Monday 8th ?

10:00

It's honestly kind of unimaginable someone would be so stupid as to record all their crimes in a book like this, but at the very least it does show me how bad things have gotten with Toko. Currently I'm making sure that she's behaving in my room and I'll be using this book to record all the incidents I have with her as she seems to have already started me off either way.

As the Ultimate Detective it's my duty to try and help someone who's gone over the wrong path like Toko, even if she's not gone too far yet and it may be ok for now. If we escape this school and she continues to act the way she is now I don't want to someday be forced to investigate one of her "incidents" as she puts it.

Standing over her, the girl's sexual energy has grown to a point now she must quell it over and over again.

It's not like I wanted a job like this, but Monokuma kind of forced it upon me. After I found out about the things Toko had been doing, Monokuma voluntarily put a chain in my room to keep her under control, bolting it to my wall as though she were some kind of animal. Something to do with the whole horny business messing with the flow of his Killing Game.

Either way, I felt bad for this, being forced to knock on Toko's door. I looked at her, her body was sweating and she was panting heavily. Already, I could tell just from her smell alone she had been masturbating, even after all the warnings I gave her, she still couldn't control herself.

So I did the only thing I could do.

I grabbed her and pulled her to my room, of course she tried to fight me the whole way, desperately thrashing and growling at me as she yelled that I don't control her. Though she was a lot weaker than me, I managed to get her to my room fairly easily, putting the collar around her neck. I sighed and finally sat down on my bed, messing with the key in my hands.

It felt like I was treating her more as a dog than a human, which is kind of the reason I'm writing in this at all, since I wanted Toko and the outside world to know this wasn't something I wanted to do. It was something Monokuma made me do. If I had it my way I'd have taken her keys and locked her in her room with me and talked things out.

But Monokuma said that would mess with the Killing Game and would leave the two of us safe from potential murderers, but I do suspect he just wanted me to embarrass the poor girl.

I simply just sat there, watching as Toko yelled at me over and over, desperately swearing at me as she thought this was something I wanted to do out of my own volition. Having no idea what to say and seeing it as pointless to really argue I just sat there and stared at her.

After 15 minutes of pure torture, listening to her yell and scream while she tried to get the collar from her neck, she finally calmed down. Sitting there winded and defeated, finally giving me the time to explain why I did this. I told her I never did this with the intent to hurt her, but with the intent to finally get rid of the lust holding her body hostage.

Just keeping an eye on her should be good enough…

Or at least that's what I thought, the girl is… Very weird and she seems to not mind showing me. It's been around an hour, approximately 10:32am (on the times Monokuma gives us) and she's already started showing her… More aggressively horny side.

I assumed that Toko wouldn't try anything with me in the room, which was the point of this whole thing. But suddenly while I was reading one of the books from the library I began to hear a wet noise, looking down at her. Toko was fingering herself in front of me, her eyes locked on me as she tried to be as quiet and discreet as possible, pulling them out the SECOND I looked over at her, the disgusting wet ooze on her fingers dripping down onto my floor.

She tried to act like she hadn't done anything but as this was for her own good, I scolded her. Telling her to stop doing that. I was blunt and didn't shy away from embarrassing her which is how it's meant to be.

I have to be focused and aggressive with her if she's going to beat this it seems but it's hard. Over the last few minutes she had tried multiple times to sneak her fingers back in but luckily she seems to be stopping now.

11:00

Right now it's 11:23 and since the last time I spoke to her, Toko hasn't been that much trouble. Occasionally I see her rubbing the outskirts of her panties but I quickly stop her… Actually I've found a pretty good way at doing so. Whenever I see her hand move toward her privates I slap it with a ruler, simply making her quickly pull her hand back.

It may be tough love, but it's like people do with animals. Slowly making them pull away from their urges as they know it'll cause pain.

I almost feel bad for comparing Toko to a lab rat, but it does seem to be working. Right now though she's acting more feral than human. So it's a fair comparison.

12:00

Toko just had an outburst, it was totally out of nowhere. The time is currently 12:12. I had been laying on my bed, casually reading when she suddenly began breaking down. It was actually surprising for once as she began to desperately beg for me to let her feel herself.

As I looked over the side of the bed I saw an unprecedented amount of her juices in a puddle on the ground around her, completely changing my once clean floor to a pool of juices. It made me feel almost bad for her, watching her desperation and her attempts to try and persuade me.

These ranged from having one of her romance novels revolve around me and a crush, having her pay me, having her be my personal slave for the rest of the time here. From even a far off glance it's obvious Toko's going through some sort of withdrawals, not focusing on her words that could put her in bad situations down the line… Though she HAS begun to start calling me by a kind of crude nickname. "Mistress"

It's like this is all some sort of game to her, like I'm just playing along as some sort of participant. Which only makes it all the harder to do my job, her hands have become a lot more active, making their way to her pussy before I slap them, though this time instead of her light whimpers, Toko smiles at me. The smile is one of joy, like she enjoys the feeling of me punishing her.

I've never been in a position like this. But as a detective I can't just sit back and let Toko down. So I ignore those reactions and focus on my job, giving her stern looks to make sure she knows I'm serious.

It's currently 12:45 and I'm not sure if I just did something immoral.

Toko tried attacking me. Out of nowhere Toko dived at me, grabbing my arm and pulling me from my bed. It didn't seem all that malicious as she never really HURT me or made a grab for my key, but with all the training I had gotten in self defence I grabbed her and slammed her to the ground in a second flat.

My foot held her cheek to the ground while I had one of her wrists pulling on her arm before I began to yell at her, mostly out of surprise as I ordered her to stop acting like a horny teenager, trying to teach her that this behaviour isn't normal. But, looking at her face, she seemed in a world of pure bliss, her eyes in the back of her head as she drooled on the ground.

Once I finally let her go, Toko stared up at her and began to gulp, before she asked if I could shove my foot in her face again.

I had no idea this sort of thing even happened, but I had seen criminal reports from TV shows with perverted men that have a sort of foot fetish. I have no idea if I did something wrong, if my quick thinking to detain her made her MORE horny, but now I'm keeping a closer eye on her.

Ironically, she seems to be keeping them on me too, watching me to see if I lose focus to try and get me to detain her once more. Her pussy was getting ridiculous. Occasionally I would notice her humping the side of my bed as she watched me, making me have to slap her with my ruler once more.

13:00

It's 13:00 and I need to write in here, I think I'm starting to lose my cool. Sitting in this room is driving me crazy, the smell of Toko's juices now drenching my floor, the way she constantly meithers me as she calls me Mistress, begs me to hold her down with my foot, constantly moving her hand toward her crotch to get me to slap it away. She's playing with me like this is some sort of game as I said, trying to get me to do something to her.

I can't…

Toko is my friend… This can't go on too much longer, I just need to keep my head straight and focus my vision on my book… This distraction is all I need.

It's 13:20 and my book was ruined.

To say the least, Toko is becoming more animal than human, her hands grabbed at my book out of nowhere after I lost focus on her for a second. I barely even noticed her getting closer as she stole it right from my hand before she slammed it down onto the floor, beginning to rub the paper into her own disgusting juices, ruining it and in turn ruining the only form of escape I had in this room.

I looked at it and seeing the look in Toko's eyes I could tell what she wanted from this. I didn't give her the satisfaction and took a deep breath tugging on my gloves as some sort of stress relief.

I wanted to leave to go and get a new book, but every time I got closer to the door I would hear Toko begin to moan, her fingers penetrating herself, forcing me to rush back and slap them away, the progress we've made today can't be undone and I need to focus.

So… Regretfully I decided to talk to Toko. Having no other options I looked at her and began to open my mouth.

14:00

I… Don't know what to do anymore. I'm losing it. I just did something again, Toko and I had been talking.

I tried to keep the conversation on track, but Toko just kept bringing it back over and over again, asking me to lick her, asking me to touch her, asking me to dominate her. I didn't want to talk about this. But over and over she just continued to use our time to mindlessly talk about us having sex, the ideas now being ingrained in my head as she got more and more graphic with her descriptions.

Toko wanted me to grab her and throw her to the ground, spanking her over and over for abusing my friendship before using my feet to punish her like the bitch she is. Before finally the two of us join as friends as we begin to eat each other out, helping us both to finally relieve the stress in our lives.

Toko's fantasies were almost becoming reality to her in this place, the boredom making them jump to the forefront of her mind, she explained how nothing happens here. Byakuya doesn't talk to her, Aoi only argues with her, the others don't talk to her… Toko is mind numbingly bored, desperate for anything to take the edge off. Which is why all this started.

Toko once again began to drool as she began to hump her pussy against the floor, her eyes almost becoming swirls of insane delusions as she began to regale the events she was thinking up when I had gone to get her. In her room she was aggressively fingering herself over what happened yesterday, the idea that I had seen her, the idea that I wanted to stop her.

She wanted me to grab her and force her to eat carpet while I used some strap on to punish her for her disgusting actions, she wanted me now more than anyone else. Even more than Byakuya just because of the mystery behind my eyes, because of how dominant my gaze is as I look at her.

Feeling so much sympathy for her as I realised more and more that I'm part of her problem, I'M a piece of the puzzle as to how she ended up this way. I slowly moved my foot down, pressing it against her wet pussy and her drenched panties, hearing her let out a light gasp of surprise and pleasure as she finally stopped aggressively humping things like some sort of deranged beast. I pulled back to the annoyance of Toko, blaming me for teasing her in this state. But I couldn't do anything else, if I tried to help Toko would only get worse… Right?

Or… Would she get better?

Maybe I am just teasing her. Keeping her on a leash? Slapping her with a ruler? Glaring at her like I own her? And now pressing my foot on her desperate pussy only to move back.

Am I really being a tease?

15:00

After a long talk with Toko, I've come up with a new plan, it may be slightly unethical to most people on the outside, but right now. Both Toko and I need something to stimulate our brains. Sitting in a room alone, smelling cum 24/7 isn't healthy… Which is why I'm not letting this continue.

To stop Toko's urges, I'm becoming the thing she wants most.

Slowly, I take off my leather boots and then my socks, watching as Toko shivered in delight.

To make this clear, I didn't want to do this. But as her new "Mistress" I had to punish her for all her teasing and aggressive tactics. I moved my foot toward her, watching as she slowly stuck her tongue out. Staring at me as I felt her hot breath hit the underside sole as I began to scowl, before slamming it against her mouth and feeling her wiggling tongue pressed against me, forcing her to worship my foot.

This was all for the team after all, to help Toko finally overcome her exhibitionist urges I had to finally dominate her and teach her a lesson. Watching as she began to lick up and down the sole of my foot, I moved my ruler down and spanked her ass with it, watching as she flinched and let out small whines. Not daring to move back as I spoke to her.

I have never spoken like that before, my tone was threatening and rough, my eyes scowling down at her like she was the most useless, pathetic thing I had ever seen, every word out of my mouth was some sort of threat or some sort of promise that if she didn't continue I would hurt her and yet Toko loved it. Her tongue moved up my foot slowly before reaching my toes, sucking on them one at a time, gently taking them in her mouth before moving to the next leaving a glossy glow of saliva covering each one, her glasses slanted as she tried to move too fast.

I've never felt so disgusted yet so turned on… I needed something from her. So I ended the foot session early by pushing it harder, knocking Toko onto her ass before holding her down. My foot now holding her face, she began to wriggle and whine in confusion but yet she still continued to gently lick up and down the sole, her lust knowing no bounds even in a situation where she might get hurt by me.

I knew what I needed and I took it. Grabbing her pigtails and finally removing my foot from her face, she had a split second to open her eyes in a confused desperate act to see what I wanted from her before she was SLAMMED right into my crotch.

I held her hair high, moaning and biting my lip as I listened to the sounds of Toko slurping on my pussy, despite me pulling her hair all the way up, making sure she felt the pain of being below me she didn't even try to complain or whine for me to stop, Toko simply took everything as I casually let myself buck and hump my wet oyster against her lips.

That wasn't… What I wanted. I tried pulling more, sure I got a few groans and a couple of mumbles of discomfort, but Toko barely reacted as I desperately wanted her to yelp or cry out in pain. I needed her to KNOW that I was disappointed in her.

I needed to show her who was boss.

Letting her continue to eat me out, I looked around the room, humping against her face like she was a simple object, not allowing her to breath until I found another weapon to show her who's in charge as clearly the ruler just wasn't cutting it anymore. It took a while, looking around the room for a long time Toko began to gently slap on my thigh, trying to show me that she needed air as she let out loud sputtering and grumbling and gurgling noises. I ignored her as she deserved and kept looking, soon making her become desperate, slapping over and over, then scratching at me as she felt the slow embrace of asphyxiation pulling her under.

THIS caught my attention and it's when I finally found what I needed. Noticing my hand finally, I saw the perfect weapon. My leather glove. Those usually saved to hide my burnt hands, I moved the glove slowly from my hand as I completely forgot about my usual horror filled feelings of someone looking at my scars. (Guess that's just what lust does to a person). Listening as the brunette gasped at the sight of my hand but that didn't last long as slowly I leant over her again and aimed for a different target as I slapped the glove off Toko's crotch.

She let out a loud yelp of pain and pleasure, holding her pussy as she stared up at me, finally the girl had enough strength to pull back from me, the pain clearly being too much for her. I watched as she opened her mouth wide, breathing in as much as she could while her hands held onto her dripping pussy to hide it from my attacks, looking completely and utterly pathetic as the pale glow on her face was replaced once more by colour as air flowed through her system.

But… I felt powerful now. Like nothing could stop me. Seeing this was a challenge to me I slapped the glove down on her hands yelling "MOVE THOSE FUCKING HANDS AWAY." I felt nothing but rage and lust taking over me. Just remembering it now. I feel so much shame but…

This was all I could do.

Watching as she yelped and moved her hands down by her sides and watching those big eyes looking up at me like she were a child just caught by their mother with their hand in a cookie jar. She looked completely and utterly terrified of me. Knowing I was in charge, knowing I OWNED her.

Jamming Toko's face back into my pussy, I didn't let her go, leaning over her I spanked her ass with my glove over and over again as she let out loud whimpers and whines of pleasure and pain. Taking my rage over and over as I desperately tried to make her lick me harder, faster and deeper.

Her aggressive moaning and groaning vibrating down my pussy and finally making me feel some sort of pleasure to fight off my lust. I couldn't help but smile a bit as I let out a moan of my own for the whore girl that had been placed right into my lap. Toko Fukawa needed to be healed of her obsessive habits and it didn't seem like I was the woman to do so.

15:00

We've been like this for a while now. I found it hard to write my last entry with Toko's head stuffed between my legs but after the first onset of lust I had felt it seems to have slowed down with the help of the bitch between my thighs. Though to be honest it's hard to keep her on track, occasionally I see her slowly making her way back to take a breath or even trying to use her own hand to touch herself but… That's not how it works.

The poor pale girl's ass has a bright red mark on it from the amount of times I had hit her with my leather glove in the same spot and the writer's loud groans of pain only get louder and louder as I do it more and more as punishment for her disobedience.

By now the girl was covered in my juices as I had let out multiple orgasms of my own. Though for some reason, I felt the powerful urge to simply DENY her of her own, forcing her to sit there and continue to eat more and more of my potent pussy juices, making her tongue, nose and face smell like the inside of a fish shop. Ruining her face with my dripping juices…

This is the kind of feeling I never thought I'd have as long as I live. Even as a detective I had always had trouble being in control as thoughts of my father pulled me back down, the idea that I might not have been good enough for him made me feel weak. But here, when it's just me and Toko.

My father doesn't come into the equation. All I can think about is what I'm going to do to her next and how I'm gonna treat her as she bows to my will. I almost feel like some supervillain holding control over a person.

And I think I have the perfect idea! For the next hour I'm gonna leave her completely and utterly dripping, begging for someone to pleasure her pussy as she continues to worship me without a word of defiance, forced to constantly smell and taste my delicious pussy as she isn't allowed a single second to pull back for a breath! She's MINE.

If she can manage ALL that. I think I'll let her FINALLY cum. But seen as it's her. Who knows…

16:00

Looking at her now, God I pity this bitch for not being born strong like me, her face looks disgusting, she's barely even awake as my cum and her drool drip off her face. The sticky, wet hole of mine now practically a part of her face as my pussy is attached by thin wires of cum to hers. Her glasses slanted as Toko had no need for her sight being tongue deep into my crotch for a good hour.

But a promise is a promise. No matter how much of a useless slut this bitch is… I need to make sure she cums at LEAST once. I'm not a bad Mistress after all and Toko did as I asked.

Suddenly throwing her off me, she tumbled back off the bed and landed on the floor in a puddle of her own desperate juices. Dazed and glossy eyed Toko barely even reacted as she laid back on the hard floor below my bed. Finally, moving my body I sat on the edge and stared down at her with my piercing glare.

"You are to sit there… And not move a muscle… Is that understood? I'm going to allow you to cum. Now wipe that stupid fucking look off your face and thank me…"

Those were the words I said, they're in my brain and I can't get rid of them. The idea that I'd be such a generous woman as to allow filth like Toko to even use a single part of my body to cum. Looking at her on the floor she was somehow even more vile than before. Watching as she wriggled around in her own juices like some piglet in its pen, watching as she smiled a weak smile of victory like she had just WON something.

The truth is, I simply ALLOWED her a victory because I'm kind.

Finally, I heard her voice "Th-Thank… Y-You Mistress Kirigiri… Th-Thank…. I-I want t-to… Y-You're amazing. I-I love… I-I love… S-Such a strong w-woman. I-I love it… P-Please make me cum. I-I'm sorry I-I'm so disgusting. I-I'll b-be quick. I-I won't take u-up too much time m-my Goddess!" Her face looked somehow worse when she spoke, I could see inside of her mouth and it was like an abyss of drool, dripping from the top of her jaw down onto her tongue.

The weak begging and thanking was pitiful much like most of Toko's actions but a promise is a promise. So once again like my very first action to kick all of this off, I pressed my foot down onto Toko's pussy, her puffy vagina pressing on my foot as I felt like I was in my socks stepping in a puddle, her drenched panties making the whole exchange slightly more bearable but honestly not by much.

Not really wanting to do much more than this I began to weakly run the sole of my foot up and down the drenched panties as they just added to the mess on my floor, her foot met gently squelching noises as she pushed down harder making the nerdy girl let out tiny moans of desperation for more.

My sole now completely covered just like my floor, it pissed me off even more, the anger boiling inside of me from the idea that Toko thought she deserved to be on my body at all, despite her being unable to control her cum or juices I just felt so much rage. I felt like diving off the bed and attacking her, but instead all that rage was put into my eyes as my icy glare burnt through the short stint of joy I had given Toko. I didn't feel like myself.

But it felt good.

No matter how hard I wanted to stop, my mouth continued to spew out my feelings toward Toko like I was an automatic gun, spewing out truth bullets that shot into Toko's heart.

"You're fucking vile, why is your pussy so wet? It feels awful on my foot!"

"Ugh… I can't believe I have to put my foot on something so undeserving."

"Why the hell can't you be normal? A freak like you DESERVES to never cum again."

All of these things coming from my mouth would never have been said under normal circumstances but it just felt so good… The feeling of bullying Toko, the feeling of finally letting all my emotions out as if it didn't matter what I said. I had been spending my whole life trying to hide my emotions, telling others everything was ok when it wasn't.

And finally, I had an outlet to speak to. Finally someone I could punish and mock and scream at for the smallest things. It made me feel… Free. I knew deep down it was toxic. But I felt so free.

My foot began to get a bit more adventurous, instead of simply pressing on Toko's crotch, rubbing my sole along her outer shell, my foot curved to the side and now I began to try and slot it in between her pussy walls like a credit card, rubbing them up and down while my pinkie toe pushed against her clit.

Toko was a pile of lust, drool dripping from her, cum falling from her panties, tears streaming down her eyes as her glasses were completely fogged up so the girl couldn't even see me anymore. Her tongue still hung from her mouth as she let out desperate breaths of pure pleasure and lust. She looked, smelt, sounded and felt disgusting.

And if I were a dirty slut like her and had the stomach to actually put my tongue against her vile body.

I'm sure she'd taste awful too.

All of this took a good 10 minutes, 10 minutes of her wriggling and writhing as I rubbed my foot up and down her pussy, her body unable to comprehend the pleasure of another person allowing her to cum as finally, her hips began to buck aggressively as her back arched high into the air.

My foot felt even more juices being squirted out of her hole all over me as she laid there, her eyes in the back of her head. Her weak skinny torso rising and falling as all she could think of was the orgasm she just had and the panting to keep the air flowing in her lungs. Her already dripping panties getting an even darker wet patch across them as her cum shot and shot into her tight white panties and marked them with her juices, desperately shoving more and more against them as her fluids dripped out of the sides and down onto her soft thighs, running down onto the floor like the rest of this stupid whores liquids.

Fucking bitch better clean all that up with her tongue if we wants my forgiveness.

Finally. It was over, the disgusting trial I had to go through just to make my pet happy. Fucking bitch. How dare she make her Mistress please her like this! She should be pleasing me! You know what! I'm sick of this! I'M the Master here, not her! She does as I say!

(It seemed like the last part was rushed as it almost looked like a scribble of rage, the page being wrinkled from the writing being so sloppy and quickly written).

21:00

I just wanted… To tell everyone that what I wrote in this book isn't me as a person. I… Think I went a little too far. After writing the last part. I may have ordered Toko to eat me out while I'm asleep, though before that I did have the poor girl drink up her own fluids from the floor until it was spotless.

My nap was nice… And it definitely helped me see what I had done to Toko was wrong.

I'm still set on helping her no matter what! I promise this was just a one time thing due to her aggressive need for sex. Toko asked so often I couldn't leave her in that kind of torture.

Starting now. Kyoko Kirigiri is gonna make sure Toko escapes from the depths of her horny stuper!

And… If anyone reading this was at all offended by the things I wrote. I do not blame you. I've already apologised to Toko furrowly. And… She…

I'll… Make progress. I swear…

Please just… Don't show the police.