However, she was quite clearly naked, as she could feel hands and air upon her flesh, and was missing the weight of any garments upon her body. So, this was a rather odd situation, as she could not figure out what was going on. One moment, she was in classes, and the next, she was gagged and lashed hard to a chair.
"I see that you're awake," a man said, and flashed a light in her eyes. "That'll make it easier since we won't have to use more chemicals than we'd like."
"Umph!" she growled.
"Now, now, you really should be more attentive. I'll be better if you don't try to fight the enslavement process."
"WAMP!"
"Oh, yes. You don't know. You see, you've been won as a slave, Miss Kuno."
"HAWL?!"
"Your brother seems to have been rather hasty in his behavior. He put you up as part of a bet, and lost. That means that you'll be becoming a slave because of him. But don't worry. We'll be making certain that you'll be okay with it now."
"HU... mmmm...." she began, but lost any track of thought of her own as a strange feeling of calm came over her. At first, when she realized what was going on, she fought as strongly as she could. But that didn't last as waves of lassitude just drowned out her anger, and left her slumping more and more into her seat. It was like nothing could go wrong, and she could just let herself go. She was completely happy to let the voice tell her all those soothing words.
Kasumi looked at her sisters and frowned. "Are you sure about this?"
"Yes, I am," Nabiki replied. "We need to figure out what we'll be doing. Sure, Master owns us, but it wouldn't do him or us to be sitting around doing nothing."
"You might find a way to do nothing, but not me," Akane muttered.
"That's not quite what I meant."
"Oh?"
"Look around you. We're going to be staying wherever our Master lives, and anything's better than trying to do this on our own. But we aren't exactly, living in the lap of luxury," the middle Tendo sister commented, with a wave of her hand at the camp site.
There wasn't much to it, and it was clear to both of her sisters as they looked over it. Other than the bare essentials, there was little to be found. Sure there was the chance of getting a treat or two, but everything that their Master owned, save them, could be put in a pack and carried away.
"Okay," the youngest sister replied. "What do you want to do about it?"
Nabiki gave them a flat look. "It's quite simple. Kasumi is good with cooking and cleaning, so she can be in charge of that. I'm great with paperwork, so I can handle checkbooks, budgets, business deals, and that sort of thing. You... well, you can help his fighting, I guess."
"Gee, thanks."
"You're welcome, and that's not the point. What I'm talking about is day to day things. Sure, I can keep track of the money, and you have the Art, but Kasumi'd have to do it all, with little help. We do big things that take up only part of the time. Much as I dislike having to go this far, you and I will have to pitch in too."
"Oh, no," the eldest girl replied. "I don't mind. Really."
"I know, but just trying to do the laundry will take a while. Five people? And if I don't miss my guess, we might not always be able to go to a laundromat, or afford it. And in that case, it might take much longer to do it. Then add in cooking, cleaning the equipment, and all sorts of other things, and we'd be stuck with a lot of problems. So, we can split some of the jobs. One of us can help with laundry, especially if we can afford a laundromat, and another can clean dishes. And there are all the little tasks that we'll have to figure out who'll get them, like taking the garbage, and that sort of thing."
"Are we going to figure out the sex that way too?" Akane asked.
"You do realize that sex is not something that has to happen. I am talking about day to day survival. But if you want to consider that a duty, then by all means, perhaps we can schedule it."
"Nabiki...."
"What? Shall I schedule in for ten tonight? Or would you like Master to be informed that you'd like to do it that way?"
"No, you don't. I understand what you're saying. What do you want to do then?"
"We'll figure out who will do what when."
"And how do we pick then?"
"Janken, anyone?"
It was a job that held at least a pair of ideas that anyone thinking about could have. Some considered it as an opportunity to be able to always enjoy the chance to view the more attractive individuals who were being processed, depending on their personal tastes. Some of them, and others who didn't bother to think about the first, thought that the job was only for eunuchs.
Jiro knew that both were not exactly true, as he'd grown used to the sight of the various ways that girls could be physically attractive, and was still able to give his daughter some siblings. Yet, he was very intent on her nubile young beauty that was currently hanging in the framework of the machinery, with the various 'inputs' placed where she could not avoid them. However, he was not exactly smiling at the sight of the dark haired girl's toned body.
"How is her processing going?" he asked.
One of the eunuch technicians looked over his screen. "We've found certain things in her mind that will likely aid us in working with her."
"Have you now?"
"Yes, we have. And her mental state has reached the proper pliability for completing conversion."
"Good. Now, I assume that it's time for deciding what shape her mind will take?"
"It is."
Letting himself show a grim look of satisfaction, Jiro stepped over to the screen showing the girl on the screen. 'Soon, 'Black Rose'. You'll get what's coming to you for hurting my little girl.'
"Sir?" "Yes?"
"Is something the matter?"
"No. Not any more," Jiro told the eunuch, and smiled, while:
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