Ko-chan’s Chronicles

After being put to bed by Naruyo, my mind started to wander, but it kept coming back to the vision of the tiny Matsuko saving me from the darkness. The thoughts filled my head with warmth as I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up in the dark, but it was fine, as I was used to moving around by sound lately. Even though I was locked by the Power of Time, it basically didn't change from my normal tutu costume, so I just treated it like a normal day.

I went down stairs to see what the others were up to when Matsuko spoke to me. "Good morning, Ko-chan, did you sleep well?"

"Ah, um... could I please see again, My Lady?" I immediately asked what was on my mind. Matsuko laughed and seconds later, my vision grew clear.

I saw Matsuko sitting on the couch with four boxes on the table. Naruyo looked.. refreshed.. compared to her normal look. I could see a small smile in the corner of her mouth that I didn't see before.

Hinari sat on the couch next to her, looking much less comfortable. She was still in the mitten harness with the mask, and she pressed her legs together in her ballet boots.

Sakari was on the other couch, and she was in a slightly different position than I remember her, legs taped together and reverse prayered with tape, and a similar tape mask over her face. I wonder what they said to cause Matsuko to punish them so severely?

Matsuko patted her lap and said "Have a seat, Ko-chan. Naruyo, would you bring Asami down for me?" I flew over and landed on Matsuko's lap, while Naruyo bounded up the stairs in a more energetic fashion than I remember seeing before. Seconds later, she was back, and hanging from the rope in her hands was Asami. Her punishment of being hogtied at night was still in effect and had not been released for the day yet. She placed Asami on the chair facing Matsuko, and got nothing but an angry grunt back in reply.

"By the way, I've decided to overturn the public vote. We won't use butler uniforms after all. I'd like you girls to take the chance to advertise the Ko-chan costumes today. We'll need to have one of you demonstrate the authentic version as well. I'll let you decide among yourselves who gets which costume." Matsuko pointed to four boxes, which had images of the costume inside.

Naruyo, having made the costumes in the first place, immediately stood up and took one of the boxes and then sat back down amidst the glares of the other three girls. "You snooze, you lose."

Hinari snorted and stood up, looking at the boxes one by one, then picking one of the cosplay boxes. Sakari got up and hopped over to the table and picked the last cosplay box. Asami growled and raged as she was completely immobilized on the couch and got the authentic costume by default.

Matsuko smiled as if she anticipated the result. "Well, ladies, time to get ready. Help Asami get dressed too, when you're done. I am going to go have a little fun with the cute little bunny I have trapped on my lap while I wait." She wrapped her arms around me and picked me up. Before I could protest, she had already turned off my sight, telepathy, and vibrator control, and was carrying me to her room.

* * *

Sakari cheerfully spoke up. "Did you see Matsuko's outfit for today? She's making us wear tutus, but she picked the fanciest dress I've ever seen for herself?

Hinari smiled, "That kind of outfit is Ko-chan's ideal kind of clothes. Maybe she's just trying to make her happy."

Naruyo seemed pensive. "Spirit Brand influences its participants. Not only imposes ideal shape. Also imposes ideal behavior. Ko-chan also seeks restraint more now."

Hinari seemed to realize something. "Wait, then the reason Matsuko has been so quick to punish, strip, and bind us lately is because of Ko-chan?"

Sakari smiled, "Did you just realize that? Ko-chan's ideal version of Ma-chan is one of a queen that wields absolute control over her subjects. Ma-chan was already starting to act that way before, but since they were connected by Ko-chan's power, her behavior has become even more striking. I don't mind, of course, Ma-chan's punishments are fun~"

Hinari pouted, "You may be always horny and begging to be bound, but can you think of the rest of us? I'd prefer to wear clothes most of the time, personally."

Naruyo fiddled around with her paper. "Now, both have branded the other. She will change even more now."

Sakari teased back at Hinari, "Sounds like you should get used to your vibrators, because I don't think she's going to let any of us off anytime soon."

* * *

"Matsuko is so mean! A monster!" I complained loudly to anyone who would listen.

"Says the girl who just had three orgasms in a row ten minutes ago." Matsuko just rubbed my head as she stood behind me.

I looked around for support, but as if scarred by previous experience, everyone seemed determined to not say anything.

Hinari greeted us. "Glad you could make it, you two. I see you took your time getting dressed."

I spoke up to defend Matsuko, "Hey, don't you know how long it takes to put on a dress like this? I was even helping her with telekinesis. Isn't Matsuko too elegant like this? Ahh~ Soo cool~"

Matsuko smiled and gave me a kiss. "No need to act like that. You know we weren't only dressing." I blushed as she announced our love-making to the group for a second time in a row.

Matsuko lifted and slightly swung her skirts around, as if daring anyone to get within a meter of her and mess them up. "It looks nice though, doesn't it? I've become quite fond of this aesthetic lately. I blame a certain someone, though."

I puffed my cheeks, "Hey! Don't blame me for my good taste!"

Naruyo cut off our squabble with extreme efficiency. "Costumes complete. Departure soon." She held a notebook in her hand, reviewing a list of things that must be done before we leave. She was wearing a white tutu with butterfly wings, gloves, and boots, but it was not designed to be restrictive like mine is. The boots were a relatively normal 10cm heel instead of ballet boots, and the corset merely hugged her waist instead of compressing it.

Regardless, I thought she looked beautiful in it. Much more so than her normal outfit, which did not show off her body. Looking around, I noticed Hinari and Sakari were both wearing the same tutu as Naruyo. All three were subtly fidgeting and moving around, as if trying to ignore something extremely distracting.

Standing off to the side, I noticed Asami, with a furious look in her eye. She was wearing what looked to be a costume identical to mine, with an armbinder, hobble skirt, tight corset, and mask, which completely locked down her body and restricted her to hopping around and glaring angrily. Every few seconds, I could see her visibly jerk and tremble, as if something was hitting her repeatedly.

Hinari saw my glance and looked at Matsuko. "Ma-chan. We weren't able to get the contacts in without potentially hurting her. Maybe you can do it easier?"

Matsuko walked over to Asami and glared her in the eyes. "What? Are you unhappy with the way I am making use of you, now that you have proven that you can't be used in any other way?"

Asami growled angrily at her statement and twisted around, before suddenly attempting a headbutt at her. Matsuko was not fazed, catching her forehead with her palm.

Matsuko looked at her with nothing but pity. "It looks like you haven't suffered enough, I guess. Well, let me have you suffer a bit more then." Her hand was engulfed in flame, then spread to Asami's entire body. After almost fifteen seconds, the flames died down. Asami didn't look any different, but the look in her eyes had changed from defiance to desperation.

"It's not hard to make your life worse, even if you are in a costume like this. Wrapping Flame Tape around your body underneath the uniform makes it much more restrictive, even more so if I use dozens of layers. I'm sure you'll find your body is much stiffer and heavier now. I've also covered every lace, zipper, and buckle in layers of Flame Tape just to make sure no one can free you." Matsuko said maliciously.

"Now, shall we see about those contacts that you tried to avoid so badly? Of course, you can't have the normal ones anymore." Matsuko held up her hand and created a pair of Flame Tape contacts like the ones I was familiar with. "Of course, you don't get enchanting, magical pupils like little Ko-chan got." She held up a contact that had a little circle of chains and a lock on the pupil. Anyone that saw them would immediately understand that her vision was locked away, stolen from her.

"[Open your eyes.]" The command melted into Asami's mind and her eyes immediately opened wide, offering no resistance for the application of the magical contacts. Seconds later, both of her eyes were sealed away behind contacts, and she could do nothing but shake her head to try and get the contacts out. Of course, Flame Tape could only be removed by Matsuko, personally.

"One last gift from me to you." Matsuko touched Asami's forehead and injected flame magic into her body. The flame magic she had been injected with previously had been slowly worn down by her own magic since the incident in the school. At the previous rate, she might have been freed of the spanking curse in just a few more days, but now, the flame magic flooded her body to an extent even greater than previously. She shivered and shook her head exaggeratedly as the flame magic caused the occasional spanks to multiply in strength and frequency.

"You won't be able to fight against this much flame magic, Asami. Your own magic will be abolished. And then, you will be vulnerable to my final punishment for you." Asami's eyes seemed to be radiating white flames like she was a furnace inside until finally the flames died down. "It's done. Your magic is abolished and you are a mortal once more. Now, receive my Brand." This time, Matsuko's hand lit up like the sun and seemed to stab into Asami's chest. When it did, Asami's entire body turned transparent, and you could see a tiny naked Asami in her chest, looking terrified of the hand that was reaching for it.

"You never separated your spirit body from your physical body, Asami, you can't run away from me anymore." Matsuko's hand surrounded Asami's spirit body and then small chains of fire erupted from her fingers and reached for the tiny Asami's limbs. The chains sprouted cuffs at the ends and clamped onto Asami's wrists and ankles, pulling her in the air in a spread eagle pose. The tiny Asami started to scream like she was in extreme pain, and even more chains and cuffs flew out of Matsuko's fingers. They latched onto her arms near her shoulders, her thighs, and her neck. Larger chains popped out and formed into a set of chastity bra and belt which clamped shut around the tiny Asami's body. Tiny little chains erupted from all the cuffs and jumped to other cuffs, linking all of the gear together into one chain harness. The fiery gear suddenly blazed even brighter with white flame, causing Asami's spirit body to nearly break apart from pain, before the flames all faded, leaving behind Asami's tortured spirit body hanging limply from the chains.

Matsuko retracted her hand from Asami's chest and the tiny Asami and the transparency effect faded away. Seconds later, you could see white flame erupt from underneath her tutu, forming chastity gear and cuffs just like the ones that were on her spirit. When it faded, dull metal could be seen sticking out here and there from the tutu, connected by chains. Matsuko grabbed her mouth, forcing her to look towards her. "Your fate is sealed, Asami. The Slave Brand is nothing like the Spirit Brand Ko-chan and I share. It is nothing but a curse inflicted on the defeated. The restraints I branded onto your spirit will reform themselves on your body eternally, even if you were to free yourself from them. You cannot escape from this bondage, Asami."

"And what's more..." Matsuko waited a few seconds until Asami received a spank, then another, then suddenly her head jerked to the side as her face was "slapped" by the flame magic. "It won't only simulate getting spanked, but also getting slapped across the face. I'm sure you can agree this is a far superior punishment for a treacherous bitch like you. I think this look suits you, so just stay like this from now on."

Matsuko walked back and picked me up, as if comforting herself for her previous failures. She darkened my vision and carried me out of the room to the car. "Don't look, Ko-chan."

"Her eyes just now were scary." I recalled her face back from when she left me alone on the table and shivered a little.

"I can fix that." Matsuko held up her hand and it erupted in flame, which then left a white blindfold in her hand. She tossed it to Naruyo and said "Deal with it."

"Let me show you the new car seat Naruyo made for you, Ko-chan~ She claims it is 140% more inescapable than the last one." Matsuko gave me a kiss on the cheek as she left the dorm.

Naruyo smiled, "Ko-chan spoiled. A little jealous." She held the blindfold up and walked to Asami who was already trembling from the combination of crushing restraints, powerful vibrators, sensory deprivation, and agonizing spanks and slaps.

"Scared the Little Miss. Big mistake." Naruyo spoke up coldly, then held the white blindfold to Asami's face. Asami already couldn't see due to the contacts, but now the blindfold seamlessly attached itself into the outfit and anchored itself behind her head, pressing down on her eyes.

She locked a leash to Asami's collar and started to drag her along to the car. She shoved her in the trunk instead of the main cabin to avoid making anyone look at her during the trip.