Chapter 2 - Stockholm Syndrome Part 2

"Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me..." Hikaru sang quietly to herself. It was a Friday morning, no one but her was awake, and she was sitting at the dinner table, in her uniform with a small, strawberry cake Akira had bought her yesterday. The dining room was dim and rather gloomy, a direct reflection of Hikaru's current mood.

 No one had ever celebrated her birthday except for her brother. However, for reasons unknown to her, Akira told her he would be a little late for her birthday this year. It was fine by her... she was pretty used to no one acknowledging her birthday. Her parents never really cared for these things, plus she had no real friends.

 Hikaru blew the candle of the cake, subjecting the room to complete darkness. Realizing her careless mistake, Hikaru got up to open the blinds, knocking over a few things along the way. It was early spring, so the sun wasn't entirely out yet, but it was enough for her to see.

 She sat back down and proceeded to take small bites into the cake. It was slightly sweet and chewy, but the flavor didn't really matter to her. Despite being used to getting ignored all the time, Hikaru wasn't immune to loneliness. It plagued her every single day, especially when she sees her love with people she doesn't know, or when she has to eat in a bathroom stall during lunch to avoid getting made fun of for being alone. She hated using the male restrooms, it stank, boys were filthy, and some had tried to beat her up (that is, before her big bro heard about this and threatened the full force of the mafia). But it was at least better than the girls' bathroom where she had almost been raped once.

Hikaru took a final bite of the cake before getting sick of it and reaching for her schoolbag. She had to hurry or else she miss the train to school....

"And how would you write the inverse, Yasuda-san?"

Hikaru snapped out of her thoughts and realized that all eyes were on her. Unfortunately, today Rachel didn't come to school so Hikaru was left worrying all day about her, hoping nothing seriously bad happened. She wiped off the drool from her chin and straightened in her seat.

"Huh?"

"The inverse," the teacher repeated, his tone impatient.

"Ah-um..." Math was her worst subject. Hikaru made up math exams constantly, it was just a subject she had never been good at and never will be. "Um..."

The teacher sighed. "Anyone else?"

"The y inverse is x squared equals y minus 1, then you find the square root on both sides to solve for x," Michiko Akaza answered flawlessly. Hikaru's eyes widened, amazed by her intelligence.

"That is correct," he said, writing down on the chalkboard what she just said. The rest of the class quickly removed their attention away from Hikaru.

"1-B's Hikaru Yasuda to the front office please, repeat, 1-B's Hikaru Yasuda to the main office please."

Hikaru almost jumped in her seat. She had never been called to the office before, so why now?

"Go ahead," the teacher dismissed, not turning around to face her. Hikaru confusedly packed up her stuff and walked out the classroom. A student stuck out their foot midway and Hikaru tripped, landing face-first on the floor. The class snickered, and while Hikaru, flustered, went to fix her now broken glasses, she caught a glimpse of Michiko looking almost... sorry for her.

At the door to the front office, her older brother Akira was leaning against the wall with his hands in his pockets. He was in his typical suit.

"Waddup, Hikaru-chan," he greeted, rubbing the top of her head.

"Nii-chan!" Hikaru fumed. "What's all this for?"

"Yer birthday present."

"M-my birthday?"

"That's right!" He flashed her a grin. "Come out with me to the car." Akira headed out the school's entrance and Hikaru followed reluctantly.

"I thought you would be late today..."

"'Cause I was getting yer present!"

"What is it, anyway?"

"You'll see." They both got inside the car and he started the engine. Wasting no time, he drove out into the street. "You're gonna love the present I got ya this year, promise."

"Another prostitute, nii-chan?" Not that she would mind or anything.

"Somethin' like that."

Hikaru fidgeted with her pants, anxious as to what he may have gotten her. If it was important enough to skip school over, then Akira must've outdone himself this year.

"What happened to yer glasses?"

"I fell."

"'l'll get ya new ones." Her brother deviated from the usual path that led them to Hikaru's house.

"E-eh? Where are we going?"

"Don't mind the unexpected turn. Your present's in a place far away from yer neighborhood. Far away from the city in general, actually."

"Nii-chan, w-where are you taking me?"

"Just be patient."

Hikaru sighed nervously. Exactly what was his present that he has to drive her so far away? Her thoughts drifted and she once again wondered about Rachel and her well-being. She hoped she was okay.

The frequency of buildings decreased steadily as the car drove farther away from civilization. They were passing through an overgrown, grassy area with old, abandoned, traditional houses that haven't been inhabited since World War II. They finally stopped near a rundown building that looked like it was once a tea ceremony house. Without turning the car off, Akira stepped out, so Hikaru did likewise.

Silently, she followed her older brother to the entrance of the building. They removed their shoes before sliding open the front door.Inside was a dusty, but clean room with several old pots and a low, wooden table. On the wall was a hanging scroll with hand-written calligraphy that read "ミラクルん"... wait what?

"Over here," Akira walked over to another door and slid it open for her. She went up and looked inside.Her stomach flipped and her heart picked up several paces. "R-R-R-Rachel?!" This was definitely the last thing she had expected to see in here. In what seemed to be the bedroom, spread across a white sheet was a tied up Rachel, completely naked and a cloth secured around her mouth. She noticed the two and tried to break out of her restraints, but to no avail.

"Happy birthday, Hikaru-chan!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

"R-Rachel..."

"Mmmmnffhhh!"

Akira placed a hand on Hikaru's shoulder encouragingly. "I'm gonna go ahead and leave you two alone. When yer done with her, call me up and I'll drive ya home. Don't worry 'bout her, she'll be here as long as you want her to be. Ain’t no one gonna come lookin’ for her since the mafia’s got a gun to her family’s head."

“W-what if she escapes?”

“There’s no escaping here. This area is tough to navigate through and there’s no clear road to get back to the city.”

"Ni-Nii-chan, this is..."

"Thank me later, little sis. Just enjoy yourself, got it?"

"O-okay..."

He flashed her a wink and headed out the house, leaving just her and a panicking Rachel.

Hikaru, almost in a trance, closed the door behind her and went over to the girl. She knelt down by her and touched her hand to her smooth cheek. Akira must have prettied her up or something, because she looked exceptionally beautiful today. Her entire body was so pale and white, not a single hair to be found but her head, which was in a well-done braid. She had a little bit of makeup, but wasn’t caked up like some women were. She was Hikaru’s ideal girl. “Rachel…” Hikaru breathed, blushing heavily.

“Mmmhpphh…” her eyes pleaded with Hikaru to free her. They were filled with fear and anxiety, but Hikaru found it too cute for words.

“Rachel…” Hikaru loosened the cloth around her mouth, and almost immediately Rachel screamed at the top of her lungs, startling her.

“Help!! Help! Somebody help me!!” It hurt Hikaru’s ears so she forced the cloth back around her head tightly. She continued to try and yell, but they died down when she realized no one would be able to hear her this way.

Hikaru’s erection was bulging out of her pants uncomfortable. She quickly undid her belt and got rid of them, impatient to start digging into her birthday present. Forget foreplay, she needed to mate with this girl. She roughly spread her squirming legs apart with a strength she didn’t know she had. Hikaru then lowered herself onto Rachel and teased the tip of her penis at the entrance to her vagina.

“Rachel…”

Not at all gentle, Hikaru shoved herself inside and broke through Rachel’s innocence. Immediately she began to break out to tears, Hikaru thrusting to her muffled screams. She weakly struggled against her restraints but knew there was no way she was getting out of this. Hikaru kept moving her hips back and forth at an erratic rhythm, still quite inexperienced to this sort of thing.

“I love you, Rachel,” Hikaru confessed, placing her hands on either side of her head. With every movement her sizable breasts would bounce, and her face would wince in pain. Hikaru went down and began kissing up her neck, wanting to savor this very moment. Her cock throbbed inside of her, and though Rachel was getting raped, her pussy would clamp hard around the offending object and even lubricated itself so Hikaru had an easier time violating her.

It was kind of adorable the way Hikaru was raping her, though. Wait, what? What was she thinking? Rachel would never praise her rapist like that… But, as Hikaru continued to penetrate her an endless number of times, Rachel felt her cheeks start to warm up, and it somehow turned her on to think that this girl she barely even knew in homeroom was sliding inside her most intimate parts.

Even through the cloth, Hikaru heard the unmistakable sound of a girl moaning with arousal, and she looked down and realized that Rachel was actually blushing. Though she was still crying, the eyes that initially grimaced were reluctantly looking back at her with desire.She had not expected her to actually enjoy getting raped, and it filled Hikaru with an odd feeling of pride to know that she was able to have this effect on her. The girl beneath her locked her legs securely around Hikaru's hips, keeping her cock buried deep inside.

Hikaru's thrusts became more rushed and frantic, and despite having been a virgin, Rachel could tell that she was close. She so badly wanted to get out of these restraints so she could wrap her arms around her.

"R-Rachel!! I'm gonna..." Her rapist pushed her prick in as far as she could go and abruptly stopped her movements, powerfully releasing strings of her seed into Rachel's fertile womb.

Rachel moans were muffled into the cloth. It was as if Hikaru had not only filled her uterus, but her heart as well. She shamefully came soon afterwards, her walls milking every last drop from Hikaru, aiding her rapist's sperm to her egg.Hikaru collapsed, exhausted. While her dick softened, Rachel could feel her sticky cum oozing out of her.

The usual timid Hikaru returned and she sat up quickly. She adjusted her glasses and looked guilty. "R-Rachel, I'm sorry, y-you probably hate me now, but... I love you so much and I c-c-couldn't help it. You were so beautiful and I knew I would've never had a chance with you... I love you so much Rachel, s-so I'm gonna have to keep you here so I can make sure you get pregnant. P-please take care of our child p-properly."

Something inside Rachel broke, whether it was her dignity or her mind in general, she didn't know. A single tear fell down her cheek.

"I l-love you R-Rachel," Hikaru said again, leaning down to kiss her tear away. "I'll make sure to f-feed and clean you. In exchange, you'll let me do as I want to your body, okay?"

She didn't want to listen. All Rachel wanted to do right now is get out of this nightmare. Hikaru's words were making her unbelievably hot. But why, dammit? She disgusted Rachel but at the same time, she so badly wanted to have this girl's child.

"I'm going to put a baby inside of you, R-Rachel. I'm going to come h-here everyday to make sure that happens."

She should be revolted by this. She really should. And yet, she could feel herself getting wet again.
 