A new day had dawned for Akane and in the light shinning through her small iron-barred window she could see a new addition to her cell.
One of the treadmills from the gym had been moved to her cell while she was sleeping. It was rather disturbing to think that she had not woken up to notice whoever had moved it here. Akane tried not to think about the facts that she was prone to throw off her covers at night and that due to lack of sleepwear she was currently sleeping in the nude. She busied herself instead with inspecting the exercise machine.
A note was pinned to it informing her that she would not receive breakfast until after she had run a certain distance on it. The distance worked out to be about half again the length of her usual morning jog. A cable from the odometer lead together with the electricity cable out under her door. They could probably tell if she complied from the outside. The note was written in harsh clear strokes she presumed that it was from Mistress Severa and not an empty thread.
Slowly Akane began to jog expecting all the while spanks on her butt to spurn her on.
Only after she finished and Ashes entered with her breakfast and a couple of towels did she realize that she had done the exercise naked out of recently acquired habit.
The castle was getting to her, Akane thought as she freshened up with water from the sink and toweled of with one of her new towels in full sight of the maid.
During her surprisingly large breakfast she considered this revelation. Nabiki had a book like that from that vampire author. A beautiful princess got abducted by a perverted prince to a castle full of perverts where they did perverted things to her until she became a pervert herself. Akane had hated that book and its two sequels.
But Akane would not give up. As Ashes helped her dress and attach the ribbons to her shackles she vowed that she would resist those perverted influences.
Once she was dressed the maid informed her, that the first item on her schedule this day would be lessons in 'proper behavior' by Sister Holle.
"She can be a bit strict," Ashes warned on their way to the lessons.
"Like Mistress Severa?" Akane asked not really feeling up to handling another instructor like her trainer.
"Er, no. Not like Mistress Severa at all. In fact it might be best not to mention her name in Sister Holle's presence. The two don't see eye to eye on many issues. Sister Holle thinks that Mistress Severa is a pervert. She thinks that about a lot of people...." Ashes mumbled her explanation.
Akane felt that this was very good news indeed. Finally somebody sane in this mad-house. Somebody who would agree with her on the pervertedness of the people and going's on around here.
She was so happy that she calmly waited in her classroom after Ashes left her. The room looked like it was a repurposed meeting room. There was a big desk with a comfortable chair in front of a blackboard, that Akane assumed would be the teacher's place. Opposite it in the center of the room was a low table with a cushion in front of it. She guessed that she would spend the lesson kneeling not sitting, but she was still so glad about finally finding an ally in her fight against the perversion of this place that she took that in stride.
Finally Sister Holle entered the room and Akane's savior from the perversions of this place turned out to be a veiled woman wearing a nun's habit and horn-rimmed glasses.
"Hello my girl," she introduced herself in an overly friendly tone, "my name is Sister Holle and I am going to be your tutor. My main function will be to teach you about your future home and ensure that you will learn proper behavior for a Lichtenburger lady. I also aspire to serve as a counterweight to balance out the influences of certain other persons who shall remain nameless. I hope that despite everything here, I will manage, when it is time for you to be wed, to present you to your groom and his people as a proper, decent and throughoutly moral young lady fit for our prince."
Despite her appearance and somewhat irritating voice Sister Holle appeared to be exactly what Akane needed. She was going to keep her save from all those perverts. Akane thought that what she had said sounded pretty good — except for that marrying the prince part of course. Akane would not loose, but she would not tell the woman that. No need to antagonize her prospective ally.
"Akane," the nun continued, "I hope you will think of me not just as your instructor and spiritual mentor, but as a friend — someone you can confess to."
A confidant would be nice, thought Akane.
"Because child I think that you are clearly in need of someone you can turn to with your problems." Sister Holle explained. "I have taken the liberty of having someone obtain your files from your former school. And it seems that you are in serious need of moral guidance."
A file was opened on the teachers desk. Judging by the pineapple seal on its back it was authentic. Somebody must have broken into Akane's school to steal it for the nun.
"I understand that it is seen as 'cool' by the young to rebel against established norms and a young girl your age is exposed to all kinds of temptations, but you really can't go on like this, Akane," the nun told her earnestly.
Slowly shocked realization began to dawn on Akane's face. She could not possibly mean...? Akane did not want to believe it.
"I fear for you Akane. But I will help you, because I think that your acts of moral turpitude are just a silent cry for help from a confused young woman," Sister Holle promised.
This could not be true. Out of all the people in the castle, out of all the people at Furinkan this woman had the nerve to accuse her? Akane could not take it any longer.
She jumped up from her cushion and screamed: "I am not a pervert!"
But she was just as soon jerked down again by her rapidly contracting bonds. She had forgotten to unclasp the ribbons when she felt like she was about to loose control and before she could remedy that fact she was kneeling bound and gagged on her cushion again.
She tried to calm herself down, but the fact that she could not defend herself against these baseless accusation made her just angrier.
"It says here," the nun continued reading from her file indifferent to Akane's outburst and her subsequent stripping and bondage," that you were involved in every major disturbance at the school since you began attending there. There is a long list of violence and destruction at this school that center around your person. This Ranma person, who I am given to understand was your fiancé before you were taken in by prince Wildpferd, appears to feature heavily in those disturbances, too. In fact many of the fights were between him and other boys who had proclaimed their love or at least their carnal interest in you. Did you encourage those fights Akane? Did it make you feel good to make those innocent boys fight over your affection?"
Akane was shaking her head and yelling into her gag.
"Why then did you not put a stop to this? Why did you not openly declare a winner or at least tell them that you were not interested in either Ranm or this Kuno boy or any of the other interested parties? And is it not true that before your fiancé appeared and put a stop to it, you openly challenged the entire male student body to fight you every morning, giving them hopes of winning a date with you? Did it make you feel desirable and special to see all those boys exert themselves to win your favor?"
At this point Akane was rocking back and forth on her cushion and red in the face from trying to scream denials and explanations.
"So these pictures of you," Sister Holle held up several photos, "that your sister circulated for profit did not give you any satisfaction either? Even if you did not profit from them directly did it not feel nice to be wanted by so many boys? Even if you did not encourage the sale of these photos, you also never actively stopped your sister from selling them. Perhaps you appreciated knowing to the Yen how high you fellow classmates valued your beauty."
Akane was near tears from the inability to justify and explain herself in the face of those accusations. The woman had gotten it all wrong. Why wouldn't she let her explain herself before jumping to such conclusions about Akane being a pervert.
"Or maybe you are not a self-centered shallow girl who teases and plays with the boys in her life to have her insecurities pandered to. Maybe those photos were a form of advertisement. Maybe you participated in those fights because you secretly hoped that they would overwhelm you. Maybe you encouraged the fights between your suitors, because you hoped that one of them would claim the spoils of victory afterwards. Has it been an accident that you were all too often the prize in the fights of your fiancé?
Akane was openly crying tears of frustration. The woman could take some totally harmless facts and twist them into the most perverse scenarios. Akane was not like that at all.
Sister Holle had gotten up and was now standing next to Akane.
"There, there," she consoled the sobbing girl, "no need to cry there is hope for you yet. Sister Holle will help you mend your ways. With my help you will become a selfless and virtuous young lady."
Akane just wished that she could get her hands free so she could strangle the stupid penguin.
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