Ko-chan’s Chronicles

Zetsuna sat on her throne with the widest grin on her face that I'd ever seen. In front of her hung Naruyo, Hinari, and Sakari, severely bound and helpless, but constantly moving due to the vibrators thrusting in and out of both of their holes.

"Did you guys think you stood a chance?" *slap* "You were doomed the second I grabbed you" *slap* "How pathetic that you still follow around a bitch like Matsuko" *slap*

Every few seconds, she would slap across the face of one of the three with her magic ribbon, leaving all of their faces bright red.

I bashed on the case until my own face was red, but it didn't matter. The glass was far above my own ability to break. What was worse was the laughing and snorting I could hear from the corner. Asami was absolutely loving this.

I glared at her once more, but then tried to put her out of my mind.

"Ah, I'm tired of hitting you guy's faces. Why don't I take a break and we can hit your behinds for a while." Zetsuna tossed the ribbon whip to one of her automatons, whose eyes lit up. "Engaging: Broken loser spanking punishment."

The three girls turned around in the air automatically, and the automaton started its ministrations, whacking each girl's behind to within a hair of their limits.

"What else can we do that's fun? Oh, let's see what happened to the throw aways, shall we?"

With the flick of a finger, the box me and Asami were in rose into the air. As it flew towards Zetsuna, it split into two, each with one of us in it.

Zetsuna saw something she found amusing. With a snap, Asami's box cracked and she fell to the ground.

"You look like you're enjoying yourself quite a bit. Why is that?" Zetsuna interrogated Asami as she conjured a ribbon collar in her hand.

"MMmmm!" Asami tried to speak, but was still muzzled.

The ribbon collar hit her neck, and suddenly the laws that held her and imprisoned her were all silent.

"Seems like you were under quite a few laws. Matsuko must really dislike you. Now then, I'll let you speak, as long as what you say entertains me." Zetsuna held her hand out and a strong suction force surrounded Asami, causing the authentic tutu to disband into ribbons and coalesce into a big ball of ribbons in Zetsuna's hand.

"Finally! That bitch has kept me under lock and key for months now! And it's all THAT bitches fault!" Asami pointed at me with fire in her eyes during the second part of her sentence.

"Ooh, this sounds like a juicy story. Keep talking, I want to hear!" Zetsuna leaned forward and put her chin on her hand.

"...Asami...how could you..." My tears started rolling even harder when I heard Asami tell the story about how her rightful place by Matsuko's side was stolen by a harlot, and how she was even abandoned by her family to make Matsuko happy.

"...I thought...we could...still be friends..." My tragic cries echoed around the area, but only drew laughs of mockery.

"Friends? With a piece of trash like you? Don't make me laugh. You're a pet cat Matsuko picked up off the side of the road. What could you ever be worth to her? To anybody?" Asami continued her rant with increasing fervor.

"Don't you see? She keeps you carefully under lock and key all the time. You spend more time in stricter restraints than I do and I'm the one she hates! What a joke if you think you ever had a chance to be with her." Asami ignored Zetsuna and let her heart burn in fury.

Not only me, you could see Hinari, Naruyo, and Sakari's hearts break as they heard Asami's accusatory tirade. Someone they had known for decades was now dropping the facade of friendliness that they had maintained even after the falling outs they had recently.

"Well, this has been heartwarming, but I'm getting bored. Prove you're worthy of my attention, or I'll throw this beautiful outfit back onto you right this second. If there is one thing I must praise Matsuko for, this outfit is sublimely effective at shutting down pesky girls that don't know how to stay out of trouble." Zetsuna lost her playful look.

Asami shuddered. "N-n-no need for that! I can tell you all of Matsuko's secrets! For instance, she holds this pet right here in extremely high regard. She even changed her whole wardrobe to please her, and she's spent an unreasonable amount of money on her!"

My heart slowly shattered as Asami gladly revealed all of the council's biggest secrets, and darkest moments.

I could see the other three slowly losing the life in their eyes too... they had known her much longer than I had, so this must hurt even more for them.

Zetsuna held up her hand. "Stop. If this gossip is all you have, then our talk is over. What else do you have?"

Asami shivered once and then knelt down. "My Lady, I will serve you and fight for you against that bitch Matsuko. Please let me join your fight."

Zetsuna stood up and appeared in front of Asami. "What makes you think I need a broken husk that already bears someone else's mark?"

Asami shivered and asked "Someone else's mark?"

Zetsuna laughed. "Incredible. A Slave Branded girl who has no idea who her owner is. My ribbon collar has been suppressing its effect, but do you really think you are free of Matsuko's brand? Look."

She retrieved the collar on Asami's neck and the chastity gear recreated itself on her body within seconds. And seconds after that, the first spank across her ass resounded loudly across the arena.

Asami wailed pitifully, "No! My Lady! Please give it back! I can't take any more of this!"

Zetsuna smiled cruelly, "I think I like you more when you're begging with tears in your eyes than when you're ranting like a madwoman."

Asami staggered backwards. "But... We share an enemy... we should be on the same side..."

Zetsuna lifted her hand and shoved it into Asami's chest. "You and I live in different worlds. Pathetic traitor trash should roll around in the gutters where they belong."

Asami's body turned transparent again, and her spirit body, that was already chained and helpless, was easily caught by Zetsuna's hand.

"He he, one person with two different brands. How pathetic you must feel right now, having been thrown away by two different masters. Well, I'd hate to disappoint you, so please enjoy my own Slave Brand."

Tiny ribbons streamed out of her hand and started to wind around the tiny chained Asami. Her limbs were wrapped from tip to toe, forming mittens and boots that restricted all use. Ribbons wrapped around her waist and started to pull tighter and tighter until it formed a leotard covering her torso.

Mysteriously, the chastity brand shrank its size to match her slimmer waist as it was tightened. Her mouth was covered by a mask, and then the final stage started. The chains on her wrists disconnected, moving to the cuffs on her shoulders and her arms were pulled back into a reverse prayer before ribbons wrapped into an armbinder harness that cranked her arms together.

Even her legs were folded over and wrapped thigh to heel in a frogtie manner.

Finally, the ribbon/chastity combo seemed to find its harmony state and Zetsuna withdrew her hand.

Asami, realizing she only had seconds of freedom left, lashed out at Zetsuna. She tried to punch and slap her face, while also throwing a knee out. All the while she cried out "How could you do this to me!"

Zetsuna caught the punch and gripped the whole hand so tightly that it made Asami wince in pain. "I think I see why you ended up like you did. You really are a glutton for punishment, aren't you? Well, I always did aim to please."

Zetsuna let go of Asami's hand as the ribbons started to materialize around her body and restrain her. She was forced to her knees while her arms wrenched behind her. Her last desperate cries resounded as a ball of ribbons turned into a long cylinder and forced its way down her throat. A tiny muffled whine is all that escaped as the ribbons wrapped a tight muzzle over her mouth and nose.

"Aren't you cute all wrapped up? Don't forget, my ribbon vibrators aren't like others. They just love being active." She made a circle with her hand, and shoved a finger in and out of the hole with her other. Asami didn't understand until the ribbon vibrators in between her legs and in her mouth started to extend and retract in rhythm, slowly finding her limits and exceeding them.

"I'm sure you'll start to enjoy it eventually~ Now, I think I did promise you one or two more gifts, huh?" Her entire atmosphere changed as her ribbon wings retracted and became floating chains instead.

"You've already collected two Slave Brands, why not make it three?" Zetsuna licked her lips and shoved her hand into Asami's chest again. She didn't linger this time, and tiny chains filled the chest of Asami, locking themselves to the sides of Matsuko's flaming cuffs and pulling tight. Slowly, Asami's spirit body was pulled into a torturous hogtie, with her knees and shoulders pulled back at an excruciating angle. Even her head was pulled back, and she could barely do anything but whine softly as she rocked back and forth on her stomach.

Zetsuna's hand left Asami's chest, and she smiled. "Well, I haven't done that to someone in a very long time. Thank you Asami, you've reminded me of some good memories." She patted Asami's head, who was currently trembling in terror at the position her spirit body was now in. She shook her head and whined, but Zetsuna shook hers.

"The Slave Brand is eternal. Even if I wanted to free you now, there's nothing I could do. You'll just have to consider the prices of your actions until your next life, Asami." Zetsuna's words were sad, but she was clearly enjoying herself.

She started to walk away and then stopped. "So, Asami, I have one final choice for you."

"I still have this big ball of clothing here. So here's my offer. First, I can destroy this clothing on the spot. Then I will take you away from Matsuko. I can't free you from your brands, but I'll allow you to keep the ribbon collar that will suppress the slapping and thrusting. "

"Second, you stay here and go back to Matsuko, but I will give you this clothing to use on Kogamo. Do you dream of trapping Matsuko's pet inside her own punishment gear? I'm sure she will be very tragically sad when she finds her favorite pet suffering so badly. Of course, she will probably punish you further, but at least you'll have company in suffering, right?"

"Now. Make your choice. Once the hogtie brand kicks in, you won't be able to make any choices. Nod your head to come with me in comfort, or shake your head to drag Kogamo down with you in endless suffering?" Zetsuna stared straight into Asami's eyes, waiting her decision.

"...Asami-chan...you wouldn't...would you?" I could only stare and wait as the tears rolled down my cheeks. My future was in the hands of maybe the one person who didn't like me the most in this world...

Asami barely even thought before a malicious look crossed her face and she shook her head as hard as she could. She stared up at me with the scariest look I've ever seen a person give me and smiled.

"....Disappointing. Utterly pathetic. No wonder Matsuko tossed you away." Zetsuna looked like she was about to spit on her.

Asami seemed surprised at this reaction. She shook her head and tried to talk through the ribbon gag that was constantly jamming itself down her throat, but she couldn't make any noises.

Slowly, the chains that manifested and linked her cuffs together forced her onto her stomach and ratcheted her shoulders back, and her knees up. Her head was pulled back, and then all the chains fell dead. Her body was still, if trembling a little bit, but her eyes were desperate. They jerked back and forth, as if looking for the one way out of this situation.

"Well, don't say I didn't give you a chance. You have no one to blame but yourself after all. I was going to let you off even if you chose the second option, but you did it so willingly that I just can't help but recoil a little. That's why, please take this, on behalf of the girl you hate so much." Zetsuna took the ball of ribbons and slammed it straight into Asami's back. She withdrew her hand immediately, but left the ball of ribbons inside. They slowly spread apart and returned to their forms as a set of authentic tutu gear. They drifted around, but soon found themselves drawn to the spirit body that was nearby.

As piece by piece, the authentic tutu reconstructed itself on her spirit body, it also appeared on her physical body. Her last wild cry was heard right before the muzzle was laced tight over her mouth, and the Flame Tape contacts stole her sight for a second time.

Zetsuna watched with a grim face as the last piece of the set locked itself around her face, sealing her away in a four layer pit of Branded doom.

"What a sad story. I almost feel a little sorry for you, Kogamo. No one deserves to be involved with someone that deranged." Zetsuna talked like she was doing everyone a favor to be thanked for.

"If you feel sorry, hurry up and let us go already! Haven't you done enough?" I pleaded with Zetsuna, even though I didn't think it would work.

"Ha ha ha, did you really think I meant that? You really have the perfect name, don't you? You'll believe anything if it's said with a nice face." Zetsuna laughed with more than a little madness in her eyes.

"I...I..." Her sudden change caught me off guard, and I felt like.. maybe this person was even worse than Asami.

"Seriously, Ko-gamo? I have to congratulate your parents on the world's most perfect name." Zetsuna kept mocking ceaselessly.

"Now, little pet. Let's play a game. I'll release you from the locks Matsuko has placed on you, and then, all you have to do is land one blow on me. If you succeed, I'll let everyone go, and promise never to appear before you again. Of course, you have no right to refuse, or else those three over there are going to think getting their ass beat is a holiday."

I.. couldn't... everyone's freedom relied on me... Matsuko, please.. What should I do?

"Now, time for the game. Let's get you ready" Zetsuna brought the glass cage I was trapped in over to her, then snapped her fingers, shattering it.

A ribbon wrapped around my neck and tied a big bow in the back. My eyes grew wide as the solitude hit me. All of my powers, telepathy, spirit sight, flight, my ability to ignore the vibrators... it all cut off instantly. I fell to my knees in agony... I can't take it, Matsuko.. I don't want to go back in the dark...

"What's wrong you pathetic girl. I cut your locks, now come out swinging." Zetsuna kicked me in the stomach and I was launched several feet away, rolling a few times. It hurt... but I barely felt it over the pain of losing my connection... I couldn't feel her there anymore...

"MMmmmm.." I shut my eyes and shriveled up pathetically.

"I'm giving you your last chance. You come out here right now, or all four of you will know pain like you've never experienced in your life. Forever. And your harlot you call a lover, Matsuko, will join you." Zetsuna flipped me over with her foot.

"...I can't... but I have to... everyone's future..." I activated the suction and my outfit was sucked into my body. As soon as it did, I felt even that power fade away. Now I was truly alone and in the dark...

"So you finally came out of your shell. I thought I would have to peel you like an onion. But what's this?" She leaned down and picked me up by the neck. "You are still blind? What a joke. Do you think you are her mate? What kind of person would blind their own lover? What a joke. You're pathetic."

I was thrown to the ground. It hurt. A lot. I didn't realize how much Matsuko's costume was protecting me from the outside world... Matsuko... where are you...

"Well, my interest just died. I thought maybe you'd show me a little spark of life, but all I see is a broken, pathetic, abandoned, blinded, pet. A toy. Something to be discarded once bored of. Well, very well. If you are to be a pet, then you should look the part."

Zetsuna picked me up by the neck again and laughed. "I can't wait to see what she thinks of my work. I'm going to be extra proud of you, little miss easy mark." Her hand lit up with magic and I could feel a storm of ribbons surrounding me.

It wrapped me just like Matsuko's Flame Tape, but without any of the warmth. It was cold and lonely, draining all my energy like a freezing shower. It first wrapped my arms and legs in many layers of ribbons, then folded my limbs wrist to shoulder and ankle to thigh. Again, I was wrapped from head to toe in layers of ribbons. Invaders pulsed in and out of my crotch as my breasts vibrated softly. A tube of ribbons forced its way down my throat repeatedly, causing me to almost gag.

The ribbons never seemed to stop flowing until I could barely even flex my limbs.

"Well, I think that much will do. I hope she likes my gift."

One more toss to the ground, and this time I hit my head on the ground. Mercifully, I finally didn't have to suffer anymore pain after that

* * *

"What do you mean you can't find them? When I say find them, I mean find them!" Matsuko slammed the phone down as she tried to keep her flames in check.

Twenty minutes ago, she left to phone around looking for accidents, but she found nothing of the sort.

Fifteen minutes ago, she received a phone call that they had found the backup car and its driver, unconscious. The front was smashed, but there was no sign of another vehicle, nor of Hinari and Asami.

Ten minutes ago, she received a phone call that they suspected Naruyo was attacked mid call, but they could not identify the assailant from the recording.

Five minutes ago, Sakari's phone was found on the third floor of the building.

Two minutes ago, Matsuko stormed into the council room to find it empty, save for a single ribbon laid out like the word "laughing" on the floor.

"Where did you guys go... who could do this? Just wait.. Once I figure out who did this..." She could barely keep the flames in check as she waited for her family's monitoring division.

Several minutes later, she received a phone call. She picked up the phone with trepidation. "What is it?"

The voice on the other side seemed horrified. "Young Mistress.... we found them. at the dormitory gates... but prepare yourself... we'll send help as soon as we can... Young Mistress?"

Matsuko didn't even wait for the end of the sentence before she shot across the sky like a comet.

* * *

The last few rays of sunshine shone over the mountains, leaving long shadows on everything as another day came to a close. A blazing comet shattered the peace for just one second as it flew by.

With an impact that left a small crater, the comet slammed into the ground near the dorm entrance. Silhouetted in the setting sun was the ornate gate of the dorm mansion, but this time, it was a grotesque sight. Hanging from its posts were the bound forms of five girls, wills broken, bodies shattered, tears expended.

As soon as her vision cleared and she was able to process what she was seeing, she couldn't hold it back any longer. Flames of fury consumed the entire approach to the dorm, leaving a blazing inferno that was slowly spreading as the trees and bushes smoldered.

Seconds later, she managed to rein in her fury enough to approach, and nearly exploded again. Her friends, her pride and joy, all crushed to pieces before her. She tenderly checked on each one, to make sure they were still alive. After the first round, she gave a deep sigh. At least, fate still had a little shred of mercy for her.

She looked at Naruyo, ever proud and stoic, bound into a shivering, thick ball of ribbons. Blinded, muzzled, and trembling with unwanted pleasure. Slowly she lifted her off of the spike and laid her on the ground. After touching the black ribbons, she immediately realized it was draining and isolating her magic. It would not be easy to release her friends.

Next, she approached Hinari, bound to a pole from neck to toes in layers and layers of black ribbon. Her privates were still bare to the world, but the thumping in between her legs and the shivering elsewhere betrayed that her insides were far from still. She cut the pole out of the gate itself and laid Hinari down so that she could take her inside.

Hanging from the center of the gate was Sakari, wrapped and covered with so much ribbon that you could barely make out that it was a human at all. Despite the thickness, you could still feel the powerful thrusting happening deep within the cocoon, and the faint moans escaping from her mouth.

Thrown on the ground at the side, Asami, who had gotten the worst of any of them. Pulled into an excruciatingly tight hogtie, covered in metal, ribbons, chains, and still with the familiar thumping of the vibrators. As soon as she approached, something seemed to activate around Asami's neck, causing the ribbons to start to wrap and tighten around her body, slowly covering her features under layer after layer of bondage. Matsuko failed to feel too much pity for this former subordinate who had proven her unworthiness far too many times and looked away without hesitation.

And lastly... trembling on the floor with all her limbs folded... Kogamo, the brightest light in her world. She knelt down to pick her up and just hugged her gently. The ribbons were so tight and thick you could barely even realize there was a person inside, but she could tell. Ko-chan was in there, and she was waiting, as she always was, for her savior to come.

With a somber pace, Matsuko carried her friends into the house one by one to begin the long process of unwrapping them. Her dress swept across the ground as she carried the shivering ball that was Naruyo, the rigid pole holding Hinari, the mummified Sakari, and the Branded Asami.

When she came to retrieve the last victim, Kogamo, she noticed a small message scroll tied to her neck. She opened it up, and instantly the fury she had suppressed blasted out of every inch of her being.

"I broke your toys first. Next time, I will break you. --Z"

The earth trembled as the last embers of their fun school days were scorched away, forged into pure determination.