Shotaro Kirigiri grimaced as she looked at the slip of paper in her hand. The purple haired beauty had been trying to sneak her way towards the science lab. Having heard of a secret in the labs that led to somewhere else. She had gotten close, having found something in the back but had gotten caught. Grimacing as she had been too focused on finding some clues to what was up with this strange school and all of these strange happenings.

But now she had to go to the basement. She noticed a few looks from other students who spotted her moving towards that location and it filled her with dread. What was this place and why were they all looking at her with pity. She didn't know and it was probably something horrible but she shakes her head. She had to be brave, she had to stay defiant, she reaches the entrance and would gulp moving down into whatever this place was. Clenching a fist on the slit she still had on her as she gulps.

Not knowing she was about to enter to many students one of the hells on this island. If the monsters weren't enough.

While there were numerous rumors and ghost stories spread among students, stories of the basement were far more intimidating purely due to the supposed truth behind them. Rebellious students who scoffed at the demerit system or any sort of authority have entered the basement only to come back out a different person. Some came out timid, meek, and defeated. Some stories claim that some students never come out of the basement at all though that seemed ridiculous. It seemed more likely they were kicked out of Shokushu or transferred.

The rumors and stories about the basement helped keep order in the school. Whether it was true or not, many did not want to experience what cruel reality awaited down there. But, it was also a matter Shokushu did not broadcast but at the same time never denied. Shokushu has unique methods of correction and punishment compared to other schools. One would think a school would try to hide such things. But letting it be true only made any stories about aliens, ghosts, monsters, and anything NICE labs is working on seem truly ridiculous in comparison.

Unfortunately for this nosy student, that was not enough to deter her from getting herself into some trouble. The slip of paper stated Kirigiri's name, date and time, and a room number. The letter B at the front of the number revealed it was a room in the basement. It also provided directions to follow, stating what door and stairs to take along with corridors and turns to walk.

Shokushu was renowned for its pristine campus with some of the latest and greatest technology (at least by Earth's standards). But the moment Kirigiri opened the door leading downstairs into the basement, the difference could not be any more different. Concrete halls with flickering light providing the bare minimum of illumination made Shokushu's basement look like something from a horror movie. There were many stories of students getting lost down here, warning that no one should ever come down to the basement lest they are called.

The corridors had many doors, all made of metal and labeled with their respective number. Trying doors not assigned would only reveal they were locked. Footsteps would echo down the hallways, further showing how isolating this place truly was. Upstairs, it was paradise. Down in the basement, it was...

Following the directions was the only means Kirigiri could find her way in this labyrinth like maze. Every corridor looked the same, each as dark and foreboding as the last. Soon, the student found the door with the matching room number. If she tried the handle, the door was unlocked. If the woman tried knocking first, a woman's voice would be heard. "Enter..."

Past the heavy metal door, the student would see a dark room. A single bulb provided a simple circle of illumination in the center of the room while everything beyond was completely masked in darkness. "Please, close the door behind you," the voice called. Complying would cause the door to close with a loud click. Did the door just lock?

Footsteps approached as Vera stepped into the light. The silver haired Asian was dressed in the standard Shokushu uniform kept in immaculate condition. The noticeable difference was the light blue sash hanging loosely around the woman's waist. The sash represented a position of authority within the student body and in this case, the highest authority a student could hope to earn. This woman was a Head Girl.

"Ms. Shotaro," Vera called, "You are on time, good. Your slip please." The Head Girl would take the slip of paper and puts it somewhere in the darkness. "You are here to be corrected for rules infractions and violations. I am Vera Matsumoto. You will refer to me as Ms. Matsumoto. You will remain here until I have deemed you fit to return to the student body, no matter how long it takes. Are there any questions before we begin?"

After answering any questions, Vera would begin with a simple question of her own. "Do you know why you were called down into the basement, Ms. Shotaro? Please, recite all rules you have violated."

"W-what the hell...it's like a completely different place.." Shotaro whispers to herself as the eerieness of this place made her stomach churn and it just further made her paranoia about this school all the worse, That they had such a place that looked right out of those demented dungeons used in movies. She knew if she came down her own she might get lost and never be seen again unless someone found her. It was terrifying but she had to follow the directions of the slip of paper. She noticing various doors and tried to open them but found them locked and she couldn't peek through any window or bars on the door.

She finally reaches a door that the slip mentioned she gulps before moving a hand and knocks on the door. Before when the prompt was given she opened the door via the handle and opens it to peer inside. Seeing the room was almost pitch black with just a simple light bulb in the centre of the room as the only light. Kirigiri stepped into the room fully and when prompted shut the door only to freeze up when she heard the noise and looked back at it..had it locked behind her!?

Kirigiri sees it was a Head Girl who had spoken stepping into the light as Kirigiri's mind was a whirlwind her paranoia once again going on in her mind. 'A Head Girl!? The School even has other students involved in this!?' She internally thought.

Kirigiri quickly hands over the slip when prompted but she tried to avoid much contact as possible the poor dear was like a coiled spring about to burst when she hears about the corrections. Something about those words makes her spine go stiff as she gulps. 'No matter how long it takes...do these psychos keep students down here for days?' She thought trying to keep her mask up as best she could but she couldn't hide her emotions very well right now. "I only have one question Ms.Matsumoto." She says as calm a voice as she can. "If these corrections continue until you deem the one who wronged corrected, are there procedures in place in the case a student is kept down here for days?" She asked. Was the reason some students never returned because they were starved to death!? Once answered she'd say she had no further questions.

"I had attempted to enter a restricted sector of the Science Lab where only authorized staff and certain students of the science classes are allowed entry." She says the main one as far as she was aware it was the only one she had caused that resulted in the slip she had been given. Most of the other times she'd kept to skulking and hiding around while trying to find information she could from witnessing various attacks.

No matter how composed the student made herself appear or how calm her voice sounded, the truth screamed at Vera's empathic senses like incessant noise. It was known colors and feelings the silver haired woman felt from the student's aura, intimidated, fearful, terrified. While the process of correction can be harsh, there was no denying its effectiveness. When Vera is done with this woman, she will learn to stay in her lane lest she find herself in this horrifying location a second or third time. Possibly by someone far more dangerous than Vera could ever be.

Vera's eyes narrowed at the question. "Ms. Shotaro..." Vera began, her tone icy, "Are you claiming that you require more than a day to be corrected? Shall I make such procedures now?" The point was clear. Kirigiri asking the question is to claim that she was going to remain a problem for Shokushu. Such a promise was already starting this correction session on the wrong foot as it was like saying that nothing Vera would do would fix this woman's behavior. Well... Challenge accepted...

"Do not worry," Vera stated, "I am very confident in my ability to help you. When we are done here, you will thank me for helping you see the light within a single day."

As Kirigiri recited the rules violation, Vera stepped back into the shadows. Her beautiful figure and silver haired were easily devoured by the darkness almost like it had a fluid-like presence. "So you do know the rule," Vera stated, "That means you violated it on purpose. Shokushu has no use for trespassers or any other criminals on the island. Criminals are not worthy of wearing Shokushu's colors. Remove your uniform, all of it. Do not keep me waiting, Ms Shotaro."

The tone in the Head Girl's voice may as well mist the air with how cold it was. It made clear that Vera was not going to tolerate disobedience nor resistance. Arguing and refusal will only prolong the student's stay in this room. If the door had truly locked, the Head Girl may be the only person who could open the door. But did correction really require stripping down into the nude? Would questioning this add to the punishment?

Vera would observe to see how Kirigiri strips and how she handles her uniform afterwards before giving further commands. "Lift your arms above your head and close your eyes." Only when obeyed would the student hear footsteps moving around her. What was Vera planning to do in this room?

Kirigiri mind was a maelstrom of negative emotions, fearful, intimidated but one thing that could be spotted, buried trying to hide itself of anger. Kirigiri was terrified but she was angry as well. No doubt at all she'd seen and the school's lack of response or helping the students. Kirigiri took note of the narrowed eyes. "Not at all Ms.Matsumoto, just rumors circulating the students of some students who went down here either taking days before they're seen again....or never seen again at all." She says calmly. 'Makes one question if a students health is any of your concerns.' She mentally thought that last part. Disgust now flowing in her mind.

Kirigiri's eyes narrowed minutely at that confidence in her ability. Before she recites the crime she committed. She listening to Vera's response and told to strip down to naked. She looking at her uniform her own disgusted frown on her face but she moves up slowly unbuttoning and removing the blazer but just shrugs it off as it fall to the floor in a heap. She unbuttoning the shirt underneath and exposing her bra while she moves out of her shoes as well. She stripped everything off but she just casually discarded the uniform. Her clear thoughts on said schools colors clear as day. The anger and disgust grows mixing with the still strong fear. Before she unclips her bra and slides her panties down with her leggings standing their naked.

Kirigiri taking a deep breath but obeys lifting her arms up and closing her eyes. Obeying for now but she tenses up when she hears the footsteps of Vera moving around her.

Anger was nothing new to the Head Girl. She knew just how horrible ignorant the student body was and how they must remain. Vera's methods would be seen as horrible and abhorrent as they should. But on this island, it was their only hope of avoiding a fate far worse. Of course, their fates were already sealed the moment they arrived on Shokushu. But, their few blissfully ignorant years could pass by pleasantly before being taken to the slave auctions or they can suffer the whole way through.

These methods must be crimes. But who could Kirigiri report to? She was on an isolated island run by the very entity that granted Vera her sash. They were in control here. They called the shots and made the rules.

"Already, you have made a mistake, Ms. Shotaro," Vera stated, "Can you think what you did wrong in this room?"

"Please recite the rule you violated," Vera commanded, waiting for the woman to recite it while maintaining that vulnerable and uncomfortable pose, "Your uniform, you threw it to the ground like it is garbage. Is that what you think of your stay here? Would you like to be discarded like garbage as well, Ms. Shotaro?"

"Keep those arms up. Recite your wrong doings," Vera said again, "Do not forget the matter with your uniform. Failure to comply will result in starting over. It is up to you if you wish to be corrected, Ms. Shotaro. I will continue until you do not require my help any longer."

Suddenly, Kirigiri felt someone behind her. The student felt metal seal around her wrists and click in place. Wrists were now cuffed together. "Do not drop those arms," Vera warned. The presence disappeared and soon the woman would hear more sounds of metal chains. A hook was lowered from above and used to hook the bound wrists, forcing the woman to stay upright. Kirigiri would also feel fabric come across her eyes, a blindfold tightening to take control of her vision completely away. Naked, bound, blind, and helpless with this silver haired Head Girl.

"Recite your violations," Vera stated again. As Kirigiri hung in darkness, she would feel something tickle her skin. Was it her imagination or just some itch she cannot scratch? The tip of a feather would ever so faintly graze the student's side. Another time, it barely brushes the tip of the woman's nipple. Another brushed her navel. "Recite your violations and how you intend to correct yourself in the future."

Some were already suffering as Kirigiri had seen many times. She was lucky so far that she hadn't drawn any of the monsters attentions. But Kirigiri refused to speak, her teeth had gritted at the trash comment. Memories of students being thrown away like trash when those monsters finished raping them. Kirigiri just couldn't stop the anger in her heart. She doesn't even answer the questions about her thoughts of her stay here. Vera no doubt senses the anger increased at her comment about Garbage.

Kirigiri flinches feeling the cuffs on her wrists bound together before a hook dangles her by her wrists now when she feels a blindfold coming over her eyes. Yet despite some sudden squeaks at the feathrs brushing her skin. Kirigiri keeps quiet again. Grunting as she tries to resist as this begins. Her lips trembled at the tickling work. Brushing her with something. When she finally speaks out. "I trespassed on restricted grounds and I threw away my uniform like it was trash." She finally gasps out. Gritting her teeth at giving in as she groans. But she forgets or as some childish defiance refuses to say how she intends to correct herself.

Any anger or frustration mattered little to Vera. This girl, just like many others, is foolish and ignorant and their view of the world is too tiny to comprehend just how serious this matter is. Kirigiri failing answer some of the passing questions was of no consequence. But, failing to follow commands would not be tolerated.

Did Kirigiri defy on purpose or was it merely an accident? It did not matter as the result is the same, correction was needed. Vera observed the groan that came from the woman's throat. The Head Girl had plenty of experience breaking women sensually and sexually. Having studied and worked on this island for so long, Vera had plenty of experience from both human and alien guest.

There was silence. No words came. No footsteps could be heard. Was Vera was still in the room? She must be. Kirigiri would have heard the door open if the Head Girl had left. Was there another exit hidden in the shadows? Why have the commands stopped? Did she do something wrong? Was she expected to do something?

The elusive tip of the feather glanced over that hooded pearl. Another brushed the upper arm. Faint, fleeting, the touch came and went so quick it could be just the woman's imagination. Only her own sounds and the chains that held her up could be heard in the chamber. The back of the knee... The underside of a breast... The pit of an arm... The areolae surrounding that rousing peak... Again and again, the touches tormented that exposed and vulnerable form, stimulating and awakening her body to further sensations in the future only to be teased elsewhere.

Kirigiri takes some soft breaths while trying to calm herself down. When she heard nothing her head moving around despite not allowed to see thanks to the blindfold wondering what was going on now. She hadn't heard the door so she knew the woman hadn't left her here. Or did she, was she being left here to rot? She trembles only to gasp at the sudden feather teasing her clit, Her legs twitched and thighs try and cross together to protect. Only for the feathers to tease her all over. Her body trembled but she tried to avoid any vocal reactions right now.

Her body shivers in anticipation at the next stimulation to affect her body now as she groans out again. Teasing her body so well as she blushes red at the stimulation trying so hard to control herself~ This going on as Kirigiri seems confused looking like she did forget about that last part indeed. If given another reminder she finally answers. "I will always cherish my uniform, never go places I'm never allowed to go..." She began to say with a groans.

Silence for a bit longer, the feather continuing its torturous teasing. But if Kirigiri did not try to say more, Vera's voice would break the silence. "Could not even follow simple instructions. If this is so forgettable, I suppose I will just have to work a bit harder," the Head Girl said calmly, "Do you think saying it once is enough for your poor memory? Do you understand why there unauthorized areas for students? Or why you should cherish your uniform as you say?"

As Kirigiri attempted to answer, she would feel another metal shackle. This time it closed around her right ankle. The sound of chains above revealed that there was more lurking in the dark ceiling above. The student's leg would be lifted up to the side by the ankle, the chain hooked to something, ensuring the leg could not come back down. The warm air in the room would brush across those exposed netherlips and ass, the naked beauty's pose now far more exposed.

The inner thigh... The tailbone... Was these tickling touches from the feather or was the woman starting to sweat, each drop being its own cruel torment.

"No matter what occupation you strive for in your future," Vera continued, "First impressions matter. One who treats their attire and appearance as poorly as you would not receive a second look. Time is money in the workplace and no one is going to waste time sifting through garbage in hopes of finding a diamond. Your first impression was given when your only question admitted to failing to take this correction seriously, already assuming you would fail and remain here for more than a day. I suppose you may end up being correct if you continue to perform this poorly."

"You have yet to try to justify your attempts to break into a place you were unauthorized," Vera added, "Is this perhaps because you have no reason? Then why waste everyone's time with a useless act of rebellion? Answer..."

Kirigiri grits her teeth feeling her leg lifted up. Looking worried as she felt her ankle lifted up making her legs be spread and exposing her folds and rear to the woman now. The warm air making her whimper as she squirmed in her bindings but nothing could make her budge. "Then the school failed on that account too, great first impression, seeing students raped by monsters or aliens or something even crazier." She growls finally spilling what she had seen. No doubt the dear had been a witness to an attack on another student. "I'll admit I might've just thought I was just hallucinating from the long flight the first time, then I kept finding it happening, again and again all over this school." She growls. "Yet nothing was done about it," She clenched her fists tightly as the anger was taking over her mind now.

"I couldn't let that go....I just couldn't, so I tried to find answers, trying to find something to connect all of this together, then I heard some rumors about the labs and some kind of secret...I thought it might finally lead me to answers, so I tried to sneak in and was caught." She says. "How can I trust a school that allows these unjust actions to continue!?" She demands. "I just want to know the truth..." She whispered.

Even as the student lashed out in anger, the methodic teasing did not stop. The blindfold ensured that Kirigiri had no clue where the touches were coming from or if they were in her head the whole time. For a few moments, there was nothing but silence. Vera had dealt with many students who did not forget an attack. Thankfully, they all were painfully predictable in their behaviors and general path of action.

"If you wake up after having a dream one day then wake the next day after having the same dream, should that dream be considered reality?" Vera said softly, "You claim you had a hallucination. But experiencing a hallucination multiple times does not change that it is a hallucination, Ms. Shotaro."

"When you experienced these hallucinations, did you speak to a nurse or counselor?" Vera already knew the answer, "Have you tried to speak with a Prefect or Head Girl? Shokushu has been around for a long time, Ms. Shotaro. The school and its staff recognize that this is an extremely unique environment for students to attend college. Away from your former life. Isolated from the outside world. An all girls college. Even you said it yourself, the extremely long flight. At any point, you could have sought aid and the school would have helped you worked through this transition. Instead, you let your fear and paranoia dictate what you would consider your truth. You lean towards believing rumors and 'secrets' to justify your ridiculous actions. What do you think others would think of a student behaving this way? First impressions, Ms. Shotaro."

For many students who freaked out about monster attacks, they immediately think the entire school is against them and therefore never seek medical or psychiatric help. It made sense in their heads, why seek help from the organization that you think is behind the big cover up? But all it did was isolate the rebellious student and make them look even crazier. This woman is ranting about monster attacks and is not seeing anyone about it? Why would anyone else believe her?

"Instead of wanting to know the truth, you wanted to find anything that would let you say that your hallucinations are real," Vera stated, "If you truly believe students are being harassed or are in danger, why did you not report this? Why did you not seek help? You claim to care about the school 'failing' their students. But what have you done to help these students you claim are being attacked? In the end, you do not care about that. You only cared about proving that your monster theory was the truth."

"If you had reported these concerns, the school would have investigated the matter and sought to help those students in question. Instead, you abandoned those students to chase ghosts and inner demons."

"I did report it! The first three times I found these incidents I tried to report it, hell one time I tried to bring a teacher and when I did the girl was gone as was the monster. Not even a passed out victim to show what happened." Kirigiri growled. "Trying to save those victims against what those monsters were, all that would've happened was I'd be raped alongside them." She whispered as tears were starting to be seen flowing down her cheeks as she dangled their before Vera's insidious touches. "Nothing happened, I know I should've tried to go to a Head Girl or something to help. But I got scared...terrified of I was going to be next, and if I was raped I'd be like that the other victims, just gone or somehow all trace of what could've happen would be gone." Kirigiri mutters.

"And here I find myself turned into someone's BDSM toy." She snaps out. "So thank you for showing my paranoia was right about some things." She weakly chuckles while her body trembles at the stimulation as she just weakly chuckles. The poor dear just felt so lost, nothing she could do would help anyone. Kirigiri was just so lost and confused the anger was fading away and a feeling despair was starting to rise up an inky blackness in the dears mind and emotions as she gulps softly.

"Because you are bound and currently going through correction suddenly proves that your hallucinations are real?" The more Kirigiri lost control of herself, the more her own defenses fall apart. Even if the attacks were real, the student truly had no proof and her efforts to take matters in her own hands have completely destroyed her credibility. No one is going to believe someone they think is crazy. Either Kirigiri was going to recognize this or she will forever be isolated and alone in this school. Or Shokushu may step in and wipe her memories though it has hardly reached such a level.

"You went to a teacher and they found nothing each time and you think that strengthens your claim that it was real?" Vera stated calmly. Though her voice was cool, it was mostly just calm and matter of fact. "A woman claiming to have hallucinations that are actually real and has shown to have some rather heated emotional outbursts, keeping such a woman bound is just common sense, Ms. Shotaro."

"The school is willing to help you, Ms. Shotaro," Vera stated as Kirigiri would feel a hand gently cup a cheek, "I am willing to help you. Any time you are struggling with these demons, you merely have to take that first step to seek help from others. But you cannot move forward if you continue to think I am your enemy. I am here to perform my duty. I am here to correct your rules violations. The reason whether justified or not is irrelevant as far as this correction is concerned. Rules were broke and you must recognize that your actions were incorrect. Only when you truly reflect and desire to continue moving forward as a student of Shokushu can I deem you fit to leave this room and seek further help."

"You said it yourself. You should have sought help. If a teacher is not enough, speak to another member of staff or a Prefect or a Head Girl. My door is always open for any student who has issues or concerns. Part of you knows you are just tearing yourself apart over this. But only you can make the decision. Now, Ms. Shotaro... You will recite the rules you violated. You will recite why these rules are important. You will recite how you will ensure you will not make these mistakes in the future. You will recite all of this again... and again... and again... Only when I see that you truly mean those words will I consider your correction complete. Stop for any reason besides my command and it will all start over. Do you understand?"

Vera's hand stroked down Kirigiri's cheek and over her collarbone. Fingertips trace down a breast, lightly flicking over a nipple to show how roused and hardened it had become. Would the student recognize how her body has been reacting this entire time?

Kirigiri flinched at the touch on her cheek despite it being soft she tried to lean her head away from it. "Please just leave me alone." She pleads as her despair continued to fill the poor dears mind, her emotions were truly a sight, confusion, despair and more swirling together in her mind. Her body flinched at the sensation of her nipple being flickered and gasped at how it had hardened. "W-what?" She gasped out at the attention.

Kirigiri however began to recite the rules she had violated, why these rules were important and how she would ensure she didn't make the same mistakes again. Her voice was just so broken and lost, the poor dear didn't know what to do and she just couldn't put her trust in the school. No matter what her mind and heart just couldn't. Her body trembling still in her bondage as she repeats the words though the words get a bit hard to hear as she was getting a bit dry in the mouth. Coughing faintly but she continues. It was clear she'd been broken and probably wouldn't cause issues now for the school, but that could cause other problems.

No doubt some students had done things like try and lock themselves away in their dorms as some kind of bastion despite the fact that wasn't the case. Unless students were required to attend these classes. Students that refused to attend would no doubt be called in themselves. Many students reacted to the monster attacks. Either hiding away, jumping at everyone like they were an enemy as Kirigiri did.