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Chairs dont talk back

Summary:

Midari does her club paperwork. Aiko becomes her chair.

Thats it. that the fic.

Notes:

A more "Domestic" fic exploring the power dynamics.

Midari takes consent extremely SERIOUSLY.

While her weight is unknown (canon) Midari is 5'7" and muscular so i estimate shes at the low end around 140 lbs but more likely closer to 160-170 due to her muscle mass.

Work Text:

Midari sighed as she looked at the paperwork. A large pile sat to her left for her to sign. Carefully reading over each document, she groaned as she placed the stamp in the ink and placed it on the paper.

 

“Fuck…i could use a drink. I knew I should have had Kururudo do this.”

 

Looking at the photo on her desk she frowned. The photo was of sakura and Sachiko.

 

Sakura had a hard look in her eyes and her arms were crossed…meanwhile sachiko was smirking; her hand playfully around Sakura’s neck. Sakura seemed unbothered.

 

Midari chuckled to herself.

 

“You never could break Sakura…could you sachiko? Only i could do that….domination is an art…though im sure you know that. You can break the body a thousand times but until you break the mind…you will never get the power you crave. To hold power over someone so much stronger, faster, smarter…i have no interest in that sort of thing myself but it must eat away at you. You couldnt break Sakura or Mary…you never got your gamble with kirari…you’re pathetic.”


Below her she heard a groan of pain.

 

“Hmm?”

 

Below her, aiko was on all fours. Midari had been sitting on the girl’s back like a chair. She could tell it had taken a toll on the young girl.

 

“M..mis..”

 

Midari reached down covered the girls mouth.

 

“Chairs dont talk back. This was your punishment. If you wish to stand…say your safeword.” Midari said in a firm but hushed tone.

 

Midari removed her hand. Aiko looked at the ground, the collar around her neck.

 

“Well?” Midari said. “I am not cruel Aiko.”

 

Aiko didnt speak.

 

“Your consent matters too.” Midari said. “I’d never do anything without your consent.”

 

Midari shivered and looked at her hand. No…Never again.


Aiko smiled and focused her energy to her limbs. She straightened up and looked at the ground again.

 

“Hmm.” Midari said.

 

“You can break my body a thousand times…but i’ll never lose my mind to the likes of you. Ikishima Midari!”

 

The pair stared at each other for a moment. Midari blinked her eye slowly as Aiko stared at her master…A determined look in her eye. The same determination Miharataki once displayed.

 

Midari burst out laughing. A deep depraved sadistic laugh.

 

“Oh girlie…I like you…So much. Fine! Wanna bet?”

 

“Name your price.” Aiko said.

 

“My life, My body…My very soul. Win and its yours to do with what you please..”

 

“And if i lose?”

 

You wont . “hmm…Then you will be my slave for all time.”

 

Aiko considered her options.

 

“You’re on.” Aiko said then looked at the ground shyly. “Um Mistress?”


“Hmm? What is it?” Midari had resumed paperwork.

 

“Can I have head pats?”

 

Midari began to rub the girl’s head. 

 

“Good girl…you’re such a good girl for me.” Midari praised. “Just a little longer and then you can sleep.”

 

Aiko sighed in relief and closed her eyes.

 

Midari looked at the photo once more.

 

“Hmm? Say that again.” Midari said, having zoned out. The paperwork  was all done…even all of Naoe’s work for the next week. She wasnt sure how much time had passed.

 

“B..banana.”

 

Midari nodded and stood up quickly….practically jumping off the girl. She helped aiko stand up. The girl whimpered in pain. 

 

“I’m sorry. It's too much.” aiko looked away in shame.

 

“Shh. dont worry its ok. Good job. Knowing your limits. You can go to sleep now.” Midari placed her hand on her stomach and sealed the girl back inside.

 

Grabbing her cursed jacket, she grabbed her bookbag and turned off the office lights.

 

“Goodnight pet.”

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