Ides of March Part 1

Kurobane yawned as she laid down in a bed at the police station. “Damn you Nakajima! Because of your little spectacle, we had to do far more damage control than need be. All those press conferences could have been avoided if you had just SHUT UP!” she thought as she dozed off to sleep.

Mutsumi, meanwhile was still wide awake. “This is the most motivated I’ve been since the Ginkawa case. I wish you were here, Reika. If your protégé can recover that video, our little Illumous senator is finished," she thought as she sat in front of her laptop.

...

In a hotel room, Carl furiously gulped down a bottle of whiskey before throwing it into the wall. “That f****** whore! She betrayed me! She betrayed Illumous! She took the Ginkawa bitch and ran! Jimmy’s dead! Now they’re acusin' him of bein' a criminal!? DAMN that purple haired bitch!”

One of his aides tried to calm him down. “S- Sir, we received a report that Madoka Ginkawa is being held in police custody.”

“WHAT!? Then send someone to go git er! And take out those other girls that saw me as well. I don’t care if that redhead was cute, torture her like crazy! Heh, an make sure you record it so I can jerk off to it later, I really wanna see that bitch break!”

...

“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 in her bed. She attempted to scream but found out her mouth was forced open with clamps, preventing her from screaming efficiently. Her arms and legs were spread out and bound with chains and her pajamas were ripped and torn in various places.

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

“Oh, we just slept together. Your body warmed me up after I was wet and cold from the rain! Don't worry, I haven't taken your virginity yet, but I'm sure as hell gonna once I'm done turning you into the most hideous hairless whore in the world!" 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 tool 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. Fujiko then whipped out both her phone and Yuni’s phone and took pictures of her completed work before removing the mouth clamps.

“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’as mouth shut.

“MMMPH!?”

“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, lets wash you down and wrap up all that long hair nice and tight!”

...

As Emeri woke up, she decided to call Yuni.

“Morning Yuni-chan. Are you-"

“AHAHAHAHAHA! SORRY! YUNI-CHAN’S IN THE MIDDLE OF HER MAKEOVER!” Fujiko sneered.

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

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

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

“No, its not open yet. I will bring Yuni-chan over there as soon as I’m done dressing her! Right now I’m washing her at her house, say 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!”

Emeri hung up and immediately grabbed her smartwatch and Mochi’s phone as she quickly got dressed and ran out of her room. She then hopped on one of her motorcycles and sped off.

...

“And it’s all dry now, ready to be walked, slave?” Fujiko sneered as she turned off the hair dryer.

Yuni's mind was nearly broken as she sat nude in a chair. She was also restrained with handcuffs on both her wrists and ankles, and had a collar and leash fastened around her neck. Though the worst part was that she was also sitting in front of a mirror and had been forced to watch every second of her humiliation. Fujiko had been merciless. She had tightly wrapped up all of Yuni's hair in rollers and then encased it all in super glue. She had also smeared super glue over her eyebrows and painted her fingers and toenails. Her face had also been encased in makeup, but had begun to smear due to all the crying Yuni had been doing.

"So naughty! I spent SO much time on that makeup, and now it's all smearing. Guess I gottta COVER IT UP!" Fujiko cackled as she began encasing Yuni’s face in hot wax leaving just her eyes and nostrils uncovered. “Next time don’t mess up your makeup, bitch! Now let’s go to the salon and do something about your damaged hair. Don’t worry, you’ll look hideous when I’m done shaving you,” she sneered as she tugged on the leash and dragged Yuni towards the door. 

Yuni’s eyes looked lifeless as tears oozed out of them. “I can’t take it anymore, this is hell. How could this whore be so evil!? And she wants to do MORE to me!? Is she with Illumous!? She knows about Emeri and Madoka. Will she do horrible things to them!? No! No! I can’t let her hurt them like she hurt me. If Sensei and Okaa-san... Okaa-san... ...!"

Life suddenly began pouring back into Yuni’s eyes as she remembered her mother and all the hardships she endured. “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!”

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 chocking her with her handcuffs. Fujiko’s face went blue, yet her smile only grew bigger. She managed to slip free and throw Yuni across the room towards the door. Yuni hit the ground with a thud, but immediately crawled towards the door and slipped into her sneakers before bolting out the door as fast as she could move.

It was pouring rain outside, and Yuni's movement was restricted by the handcuffs, but she didn't care. She didn't care that she was nude either, in fact the fact had slipped her mind. All that mattered to her was escaping from Fujiko.

Back inside, 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 began staggering towards the door. When she reached it, she slowly slipped into her white sneakers and tied the laces. “Naughty bitch! You ran out into the cold rain stark naked, and you even wore shoes after I just painted your nails!” she sneered before running out at breakneck speed with a demented smile on her face.

She effortlessly caught up to Yuni 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 sunk back into despair 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.

Due to the weather, hardly anyone was out walking. Some cars would occasionally drive by, but none would stop to help. Either they didn't fully notice, or were too afraid to confront Fujiko.

Thirty minutes later, they reached the salon. Fujiko unlocked the door and dragged Yuni to one of the chairs. She shoved her into it and removed the handcuffs before activating the chair’s restraining feature. Yuni’ wrists and ankles were restrained with metal shackles as Fujiko removed Yuni’s shoes and slapped her face with them.

“That's for wearing shoes after I painted your toenails!” she sneered as she ripped the wax of Yuni’s face.

Yuni howled in pain as Fujiko laughed and forced her to look at herself in the mirror. Her eyebrows were now gone, and her face was still smeared by the makeup. Tears quickly poured out of Yuni's eyes due to both the pain and humiliation.

“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 up 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 chocking 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 rummaged around in the back for a bit before wheeling 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. "The only way to get all that glue off is to WAX it off! Don't worry, I'll be sure to make use of EVERYTHING on this cart. 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.