At least the woman had a goal besides running out into the woods to find proof. Free time was the last thing Vikky should be worried about at this point. After skipping countless classes and punishments, free time was something she did not deserve. "It is a start," Vera replied, "But if I find a single of those things you said to be nothing but a lie, you are gone. My patience with you is gone, girl. Do not test me. You will find a nurse, councilor, or other skilled staff member to speak to about your problem and I expect you to try and make progress with them. The meetings themselves will be confidential but I will get reports on your progress or lack thereof. For your sake, who you speak to better find you willing to listen and learn about your mental problems."

"You wanted to be a coach but no effort to join the many sports clubs on campus?" Vera asked, "That is disappointing. If you make no effort towards your goal, you are accomplishing nothing. You will offer yourself to one of these clubs and assist them in anyway possible. They too will keep me posted on your progress. I expect you to be striving for a leadership role in these endeavors. Your professors will have no reason to help you after skipping so many classes unless you happen to prove you do have a mental issue that requires additional help. Then, they may be more lenient. Otherwise, you will most likely be repeating those courses or passing with a less than average grade."

"Then there is the matter of your insults to myself and what I do here," the Head Girl continued, "You have ignored my requests to be corrected in the basement. After you have finished your work in class, the clubs, and with the councilors; you will come to the basement to be corrected by me personally. There, I will decide if you shall remain a student for another day or not. With the amount of days you have skipped, expect to be down in that basement many... many times. Do I make myself clear, girl?"

Progress on the mental problem... what kind of progress was that? Healing after being raped by several monsters? But… she couldn’t say she had been raped by monsters to them. That would… that would qualify as a lie. But not telling them would be lying too. What… what would Vikky do…!? That… that was a problem to later. Now she had to listen… She HAD been intending to join a club, then she was raped and her priorities had changed… which only helped cast her in darker light right now. Mental issue? Her only mental issue had spawned from being raped. Did… did that count? Vikky didn’t know… she didn’t know…

Vikky steeled herself as the matter of Vera was brought to subject. S-so… Vikky would have to come to the basement after all… The fear of that place welled up within her as her breathing slightly intensified at the thoughts of that darkness. And… that many times? Didn’t… didn’t Vera say she didn’t want to waste time with her? Vikky didn’t argue. Just… just agree.

“Y-yes ma’am. I’ll… I’ll come to the basement after all other duties are done. Th-thank you for…” Vikky swallowed slightly. “Thank you.” The tears were still there. This was so… dark. Vikky couldn’t see her future as anything but dark. Black. But… she had to work. That was what she had come here to do. And if her motivation had reached rock bottom due to recent and not so recent events… she’d just have to force up new motivation, or she’d die. She’d really die.

It would only be a waste of time if no progress was made and Vikky once again was left out in the wild. At that point, Vera would never acknowledge the existence of this girl again. There were several more students needing her assistance that were actually willing to listen and learn. This student now understood just how thin the ice was that she was standing on. Every action would be extremely careful to avoid displeasing anyone and ensuring her record did not become any more worse than it has already become. Even if she did not believe that she had mental issues, she would have to convince herself to believe it in order to remain convincing for the councilors who would happily help nurture the idea that monsters are not real. In anycase, Vikky will not have time to be trouble or convince others that monsters exist.

"Do not make me regret this," Vera replied, "Now, I expect you in the basement starting tomorrow. For now, get dressed and return to your dorm room. The front desk will have a new key for you. I suggest you take this free time you have to figure out just what you are going to say to each and every teacher you turned your back on and how you will convince them to allow you to continue attending class. And do not forget your hairpin, I am not here to hold onto your things." With that, Vikky was dismissed with her skin more or less still attached.

“A-alright. I will. Thank you.” With that, Vikky started collecting her own discarded uniform to put on once again. As soon as she had finished that, the teary-eyed girl grabbed her hairpin, bowed to Vera, and then walked out with a speed that bordered on a half-run. As soon as the door was closed behind her and she was clear… Vikky fell on her knees outside the Head Girl’s penthouse. The hairpin fell out of her hand and landed a few inches away from her. She stared helplessly down into the floor, watching how dripping water from her eyes made small puddles right below her. Why, oh, why… why had it gone like this!? Now she had to… now she had to… this was… no… Vikky had completely lost, and her life was now on the nick and whim of the school itself… There was no way she could free herself or spare herself from monsters now… Why? WHY!? … One thing for sure. From now on… she’d ask every monster she encountered… if they’d be willing to break the system with her… Oh, who was she kidding? The only thing she had that they were interested in was… her flesh…

…

Later, Vikky managed to unlock her dorm-room, once again. It was… as she had left it. She didn’t have the energy to inspect if this was really the case. Too little. The door was closed, but she didn’t even bother locking it. Unsteady feet wandered through the room which light she hadn’t bothered turning on. The kitchen had been ignored, Vikky was too tired, she just wanted to sleep soundly one final time. The girl stripped her clothes, but didn’t care to pick up her pyjamas which she’d otherwise wear to bed. She simply dropped down nude into her bed, crying once again for how horrible a turn her life had just taken. Quite literally anytime, she expected the darkness behind her to grow arms and penises to rape her, just to humiliate her even further on this horrible day.

… But that wouldn’t happen, huh?

Guess she really should think of what to say to the teachers tomorrow…

... Hours later. Vikky was to descend into the basement... on a time which coincided with an appointment. The day had been… busy. She had gone back and forth seeking up the teachers of the different subjects she was currently working on, and had received harsh instructions how to study in order not to fail. And Vikky was a rather below average student to begin with. This was going to be difficult. A meeting had been booked with a councilor about the… ‘mental issue’, to take place in two days when that individual assigned to her actually had the time. She had also taken the time to rush around to the different sports-clubs to simply identify which one should be her destination, having had a conversation with a member or captain of each. So far, she hadn’t decided. But… it was some form of progress… right?

Vikky swallowed. It better be. She was once again staring down into that dark descent. Once again the fear of this place was coursing through her. But… she didn’t have a choice. She simply didn’t. There was no telling what kind of punishment took place down here. B-but… but she simply had to go through with this. Or… or this would be the end of the line. She’d die. She’d die if she was left alone on this island without the capability to get food. There was the option of leeching off another student, but… That was just plain wrong, and Vikky had no real alternatives of which student to do so to… Also, the school would undoubtedly intercept her if she tried…

No. She had to stay strong. She had to stay a student. As such, Vikky hardened her resolve and took the first step down the stairs to the basement…

Vera did not have to do much beyond prepare a room for Vikky's arrival. The student's very thorough corrections involved making the student interact with the school and its staff daily. She already knew the woman had appointments made and was making an effort to try and not make this semester a total waste. It may even be possible to get back on schedule for graduating but she would not mention anything like that. Let the woman be fearful as it seemed to be a worthwhile form of motivation.

The Head Girl would have everything ready by the time Vikky made her way down those steps. The slip included a time, room number, and directions to follow in the basement. At least the student did not have to risk getting lost again. With the amount of potential visits awaiting her in the future, Vikky would become very familiar with this specific route soon enough.

The door Vikky finally found looked much like the other ones. If she knocked, Vera would order her to come in. The door was unlocked, allowing the student to finally see what one of these rooms contained. Unfortunately, the lighting made knowing anything nearly impossible. There was only a single bulb hanging in the center of the room, giving a dull spotlight right in the middle of the room. The walls and corners of the room were cast in shadow, hiding the many tools available to the Head Girl should they be needed.

"You are on time, good," Vera said calmly from the shadows, "The rules here are simple. Obey, listen, and learn. Fail to do these and you will remain here longer. You are here because you have broken rules and you need to be informed and corrected so such behavior does not happen again. Please remove your uniform and all other attire." The Head Girl would wait for the student comply before continuing. "Now, you are to recite each and every rule you have broken or think you have broken. You may begin now, Miss Nyberg."

Dark. Dark, just like last time. Vikky took shaking steps through these dark halls once again. The sounds in the distance… was she going to be the one who’d be providing the sounds to the next student to wander this frightening place? Vikky shuddered at the thought. F-for now, she just needed to find the do- oh, there. The directions had been accurate. Th-then… U-hm… Knock…? Vikky knocked a little on the door… Oh. Come in. E-eh… O-OK…

A single light-bulb. A single weak light-bulb in the middle of the room, only properly lighting up a small unsatisfactory circle. Vikky slowly dared herself to wander into the light, but now she was surrounded by darkness. Th-there was something in that darkness. Items… of some kind. But Vikky couldn’t see what… The Head Girl herself stood in the darkness, where Vikky could barely make out that there was anyone at all where she stood scared slightly directly under the light-bulb. Th-this place was… every bit as frightening as the halls outside…

Obey, listen, learn. Th-that shouldn’t be so hard, right? H-huh? Remove… uniform? After a brief moment of surprise, Vikky nodded and started undressing. Unbuttoning her shirt, taking it off along with the vest and tie. Fold them, put them temporarily on the floor. Stepped out of her shoes, took off her socks. Unhooked her bra, put it on top the other clothes. Strip off the skirt, pull down her panties. Remove her hairpin. Put it all on the other clothes. Th-there, she had undressed. Her private parts were all… visible. Wh-why was it necessary to take off everything so often here? It was… embarrassing… Vikky let her arms cover her breasts and between her legs, because it felt better to hide it…

Recite every broken rule. Vikky bent her head forward and considered momentarily. Every rule…

“I, um, I skipped classes. Multiple times. I wasted your time. I… I lied to you.” Actually, I didn’t, but… “I insulted you. I ignored your summons to the basement. I, uh, failed to complete homework…? Um. I-in any case. I let my grades fall beneath acceptable levels and I mistrusted the school which took care of me… I-I believe. Have I forgotten anything…? Oh, and I was out in the forest past allowed time…” Vikky struggled to think if that was all. F-for now, it was all she could think of…

The scared and now nude student was making an effort to reply correctly. The young woman even revealed that she was going out into the forest beyond curfew. "I see you decided to reveal other wrongdoings you did beyond the ones already listed on record. Perhaps there is hope for you afterall. Raise both your arms above your head, cross them at the wrist." There would be no attempts for Vikky to hide herself. Once again, Vera would have a good look at this troublesome pest. The woman had a petite form but was rather well developed. The student certainly met all physical expectations of being a potential slave.

"Failure to complete homework is not a rule. It is not something you should do but that is merely a cause of your currently horrible grades," Vera added calmly, "Now, repeat the rules you have broken and provide your means of correcting these violations. Do not lower your arms." While Vikky obeyed or attempt to, the sound of metal and chain could be heard in the shadows. What was the Head Girl preparing? Was it going to hurt?" With the way the room was, it only produced the worst things one could imagine down here. This could be a torture chamber.

H-huh? They hadn’t known she had been out past curfew...? Vikky had been so sure they were fully aware of her every move… Or they knew, and simply held official knowledge and actual knowledge separated… Wh-what? Raise my hands? B-but… then you’ll see… … …

Vikky closed her eyes and lifted her arms slowly, leaving her body exposed to the shadows. Once again, Vikky couldn’t help but imagining that something would jump out at her and rape her from the darkness. She was embarrassed at having to be naked, but she crossed her hands as told. Ok, so to repeat the rules and… wh-what was that? Chains? Th-that’s… Vikky shivered where she stood, still with her eyes closed. Not that she’d see much better with them open.

“I, uh… to restore myself from my falling grades, I will take extra homework and assignments to learn what I have missed. To regain the trust I lost from the school, I will cooperate whenever I am asked for… anything. For the offense I committed against you, who, uh, identified my, eh, mental issue, I will see a councilor to talk with me and I will also do my best to support one or more of the school clubs to make myself useful. I will never insult you or waste your time again. For the times I ignored the call to the basement, I will…” Vikky breathed in a bit. “… I will come here multiple times, to learn of my wrongdoings. For breaking curfew… I won’t do it again… I won't have the time to do it again…” Was that… all? Had she missed any…?

The woman obeyed and began reciting her mistakes and thinking of ways to correct the matter. Vikky was struggling but was less reluctant to go after the obvious answers. Some students always struggled when the method of preventing it from happening again was rather simple. But, the response was hardly satisfactory. There was confusion, hesitation. That would not do at all.

"That is a start but hardly worth a passing grade, Miss Nyberg," Vera replied, "You know what you did wrong and know what you must do to correct the matter. Now, say it!" She made Vikky repeat what was said. The order the broken rules came in were of little issue as long as all were said along with the appropriate means to avoid breaking them again. If any hesitation was heard, she was made to say it again and again. Meanwhile, the Head Girl would quietly move behind the woman. She would grab both wrists and pull them down behind the woman's back. A pair of handcuffs would bind those wrists together, leaving her unable to cover anything besides her ass. Of course, any yelp or cry of alarm would mean another repetition of stating those broken rules again.

The severity of the rules infractions decides how harsh the Head Girl started at. Usually it got worse for more resistant students but some did get enjoy the more positive reinforcement that the basement could provide. Vikky would get no form of mercy for now. The amount of demerits was high and perhaps the fastest a student had received within such a short amount of time. Vera would seal Vikky's sight behind a blindfold, leaving only touch and hearing available to guess what could be coming next.

Something smooth and metallic would be attached to both of Vikky's nipples while another was placed over her clitoris. Vera would switch on a device, causing all three items to hum and vibrate. The sonic vibrations seemed to ripple right into those tender areas in constant waves of stimulation. The items were connected to other things but it did not really matter as the student would not be able to see what these were. The sound of something larger was brought before the blind student while the devices continued their work. "I did not tell you to stop, Miss Nyberg," Vera called out calmly, "Keep repeating the rules you have broken and how you intend to better yourself."

S-so, that didn’t do it? Vikky had to repeat that again? The embarrassed naked student standing with her arms crossed over her head made a quick nod for acknowledgement. Her eyes were still closed, as she hadn’t been told to open them. Again, then. A-alright. N-now, what did I say?

“I…” Don’t hesitate, Vikky! “For my-” Sentence change. “Due to my offensive actions against this school and you, er…” N-no, don’t hesitate… “I have skipped classes and let my grades fall. For this I will do extra school-work to make up what I have missed. I lashed out against the school and against you, which for I’ll see a counselor who will speak to me about my mental state. I have broken curfew, which for I’ll… eh?” Vikky opened her eyes in slight surprise. The Head Girl was now behind her, pulling down her arms behind her back. And was bound by… a handcuff!? A handcuff was binding her wrists behind her back…! Vikky silently felt panic rise within her. O-oh, don’t stop. Repeat. She had to repeat.

“I broke curfew multiple times. For this I will, um…” What was she doing to pay up for that? “I will seek out, join and assist a sports-club since I apparently have time… Eh?” A blindfold was bound over her eyes. Vikky now couldn’t see anything, no matter how much she wanted. It felt incredibly frightening, being all naked in a dark room, arms restrained and eyes blindfolded. A monster could show up and gorge itself without her being able to resist at all. B-but… she had to stay strong. Repeat.

“I ignored the summoning to the basement multiple times. For this I will compensate by coming here more times than was originally intended for me. I, um,” Repeat. Repeat what you’ve already said, Vikky. “My grades have fallen beneath acceptable levels, and I will work them back up by studying extra- AAHH!?” S-something was just attached to her nipple! Cold… metallic… Vikky flinched, not quite prepared for that. Her yelp interrupted her repetitions. Soon enough, another was attached to her other nipple. “I-is this really- AIIIGH…!?” Another was put… on her clit? Th-there was something…

The attachments started to vibrate. Her nipples and clit were all assaulted by some mechanical vibrations which spread through her body. Vikky, unprepared as she was, locked her legs together as hard as she could as her pose bent forward, trying to repel the sensations unsuccessfully. I-it was impossible to keep straight. Her arms bound behind her, it was completely impossible to defend herself from the foreign objects. Vikky found herself shaking, more than she had, trying desperately to stay standing still despite the overwhelming… something… She couldn’t see, her mouth was hanging open trying to cope with breathing during this trial and she was working so hard to keep balance…

R-repeat? Repeating like this? Th-that’s… impossible… “I-aigh- Ai… I broke curfew… Ignored basement calls-NGH- and… I-I won’t… do it again or I’ll… I’ll be a good girl… -eeiip- Attend classes, do homework, club activities su-uuu-uch…” Th-this was unfair. H-how much longer? Th-this had barely begun, had it…?

If Vikky was hoping for pity and sympathy, there was none of that here in this dark room. With amount of rebellion and rules broken, the student proved needing to be broken down before any sort of rebuilding could begin. Being unable to even form complete thoughts without the sex toys active, the troublesome girl had a long road ahead of her. Without anything on, the woman did not repeat the rules and corrections a single time without error or hesitation and it only grew worse from there. It was disappointing but not surprising. Vera did not mind though, they had all evening to do this and this was only the first day.

The effects of the vibrations showed immediately as the student nearly fell to her knees. It was difficult to say if this showed a higher sensitivity around the breast and clitoris or if the devices provided by NICE labs were just that effective. This was only the beginning but Vera saw the need to linger on this step for a bit. It would do no one any good if Vikky was just punished and unable to fathom why these punishments were happening.

Vera stepped infront of the blind woman. A single finger would lift the woman's chin. Vikky could not see but she could guess what she was facing right now was the Head Girl's face. "Seems you do not really mean those words if a small distraction like this was enough to make you hesitate, Miss Nyberg," Vera said coldly, "You are very close to lying to me again. You cannot blame the toys on your body as you failed to avoid hesitating even before I applied them. Now, take slow deep breaths. Let the vibrations flow through you. Fighting it will only distract you further. Slow breaths, concentrate on what you did wrong and how you will make yourself a proper student in this school." She allowed Vikky a few moments to just breathe while those vibrators continued their endless stimulation of those erect nubs. Giving in would only make everything feel even better but that would work both their favors.

"Now, speak," she ordered, still holding the woman's chin up with a finger.

Vikky was constantly gasping, her breath constantly trying to catch up as vibrating things attached to her sensitive spots continued to intrude on her inner rhythm. She couldn’t fight it. They were disturbing her. She was tormented by them, but she couldn’t escape. This was horrible. Unwanted sensations seared through her, making balance and speaking so very difficult. On top of it all, the naked student couldn’t see anything. It was dark… so dark. She was frightened. So frightened.

Vikky felt a finger against her chin. It… it must be Vera’s. The helpless girl let her face be lifted, and although she couldn’t see anything she could tell Vera was right there. Wh-why…? Why did she want to see this torment so closely…? Vikky was crying beneath the blindfold. It was impossible not to. She wasn’t so mentally strong as to be able to stand up to this. She just wanted it to end. Blindly following any command Vera gave her to make sure this ended as quickly as possible, Vikky took the deep breaths she had been commanded to take, concentrated, and relaxed…

… It worked. When she had calmed down, the sensations changed. Having accepted the vibrations, the student allowed the mechanical attachments to stimulate her. Somehow, she felt like she got on the same wavelength as the assaults on her clitoris and nipples. Flow… through her? More relaxed, Vikky felt stunned at how well she adapted to the sensations, as her deep breaths were suddenly sounding more pleasured than… oh, gosh… Vera must be a master at this… Not good, I’m in the hands of a master… this doesn’t bode well… For now, just speak… Another deep breath and…

“… I ignored the calls to the basement, for this I will serve additional time down here. I presented violent tendencies and made threats, for this I will see a school counselor about my mental issues. I skipped class and let my grades fall, for which I will take extra homework and study as hard as I can. I broke curfew multiple times, for this I will make sure that my extra time outside will instead serve to help a school club as well as possible…” Vikky would continue to repeat as long as she had to… Gee, she was actually getting really turned on by these vibrating things now that she had accepted them…

There was no response as the student began to repeat her wrongs and corrections over and over again. The hesitation was gone and the young woman took Vera's advice, taking slow deep breaths and letting the pleasure roll through her body. The effect was almost immediate. Vikky's body was no longer shuddering out of control. But this only ensured that the student could complete the task. The pleasure and torment had not ended.

Fear radiated from Vikky's aura but now arousal was flaring up in the mix. Was this some hidden sexual desire or need within the girl or was this just something the alien guests had trained her body for? It mattered little either way. With the woman blind, she would not see what Vera had coming next. The only thing still revealing the Head Girl's presence was that finger that held Vikky's lifted chin. In Vera's other hand was a long white feather. She brought the tip faintly along those flushed netherlips. The touch was brief and only with the tip, teasing the woman's mind and senses as it stroked part way along the exposed entrance only to fade again. The longer Vikky chanted her mistakes, the more that faint touch would return. A touch here, a stroke there, they left as quickly as they came.

The strokes grew longer though still with only the tip touching. Up and down over and over, the feather traced both netherlips to tickle and awaken those nerves even more. The vibrators continued their relentless work on her nipples and clitoris, humming through those senstive cells and rippling outwards inside the woman's heated form. Gradually, the tip would slide between those netherlips, sliding up and down over and over again. Vera would say nothing. If the words stopped, the feather would too to further confuse the young woman. Vikky was certainly right to assume that the Head Girl was very experienced with breaking a woman's mind and body. The question was, what would be left of Vikky after she was done with her?

It was strange. The finger on her cheek felt almost comforting, as if its wielder was both the guide to getting through this torture as well as the one doing the torture. It made Vikky feel less alone, and more at ease with just repeating… repeating… all the while pleasured by the vibrating attachments…

“… I threatened you with immature threats, for this I will see a councilor to redeem my violent tendencies…”

Over and over, she repeated what she had already said. Although her memory was too confused to be able to say the exact same sentence twice, she was always trying to alternate what issue she was addressing and while she wasn’t able to say the same issue the same way two times, it still bore the same meaning. Except for slight breathing in between, she didn’t stop.

“I was outside during night-time, past curfew. For this I will repay the time I wasted by supporting the school clu-ah-ubs…” … Something touched her. Vikky didn’t know what, but something smooth and… ticklish… rubbed at her slit. She could only assume it was the next step. Vikky didn’t stop her words…

“I have let my grades worsen, and as su-ah-uch, I will take extra homework to ge-ah-et my studies back on track…” I-it was touching her lower lips every so often, her exposed and sensitive spot shuddering under the treatment. The vibrating attachments had already made her quite aroused, this was making it even worse. As Vikky continued repeating, the touches grew longer and more frequent. She managed to adapt to expecting them just as she had accepted the vibrations. She was getting… so wet… whatever was touching her was probably getting wet…

“I didn’t go to the basement. For this I will- ah…!” … It entered her. Not very large, but it parted her lower lips and tickled at the walls. Vikky momentarily forgot to speak, flushed and pleasured as she was. When she did, the thing stopped moving. That was her cue that she wasn’t doing what she was supposed to. “I-I will answer more calls to the basement than I was originally supposed to, and I…” She continued repeating, and soon whatever it was moved again, staining the floor below her with her juices as it was sliding in and out of her slit. G-gee… this was… she was having trouble standing, yet she was repeating… again…