"Makoto, wake up," Kyoko whispered.
"Huh," Makoto said as he slowly opened his eyes. But as soon he saw Kyoko. He tried to move but quickly realised he couldn't. He was tied to a chair. "Kirigiri, let me go!"
"Ah, I can't do that, my dear," Kyoko smiled as she took a few steps back to show a computer screen behind her.
Makoto was confused.
"I need you to love me," Kyoko said. "Now, if I couldn't do that naturally, I will force it upon you."
"Please, I'll do anything," Makoto begged. "Just let me go."
"And what, for you to stab me in the back the first chance you get? Oh no," Kyoko giggled. "Once I'm done with you, you will forever be loyal to me and forever be my lover."
Makoto struggled in his chair, hoping something would come loose. No luck would come to him in his hour of need.
"Now let's begin," Kyoko said as she grabbed the mouse and loaded a video. "Just watch Makoto, and all your fears will melt away." She clicked the play button.
Makoto watched the video, and he began to struggle once more. But he felt Kyoko's hands on his head holding him in place and was forced to watch the video, but nothing felt different. He watched the video and was confused by how it would make him love Kyoko.
The video ended, and Kyoko released her hold on Makoto's head. "Makoto, can you hear me?" She asked.
"Of course, I can," he replied. "What was the point of the video."
Kyoko paused for a few seconds. "The video didn't work?"
"I don't feel any different," Makoto said. Then, he began to struggle again to break himself free.
Kyoko began to shake with fury. "Makoto, stay still!"
"LET ME GO NOW!" Makoto shouted back.
Kyoko closed her eyes and let out a big breath. "Makoto, I will give you one final chance. Love me, or I will poke with your brain."
"You have tried and failed, Kirigiri," Makoto said smugly. "You will never have me, Kirigiri, you crazy fucked up woman!"
Kyoko's eyes lit up with fury as she raised her hand and slipped Makoto across the face as hard as possible.
Makoto let out a grunt of pain as he felt the sting of the slap on his cheek.
"That is IT!" Kyoko said. "You will be a mindless, loving slave when I'm done with you!"
Kyoko walked over to a table with tools she hoped she didn't need to use. A pain crept into her heart, and she felt guilty of hurting her Makoto twice. But he had to be taught a lesson.
Makoto looked over toward Kyoko and saw her pick up a neck brace. Kyoko turned around and walked over to him.
"Stay still, or more pain will come your way," Kyoko said calmly as she quickly put the neck brace on Makoto's neck to stop him from moving his neck. "There we go. Now then, where did I put the eye specula?"
"The eye what?" Makoto said as panic began to creep in.
"Oh, they are a device that will keep your eyes open," Kyoko said causally and walked back over to the table. Kyoko moved some junk around, and she found them. "Ah, there they are."
Makoto saw Kyoko turn around and walk over to him. "Kirigiri, I give up. I will do whatever you want, anything you desire. I-I… Hey, you want me to drink your own piss, I will do it. Please let me go!"
Kyoko looked at Makoto with disgust. "Drink my piss? What the fuck is wrong with you, Makoto! I would never allow you to degrade yourself that much. No, Makoto, you have many chances and refuse to take them. Hold still and keep your eyes open unless you want to be poked in the eye or lose one."
Kyoko began to put the specula into place. "Honestly," she sighed. "Once I'm done with you, you will never again mention that. I want us to be equals, Makoto." Kyoko gently put the ending bits of the specula around Makoto's eyes and made sure the eyes were nice and wide. "Blink for me."
Makoto tried to blink but couldn't.
"Good," Kyoko smiled. She returned to the computer to reset the video, then walked over to the table and picked up a small book. "Right, let's see what is written in here."
Makoto felt scared. He couldn't move. He couldn't even blink. He should have taken Kyoko's offer back during the trials. He let out a gasp. "The others."
"Hm?" Kyoko looked away from the book and laid her sight on Makoto.
"Kirigiri, what about the others?"
"Oh, they died," Kyoko said calmly. "I killed them all because you said no to me. I let my anger get the best of me. I honestly thought killing Enoshima in anger would have been a red flag for what happens if you upset me."
"They died?" Makoto said as he couldn't believe he was the last surviving Class 78 apart from Kyoko. "You monster," he said weakly.
"Oh, Makoto," Kyoko replied, rolling her eyes. "It's your fault that they are dead. I gave you the choice, remember? Honestly, a boy shouldn't been given so many chances, but I love you, Makoto, and I wanted to give as many chances as possible. But you blew it."
"Please tell me Kormaru and my parents are still alive?" Makoto asked.
"No," Kyoko said coldly. "Again, you had your chance."
Makoto began to cry as his world began to crumble around him. For the first time, he felt hopeless.
Kyoko felt her heart breaking when she heard Makoto cry, but he had brought all this upon himself. Now, it was time to end this.
"Makoto, what will happen next might be painful," Kyoko said as she put down the book and picked up two long metal pins.
"Kirigiri, let me go. I've got nothing left in this world," Makoto said, broke. "I won't be a problem to you."
"Ah, that's where you're wrong, Makoto," Kyoko said as she walked over to the computer and started the video. She turned around to face Makoto and smiled creepily at him. "You have me, the only thing you will ever need."
Makoto saw the pins in her hand. "Kirigiri, what that those?" He said as panic set in again.
"Oh, these," Kyoko said as she walked around to the back of Makoto. "These will poke your brain to make you more accepting of the video." She raised her hands to the top of Makoto's head. "Sorry, Makoto, be this is for your own good."
Makoto began to cry as he felt the pins on his head.
"Hopefully, this lobotomy works like it did with Yukizome," Kyoko muttered. "If only Ikusaba were here, she could guide me. The last thing I want to do is damage you, Makoto."
Makoto began to curl his toes as the pain of the lobotomy began. He could feel the pins hitting his brain, but he could do nothing as the brainwashing video began to take effect.
Makoto began to moan as the mere thought of loving Kyoko began to creep into his head.
"Yes," Kyoko hissed.
"Kirigiri please….stop. I-I beg…" Makoto begged. "Please Kir…Kyo…Kirigiri! Please let me have sex!"
"Sex with whom," Kyoko giggled as she poked a specific part of Makoto's brain.
"No, this is…wrong…Kyoko please…I…" Makoto bit his tongue so he couldn't speak. But he felt his mind-melting. He forgot the pain his brain was receiving as the overwhelming desire to love Kyoko. "Kyoko, I love you," he said without thinking. "No, wait, I didn't mean that. Did I?"
"I think I found the perfect sweet spot on your brain," Kyoko said delightedly. "Makoto, forget about everything else," she said seductively. "Forget about our classmates, your dead family. Only focus on me, your one true love."
Makoto tried to fight off the video's effects and Kyoko's words, but the last of his will was vanishing. "No…"
"Yes, give in, Makoto," Kyoko said, knowing Makoto was so close to becoming hers forever as she began to move the pins more slowly. "What am I to you?"
Makoto didn't reply at first, as he tried to fight off the effects, but the damage was done as Makoto had lost control himself. "You are Kyoko Kirigiri, my girlfriend, my Mistress and only one true love."
"Yes," Kyoko hissed as she licked her lips. She took the pins out of Makoto's head and threw them away.
Makoto was drooling and didn't realise his brain wasn't getting poked anymore.
Kyoko moved to Makoto's side and leaned over to his ear. "Makoto," she whispered. "Do I have permission to give you a handjob?"
"Huh?" Makoto replied, not knowing what was going on anymore as his brain continued to be rewired by the brainwashing video.
"I'm asking you if I can give you, my boyfriend, a handjob," Kyoko continued to whisper into Makoto's ear. "Because that would make me happy. You want to make your girlfriend happy, don't you?"
"Yes, anything for you, my love," Makoto said automatically.
Kyoko squealed a little as she began to undo Makoto's trousers and wiggle his boxers down to release a fully hard cock.
"Oh my, you're already hard for me," Kyoko giggled as she removed her left glove.
"I'm always hard for you, Mistress," Makoto said, moaning as he felt Kyoko's hand on his rigid member. "Please, Kyoko."
"Please, what, my dear?" Kyoko whispered into his ear.
"Please, pleasure me," Makoto said, drooling.
"I will, but you need to listen to my voice," Kyoko said as she slowly stroked Makoto's cock. "When you look at me, you will think of nothing else. I am your everything."
Makoto could only moan as Kyoko's words got soaked into his brain as the brainwashing video continued hammering him mentally.
"You will have an overwhelming desire to kiss me, and from that, you will get hard," Kyoko whispered as she upped the pace on Makoto's cock. "You will want to make love to me every time you get hard. If I open my legs, you will kneel and eat me out. Do you understand, my dear?"
"Yes," Makoto whispered as the pleasure was getting to him.
Kyoko giggled as she began to wank Makoto's fast. "Do you want to cum?"
"Y-yes," Makoto said, panting as he began to shake as the pleasure built up.
"Then cum, my love."
Makoto let out a roar as a big load of cum shot out of his dick. Some landed on Kyoko's hand, and the rest landed on the floor. Makoto fell unconscious as his mind and body couldn't cope anymore.
The video finished as Kyoko began to lick Makoto's cum from her hand. "Hmm, what a taste. I guess that's what victory tastes like."
Sometime later
Makoto slowly opened his eyes to see Kyoko cleaning up the room. "Kyoko?"
"Yes, my love," Kyoko replied, not looking at him.
"What happened?" Makoto asked. "Where are we, and why is my head sore?"
"Oh, you took a nasty fall and bumped your head really hard," Kyoko said as she continued to clean. Then she stopped. "Makoto, what am I too you?"
Something clicked inside Makoto's head. "You are my girlfriend, Mistress and one true love," he replied. The words he just spoke never felt so authentic.
Kyoko began to smile as she turned around and faced Makoto.
Makoto began to feel an overwhelming desire to kiss Kyoko. Makoto began to stand up but became dazy and sat back down and held his head.
Kyoko walked over to him and sat down on his lap, and she stared into his eyes.
"Kyoko," Makoto whispered.
"What is it, Makoto?"
"Can I kiss you?" He said, almost out of breath. Makoto wanted to kiss his girlfriend.
"Of course, you can. We are dat-"
Kyoko was caught off guard by how quickly Makoto kissed her. But their first-ever kiss was loving and tender.
"That felt amazing," Makoto said as his cock began to get hard.
"Oh my Makoto," Kyoko giggled. "I can feel you getting hard."
Makoto began to blush. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be, Makoto. We are dating now. I want you to give into your desire."
"Desire," Makoto said slowly as something in his brain clicked again. "I-I want to fuck you."
Kyoko let out a little giggle. "We have only started dating, and you want us to make love, but I guess we are long overdue. But first, there is something I want you to do first."
"Anything for you, Kyoko," Makoto drooled as his brain was filled with desire to please Kyoko.
"Get on your knees," Kyoko ordered.
Makoto quickly got off the chair and got on his knees. He watched Kyoko pull down her skirts and pants and sit on the chair, legs wide open.
"I think you know what to do," Kyoko grinned.
"Eat you out," Makoto replied automatically. Then he dived into Kyoko's soaking wet pussy.
Kyoko let out a loud moan. "Yes, Makoto there. You are making your girlfriend very happy. I love you Makoto Naegi!"
"I love you, Kyoko Kirigiri," Makoto replied, driven on by his programming.
For Makoto, nothing else matters to him. Making Kyoko happy was his only desire as he dived further into his brainwashed state, and he would be forever lost in that brainwashing.
Kyoko didn't want to take this road, but Makoto had left her with little choice. But Kyoko knew that Makoto was now utterly devoted to her. This made Kyoko the happiest girl in a broken world.
Thank you for reading.
This was my original version of the bad ending. At the time, I thought the one-shot was getting to getting too big. So I created a shorter bad ending. I hope you enjoyed this one.
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