Ides of March Part 1

“Wake up you slut, it’s time for some early morning enslavement!”

Yuni’s eyes bolted open as she woke up to the sight of Fujiko pinning her down. She attempted to scream but found out her mouth was forced open with clamps, preventing her from screaming efficiently. Her arms and legs were also restrained with metal clamps to a salon chair, preventing her from escaping.

“WAA HA ELL AH U UN UE EE [WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO ME]!?” Yuni tearfully glared.

“Oh, I just picked you up and dragged you to my mobile salon. I ran out of wax, you see, but then I remembered I had this, and decided to pick you up in it. Now, why're you wearing your normal clothes, hmm? I told you I wanted something kinkier for my birthday... Heh... Maybe breaking you like this is good too," Fujiko sneered as she grabbed Yuni’s tongue and pulled it out as far as it would go.

Yuni gazed up in horror as she saw Fujiko holding up a piercing gun in her other hand.

“Let’s start with a couple piercings! AHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

...

Yuni’s lips and tongue ached as Fujiko finished loading them with piercings. 

"Seems the school girl's delinquent phase has begun," Fujiko sneered as she  whipped out both her phone and Yuni’s phone and took pictures of her completed work before removing the mouth clamps from Yuni's mouth.

“YOU BETCH! MY MOWTH HAWTS LIKE ELL [YOU BITCH! MY MOUTH HURTS LIKE HELL]!” Yuni shouted as she struggled to form a coherent sentence due the piercings.

Fujiko then pulled out a tube of highest quality super glue and glued Yuni’s mouth shut. “AHAHAHAHA! Don’t worry, I’m being merciful, so you don’t need to worry about people seeing your vulgar tongue piercings, at least not until I upload the photo of it to social media! Best part is, that glue is said to be unsealable, so no one’s ever gonna hear your snarky little voice ever again! Better get fluent in gag-talk! AHAHAHAHAHA! Now then, let's wash you down and wrap up all that long hair nice and tight!”

Yuni moaned in terror as Fujiko grabbed a shower head and began soaking her all over. That was only the start as once she was soaked enough for Fujiko's liking, her hair was tightly wrapped up in hair rollers before being encased in super glue along with her eyebrows. 

As she began smearing makeup all over Yuni's face, Yuni's phone rang. 

“Morning Yuni-chan. Are you-"

“AHAHAHAHAHA! SORRY! YUNI-CHAN’S IN THE MIDDLE OF HER MAKEOVER!” Fujiko cackled as she answered the phone.

“FUJIKO!? WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO YUNI!?” Emeri cried.

“Hmm, it says you’re Emeri, oh, could you be that shy hottie with the red hair? Oh, I’m coming for you next after I dump Yuni and send her to the asylum!”

“WHERE ARE YOU! ARE YOU IN THE SALON!?”

“No, it's not open yet. Instead, I'm with Yuni in Serene Sea's mobile salon! Why don’t you bleat for Emeri-chan, Yu-ni-chan!”

“Mmmphh mmph!” Yuni tearfully moaned as Fujiko held the phone up to her face.

“AHAHAHAHAHA! I CAN’T WAIT TO HEAR YOUR SUBMISSIVE MOANS TOO! E-ME-RI-CHAN!”

"YUNI! HANG IN THERE, I'LL-" 

But Yuni wouldn't be able to get the message as Fujiko promptly hung up. "Seems we're gonna have to walk it since I don't want Emeri-chan catching us," Fujiko snickered as she set Yuni's phone down. 

As Fujiko procured a leash and collar plus a pair of handcuffs each for Yuni's wrists and ankles, Yuni began to clutch her fist. "Emeri, thank you for snapping me back from despair. I'm not going to let her get her way. This is nothing compared to the hell Okaa-san and Sensei experienced! I’m resolved, I don’t care what punishment I’ll get for what I’m about to do to this monster! SHE CAN GO TO HELL!” she thought. 

As Fujiko returned with the handcuffs and leash, she first fastened the leash before slowly freeing Yuni's ankles in order to cuff them. Next came the wrists, and much to Yuni's delight, Fujiko cuffed her hands in front of her, meaning her plan was a go. 

"Come on, little bitch slave. It's walkie time," Fujiko sang as she yanked on the chain and headed for the door. 

But as she was opening the door, Fujiko suddenly found herself gasping for air as she felt cold steel wrap around her neck. She rolled her eyes back to see that Yuni was the one choking her with her handcuffs. Fujiko’s face went blue, yet her smile only grew bigger as managed to slip free and throw Yuni towards the door, sending her tumbling out.

Though it was pouring rain outside, and Yuni's movement was restricted by the handcuffs, she didn't care. All that mattered to her was escaping from Fujiko.

As Yuni tried her best to run away, Fujiko kneeled on the floor and gasped for air. Her nose was bleeding, her cheeks were blushing, and she was aroused more than ever before.

“Wow I’ve- huff never been- huff so close to- huff death before! Yu-ni-chan, I think I’m in love!” Fujiko cooed as she got up and slowly picked herself up.

She then bolted out of the trailer at breakneck speed with a demented smile on her face. Yuni didn't stand a chance as Fujiko effortlessly caught up to her and tackled her to the ground before getting up and stomping on her over and over again.

“YOU NAUGHTY BITCH! I JUST washed you! Guess I’ll wash you on the way over,” Fujiko sneered as she grabbed Yuni’s leash and began dragging her down the wet street.

Yuni slowly began to lose consciousness as her body ached and became cold and wet. “Damn that monster! How can she be this strong!? My body aches so much I can barely move. Please, someone notice this atrocity and stop this monster. Someone, anyone, please SAVE ME!” she thought as tears began to once more pour out of her eyes.

Despite her wavering consciousness, Yuni remained at least partially conscious the whole walk over to the salon. 

"Don't go sleeping on me now, I want you to see someone," Fujiko giggled as she unlocked the door and dragged Yuni to one of the chairs. 

She then shoved her into it and removed the handcuffs before activating the chair’s restraining feature and turning Yuni to her right. 

Yuni let out a muffled shriek at the sight before her. There in the chair next to her was a completely hairless woman covered in vulgar tattoos and piercings. 

"THAT'S what I'm doing to you for my birthday," Fujiko swooned as she slammed a bottle of wax down on the counter. "Now, since I'm low on wax, let's see if the glue was a good substitute!" she dug her fingernails into Yuni's forehead and attempted to rip off her glued eyebrows.

Yuni howled in pain, but eventually, her eyebrows were all ripped off. 

“Ahh, I drew some blood. But you almost killed me back there. VERY naughty!” Fujiko sneered as she grabbed one of the hair rollers glued to Yuni’s head and ripped it off causing Yuni to howl in pain.

“Oh, looks like your hair's in bad shape, how about we see if a little scrub down will help,” Fujiko sneered as she turned the chair around, and leaned it into the sink. She then lathered Yuni’s hair and face with soap and violently scrubbed causing some of the rollers, along with Yuni’s hair that was attached to them, to fall off into the sink.

After rinsing, Fujiko lathered Yuni's head and face again. This time, she also draped a towel over her face before waterboarding her. Yuni moaned in discomfort as she struggled to breath while Fujiko looked down at her and blushed.

“That’s for nearly choking me to death, LOVE! AHAHAHAHAHA!”

After what seemed like an eternity, the wash was done. Yuni breathed heavily out of her nose as she tried to catch her breath. Fujiko wouldn't be making that any easier for her though as she wheeled out a cart full of her tools. Hair clippers, a sharp shaving knife, two unopened cans of shaving cream, two brand new bottles of hot wax, a tattoo gun, a piercing tool, various pieces of vulgar jewelry, and two bottles of the highest quality depilatory cream all adorned the cart.

Fujiko grinned as she unscrewed the cap on one of the bottles of wax. "Surprise! My sweet onee-chan restocked my wax supply! Now we don't need to use glue anymore. Don't worry, I'll be sure to make use of EVERYTHING on this cart to remove all that damadged hair! AHAHAHAHAHA!"

Lightning flashed as Fujiko hoisted the bottle of wax above Yuni's head. Yuni stared up in terror and let out a muffled scream as the wax slowly oozed towards the mouth of the bottle.