continued to play, Kyoko letting each of her soldiers die instantly while it took 3-5 hits for any of Kyoko's soldiers to kill one of his. When he glanced up, she was looking at him, smiling, obviously thrilled to be playing with him. It made him feel warm inside, that she was having fun playing with him. All the other girls he tried to play with said playing army was boring.
A few years passed, with her mother coming by once every few months (at first- they eventually became phone calls, and then eventually those dwindled, to the point where she would only visit his parents once a year or so and call once or twice). He remembered one instance in particular, when they were ten or so. Saena was going to come the next day, and Kyoko was SO excited, she had just received her report card, and had nearly all As except for one A- and one B. Sho's parents had already praised her, saying how smart she was and how Sho should follow her example (Sho had gotten mostly Bs). She had demurred, saying how Sho was just focused on practicing the guitar, but he could tell she was really proud of herself. She was jumping around, excited to finally see her mother after so long, telling Sho how her mother would finally praise her. Sho doubted that, but didn't want to rain on her parade, so he stayed silent.
The next day Saena had come, and Kyoko had run up, excited to show her her report card. "Mother" she called out, her hand reaching for Saena. Saena had slapped her hand away, turning away from her conversation with his mother
"What do you want, Kyoko? Don't you know you're not supposed to interrupt adults when they're talking? Good heavens, I hope you don't behave like this when I'm not around, it's a wonder why the Fuwas allow you to stay with them." Kyoko stopped, dropping her hand that had just been slapped, eyes downcast
"Mother, I just wanted to show you my report card. I did a good job!" She hesitantly raised her report card up as she still looked down, now afraid of what her mother would say, but desperately hoping she would praise her.
Her mother reached over, grabbing the report card from her hand, and opened it, taking a look inside.
"Pathetic. You call this a good job? I see an A-, and a B. Why the heavens cursed me with such a stupid, bad daughter I'll never understand. When I was your age I never got anything under a 100, and the fact that you continue to do so is unacceptable." Her mothers voice was cold, and oh so harsh. He could see Kyoko visibly shrinking under the onslaught, curling up into herself, her entire body shuddering with every word.
Uncaring of her daughter's depth of emotion, Saena turned back towards his mother, "I'm sorry you have to take care of her, I know she's such an unreliable, flighty little thing. It must be her father's blood, you know. Nothing truly mine would ever be so undisciplined." at this utterance, Kyoko let out a choking sob and turned around, looking like she was going to run. The last few times her mother had visited, Sho hadn't seen Kyoko around afterwards- he had assumed she had gone on a walk somewhere to calm down. This time was more serious, however. It had been awhile since he had seen her mother give her such a dressing down, and he knew tears were to follow. Running forward, he grabbed her arm, and ran with her outside.
They continued running for quite some time, before Kyoko slowed down, unable to continue, her tears streaming down her face.
"Sho, why am I such a bad girl? Why can't I do anything right? Why doesn't she love me?" Sho stood there awkwardly, thinking of words to comfort her
"You do the things I tell you to right!" he said, and she glanced at him briefly, a very slight smile coming to her lips before her mind turned back towards her mother, and her sadness once again overtook her. She continued to sob for a while, Sho standing there awkwardly, occasionally making inane comments and patting her back.
"Sho" her voice intoned, still thick with sadness "will you do something for me?"
"Yes Kyoko, what do you need?" Anything to make her stop crying.
"I watched an American movie" she began, her voice catching "wher-where the parents spanked their kid. Because they loved him and the spanking would make him a better boy. It worked, and he was a good boy for the rest of the movie." She stopped, swallowing
"Can you spank me? I want to be a good girl for my mom, but I can't seem to do it right by myself. I don't know how. Maybe if you help me... I'll be a good girl" Sho's mouth felt incredibly dry, her heart racing wildly, suddenly nervous. He looked at the girl sitting next to him, her eyes bloodshot and red rimmed from crying.
"Sure Kyoko, I can try and help" he said, not knowing what else to say. Kyoko smiled, and then draped herself over his lap, so her butt was up in the air.
"They hit his butt a few times and then he was a good boy! I can be a good girl this way, I know it!" She said, determined. "Make sure to hit me hard, I don't think it'll work otherwise"
Sho lifted up his hand, and then brought it down her butt as hard as he could. She let out a little squeak and shifted beneath him.
"How many times Kyoko?" he asked, his hand hurting. He didn't like how painful this was, but he did want to make her feel better. He felt so awkward and useless whenever she was crying.
"I think they did five in the movie, so that many I guess? I don't know exactly what we need to make it work, but we can start with that!" she still sounded excited, so he brought his hand down again. By the time he got to five she was crying again, but they were soft, muffled sobs, rather than the body wracking ones they were earlier. His hand throbbed, uncomfortable.
"Thank you Sho, thank you. Maybe now I'll be a good girl" she said as she got off of his lap, and then she changed the subject, looking for a distraction
"Did you finish practicing that new song on the guitar? I bet you're sooo good! I want to hear you play!" He smiled, grabbing her hand, and they raced off to go grab his guitar. He had played the song for her and she had squealed, delighted, heaping praises upon him and telling him how he was going to be a super star somebody, and everyone would love him. She also gave him tips on things he could change a little, to make his songs even better.
A couple years passed by the time her mother visited again, and Kyoko had been sure the spanking magic had worked. Sho's mother always praised what a hard worker and good girl she was as she helped around the ryokan.. All of the customers loved her when she served their sake, complimenting her manners. She had even received a compliment from Sho's father when she helped him in the kitchen. He had told her her knife skills were really improving when she showed him her radish cutting abilities that she had obsessively been practicing for months. She had waited until her hands had partially healed so that he wouldn't see all of the bandaids covering the various nicks she had received during her practice. She hadn't quite gotten the handle on the tea ceremony yet but she was working hard on it and knew she would be able to do it soon. She was going to middle school with Sho - they were second years, being 14 - and had been maintaining her position at almost the top of the class. All of this while beginning puberty and managing her hormones. She knew her dream in life was to marry Sho, but more immediately she wanted his parents (and her own) to love her. She could do this.
Or so she thought. The moment she saw her Mother walk through the door, she felt herself tense up. Especially when her mother looked toward her, and as their gaze met, the mogami river forehead appeared. Why did her mother always look at her like that? Why wasn't she good enough? No! The spanking magic had worked, she had been a good girl, her mother would finally realize that.
"Hi Mother" she said, greeting her. Her mother inclined her head briefly, acknowledging her presence.
"Where is Yayoi-san, Kyoko? I need to speak with her" Kyoko led this woman, her mother, over to the room where Yayoi-san was cleaning. Then she stood there, unwilling to leave her Mother's presence quite yet, not when she hadn't seen her in years and was finally a good girl.
"Kyoko has been incredible, Saena. The customers all love her and she has been an incredible help in the inn. My husband even mentioned to me that she has practically mastered Katsuramuki! Not even all professional Chefs are able to do it as well as she can." Kyoko felt herself flushing, a strong blush decorating her cheeks as Sho's mother lavished her with praise. Maybe her own mother would finally recognize her!
"How has she been doing in school?" Her mothers voice remained cold, and Kyoko felt all of her hope and elation, which had been present seconds earlier, vanish into the void. It all didn't matter. She still wasn't a good enough girl for her mother to be able to love her. She was a bad girl still, the spanking magic wasn't strong enough. Maybe Sho didn't hit her hard enough, or they had to refresh the magic more often.
"Well, Saena, understand that she has been helping a lot in the inn, she doesn-" Saena cut Sho's mother off
"How has she been doing in school?"
"Mo-mo-mother, I have been the fourth top of my class" Kyoko ventured out, still hoping with a small corner of her soul that her mother would praise her.
Saena whipped around, her icy glare meeting Kyoko's. With that look the final hope of receiving love today died, her heart withering under her mothers stare.
"I knew my daughter was an idiot but I had hoped you would have learned by now, based on how many praises Yayoi has been lavishing upon you. She must be spoiling you. She doesn't know how a pathetic child should be treated. I often wish I had never had a child, since I ended up with one as badly behaved as you." Tears filled her eyes as she met her mother's harsh stare, and she started crying.
"You're always so loud, leave me so I can talk with Yayoi in peace" her mother dismissed her, turning around to speak with Sho's mother again, not offering a word of comfort to her crying daughter.
Kyoko ran to her room, desperate. She needed to renew the magic, but she needed more than that. She needed her Corn stone. It was a source of comfort to her, even before she had tried the spanking magic. The fairy that had given it to her was one of her brightest, most happiest memories. Maybe if she combined both of the magics together, it would finally work. Holding back her sobs, she grabbed the stone, and then went off to find Sho.
Sho had been in his room, rummaging through the pages of a porn magazine he had taken from his father's room. He still wasn't 100% sure what was going on with his body, but knew it felt good when he touched himself when looking at the pictures. He hadn't gotten fully started yet - he had just started getting warmed up by looking at the pictures - when Kyoko busted through the door to his room. He hurriedly dropped the magazine behind him as she ran up, crying, her eyes half-closed and snot running down her nose. Gross. But then as his initial disgust faded he belatedly realized her mom must've been visiting today. He never saw her cry unless her mother was involved. She flung herself infront of him, sobbing.
"Sho, sho" she cried out "I need you to spank me again, the magic must've worn off without me realizing it. Please Sho, I was such a good girl for awhile, I need it again" she begged him. He shifted uncomfortably.
"Kyoko, it made my hand really hurt last time, I don't want to," he replied, hoping he could get out of it. His hand had hurt for hours last time, especially since he had tried to further cheer her up by playing the guitar directly afterwards. He really didn't want to have to bother.
In reply, she stared up at him, tears streaming down her cheeks, "Please sho" she said " I need to be good"
He let out a deep sigh, then nodded, gesturing to his lap. In reply, Kyoko stood up, and then lifted her skirt up around her waist so that her panties were showing and he could see she had a mostly bare ass, her underwear being cheekier than he expected.
Sho stiffened- his entire body, but also his lower parts. "What are you doing!?' he asked hurriedly
"It's supposed to work better if you hit bare skin" she whined, laying down on his lap, her ass and her panties perfectly positioned. He moved his hand, hesitantly laying it on her ass. He couldn't help it, it was right there, in his face! He felt his dick grow hard as he squeezed it. It was soft, but firm, and when he shook his hand, it jiggled pleasantly.
"What are you doing Sho!?" Kyoko scolded him, her crying lessened as she felt warmth pooling in her gut. For some reason, Sho touching her ass was making her feel incredibly hot, and also kinda of making her private bits feel tingly and itchy.
"Sorry Kyoko, I was distracted" He mumbled, his mind flashing her ass onto the pages of the magazine, replacing her face and boobs with those of a hot, big-breasted model. The thought made his dick feel even harder, if that was possible, and he wanted to get this over with so he could resume his previous activities. Except - privately he acknowledged in his head- he might definitely be imagining Kyoko's ass underneath his hand as it was now.
He raised his hand, and brought it down onto her ass. As his slap hit, he watched with awe as her ass turned slightly red in the shape of his hand. More than that, her ass jiggled incredibly, much more so than when he was just moving his hand around it. Kyoko had a sharp intake of breath as his hand came down again, but didn't say anything.
After the fourth hit, he wanted to continue forever. He couldn't feel the pain in his hand anymore, instead he just focused on how the jiggle of her ass made him want to touch himself so badly. After the sixth slap, Kyoko said something, drawing him out of his reverie.
"Sho, I don't think the spankings are enough. I need you to scold me" He sighed- as he was drawn out of his trance he was able to feel his hand, and it did kinda hurt already.
"Kyoko, you have been a bad girl who is not the top of her class" he obliged her as he started slapping her ass again. He felt her shift, soft cries again filling the air, but he didn't stop spanking her, occasionally interjecting with a scolding of something he knew she felt bad about, like not mastering tea ceremony yet. Finally, after twenty slaps, she cried out
"Sho, Sho, I think that's enough". Pulled out of his rhythm, he realized his hand was incredibly sore, and all of her ass that he could see through her panties was flaming red. He was also incredibly hard, and could feel a damp spot in his underwear where his precum had soaked into the fabric. He was too preoccupied by the redness of her ass to notice that her panties had a similar wet spot.
"Thank you Sho" she said softly, lowering her skirt, "I needed that"
"Good" he grunted "now leave" He desperately needed to take care of some… business. Kyoko nodded, smiling, and left. As she did so Sho took out the magazine again and hurriedly finished himself off. He had never felt so hot in his life.
After that, the spanking continued regularly, every couple of months or so. Whenever Kyoko was feeling like the magic was wearing off. After the first few times he had gotten the nerve to ask her to strip naked, like the women in the magazines. Seeing her sprawled across his lap without any clothes on was a thrill. Eventually, as they grew older and his tastes started developing, he started exploring her body during their sessions. She was still a virgin- she had never let him go quite that far- but they had done almost everything else by the time they were going to move onto highschool. He still remembered fondly one session, where she had cum for the first time. He had been playing lightly with her pussy, tracing the outline and lightly teasing her nub, before plunging his fingers into her depths. Shocked at the sudden intrusion, she had moaned, but as he had continued to move his fingers inside her, going in and out, he felt her tense, and then release, shuddering around the fingers buried inside her.
After that she had upped the frequency of their sessions, craving that release. He obliged, and when he was moving to Tokyo to make it big, he asked her to come with him. Not just because she was excellent at cooking and cleaning, but also because he didn't want their sessions to stop.
Bang! He woke up to the sound of the door closing, and realized he had fallen asleep on the couch during his reminiscing. He glanced up to see Kyoko coming in, holding a convenience store bag. She smiled up at him, gesturing to the table.
"I got your favorite pudding!" she exclaimed, and he hopped up, excited. Struggling into his pants he turned towards her, ready to eat.
"Ah, excellent!" he said as he grabbed the pudding she held out to him. "I just can't go to the store and buy pudding, you know. I'd be mobbed by fans. And I can't ask someone to get it for me, it just doesn't fit in with my image" She nodded along, pleased to see him so happy. She then turned on his favorite variety show, hoping that he would stay the night. All of the hard work and exhaustion she had been experiencing earlier was forgotten as she allowed herself this moment to bask in his laughter and happiness.