Lost in the dark

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Sachi, a successful Japanese artist, walked down the street with her head held high. She had just closed a deal for a new exhibit and was feeling quite pleased with herself. As she turned the corner, she heard someone call out her name. She looked up to see her friend’s brother, Koji, standing in front of her. She hadn’t seen him in years.

“What are you doing here?” she asked, annoyed that he was interrupting her moment of triumph.

“I have a surprise for you,” he said with a sly smile. Before Sachi could react, Koji grabbed her arm and pulled her into a nearby building. Sachi realized too late that she had walked into a trap.

The door slammed shut behind her, and she found herself in a dark room with nothing but a chair and a large mirror. Koji emerged from the shadows, looking both angry and pleased with himself.

“You’ve been a very bad person, Sachi,” he said, his voice cold and menacing. “You’ve bullied my sister and destroyed her life. Now it’s time for you to pay the price.”

Sachi tried to protest, but Koji was too strong. He forced her into the chair and began to tie her up. Sachi struggled, but she was no match for Koji’s strength. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as he finished tying her down.

“What are you going to do to me?” she asked, fear creeping into her voice.

“You’ll see,” Koji replied with a smirk.

Sachi watched in horror as Koji walked over to a shelf and picked up a pair of scissors. He held them up in front of her face, twirling them around in his hand.

“You’re going to give me a haircut?” she asked, her voice trembling.

Koji nodded. “But not just any haircut. You’re going to get the punishment you deserve.”

Sachi couldn’t imagine what he meant by that. She had always prided herself on her long, flowing hair. She had even won awards for her elaborate hairstyles.

Koji began to cut. At first, it was just a few snips here and there. Sachi tried to hold still, but Koji was rough and careless. She winced as he yanked on her hair.

As the minutes ticked by, Sachi realized that Koji wasn’t just giving her a haircut. He was slowly shaving her head. She could feel the cold steel of the scissors against her scalp as Koji hacked away at her once-beautiful hair.

Tears streamed down her face as her hair fell to the ground in clumps. She begged Koji to stop, but he just laughed and kept cutting. By the time he was finished, Sachi was left with a shaved bob.

She looked at herself in the mirror and barely recognized the woman staring back at her. She was bald on the sides, with just a thin layer of hair on top. She looked like a clown.

Koji untied her and shoved her towards the door. “You’re not done yet,” he said with a wicked smile. “You still have two more haircuts to go.”

Koji led Sachi down a hallway and into another room. Inside, Sachi saw her once beloved friend, Yumi, sitting in a chair with her head down. Yumi looked different. Her once beautiful hair was gone, replaced by a bald head. Her face was gaunt and she looked like a shell of her former self.

Sachi felt a pang of guilt as she realized the role she had played in Yumi’s downfall. She had bullied her, made fun of her, and destroyed her confidence. And now, seeing Yumi like this, she felt sick to her stomach.

Koji walked over to Yumi and lifted her chin. “Look, Yumi. Look who’s here.”

Yumi looked up and saw Sachi. Her eyes went wide, and then she looked away.

“Tell her what you did to her, Yumi,” Koji said, his voice cold.

“AAAAAAAH! .” Yumi scream loudly grab her head, she trying to pull her hair that nowhere to be seen

Koji turned to Sachi. “Do you see what you’ve done? Do you see the damage you’ve caused?”

Sachi was speechless. She don’t have anything to say

Koji walked over to a shelf and picked up a pair of clippers. He turned them on and held them up to Sachi’s ear. “This is for Yumi,” he said before he began to shave her head again.

Sachi could feel the clippers buzzing against her scalp as Koji shaved away what little hair she had left. She was numb with shock and couldn’t believe what was happening to her.

When he finished, Koji turned off the clippers and walked over to a table. He picked up a pair of piercing needles and walked back over to Sachi.

She tried to struggle, but Koji held her down. He pierced her nipples, one at a time, and then stood back to admire his work. Sachi felt a wave of pain shoot through her body, but she didn’t dare cry out.

“Now you’re ready,” Koji said with a smirk. “You’re my sex slave now. You’ll do whatever I tell you to do.”

Sachi shook her head, horrified by what he was saying. She had never felt so helpless in her life.

Koji untied her and dragged her out of the room. He led her down a hallway and into a small, dark chamber. Inside, there was a bed and a few pieces of furniture. It was clear that this was where he intended to keep her.

Sachi felt like she was in a nightmare. She couldn’t believe that this was happening to her. She had always been in control of her life, but now she was at Koji’s mercy.

She tried to plead with him, to make him see reason, but he just laughed and walked out of the room, locking the door behind him. She was alone, trapped, and at the mercy of a man she barely knew.

Days turned into weeks, and Sachi found herself sinking deeper and deeper into the role of Koji’s sex slave. She was forced to do things she never thought she would do, to endure pain and humiliation beyond anything she could have imagined.

Her mental health deteriorated rapidly. She became a shell of her former self, barely able to function. She had a mental breakdown and could no longer tell what was real and what wasn’t.

She had lost all sense of time and could no longer remember what had happened to her before she became Koji’s prisoner. Her only existence was in this dark chamber, where she was at Koji’s mercy.

She begged him to let her go, to set her free, but he just laughed and continued to use her for his own pleasure. She felt like she was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up.

Eventually, Koji got bored with her and decided to move on to someone else. He released Sachi, but she was so broken that she could barely function. She wandered the streets like a lost soul, unable to find her way back to the life she once knew.

She had become a shadow of her former self, a victim of her own hubris and cruelty. She had learned the hard way that there was a price to pay for her actions, and that price was her own sanity. She had lost everything, and now all that remained was a broken, empty shell.


Years had passed since Sachi’s ordeal as Koji’s sex slave, but she remained a shadow of her former self. Her once-beautiful face still retained some of its beauty, but it was marred by the years of abuse she had suffered. All the hair on her body was shaved regularly, and her breasts sagged while her belly bloated.

Her mental health was in shambles. She had suffered a complete mental breakdown and could no longer function on her own. She was like a child, unable to care for herself or make decisions.

Koji had taken advantage of her deteriorating mental state and moved her to her sister Yumi’s house in the middle of the night. Sachi was now Yumi’s pet, and Yumi looked happy to have her there.

But Sachi’s fate remained uncertain. She was a broken woman, a victim of her own cruelty and arrogance. She had paid a heavy price for her actions, and now she was at the mercy of those around her.

The future was uncertain for Sachi, but one thing was clear: she would never be the same again.

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