Obscenity

 

Chapter 5: Special Privileges

Bankotsu had no choice but to shoot the hinges off the door. He wasn't going to stay in there with her. Miyoko stood there in a daze. Words were choked by anger, rage and regret.

Would you say things were better or worse? Miyoko was sitting in her new room, wearing her new outfit. She had new freedoms and privacy. Did that matter now? Her door actually had a knob! To her it was a slap in the face. Bankotsu no longer saw her as threatening. He probably never did. That video really had her stuck. If her father and uncle saw that, she wouldn’t have a home to go to. It was a major betrayal to sleep with him. She couldn’t even explain why she did it. She hated Bankotsu.

Deciding to make the best of it, she opened her door. She stuck her head out to see if anyone was in the hallway. There was no one. It was dead silent; she didn't hear the usual faded sounds of metal and laugher. She walked out of her room. She crept around the corner, careful not to make any noise. It was vacant as well. Looking around she guessed this was an abandoned apartment complex or hotel. ‘Windows!’ Miyoko's hopes of leaving this place soared. She opened the first door-the window was boarded up. The second door's window had been bricked. Each room she checked, there was no escaping. She reached an elevator. ‘There's more than one floor?’ Before she pressed the button, she noticed a keypad. If she didn't enter the right numeric code, something would probably happen. She decided she'd rather find the stairs. They didn't talk long to find. The stairs looked like they were built for someone the size of a mountain. She slid down the rail. In what seemed like forever she finally reached the last flight. Her body rocked with exhaustion and anticipation.

She opened the door. She winced in the difference in stench. The smell was nauseating. Miyoko concentrated on finding an exit. It was if nobody was in the house except for her. If Miyoko was to escape, this would be the time. Video or not! Like the upper floors, all the windows were sealed. Miyoko desperately searched for a door. She entered twin doors and growled in frustration. She was in a kitchen. The window was so small, only a baby could fit through it. She climbed on top of the sink and looked outside. All she saw was rows of pavement. They'd taken her to the middle of nowhere. She jumped down.

Miyoko came to one dead end to another before she finally found a central entrance; but, before she could try it- "Going somewhere, Princess." Miyoko cursed out loud. Bankotsu smirked and held her chin. "Trying to leave?" Miyoko huffed, but didn't answer him. "Yeah, I thought not." Miyoko pulled away.

"She's free now?"

"She won't do anything anymore." Bankotsu said reassuringly. "She has to listen to what I say, watch. Princess"

"What the hell do you want?" said Miyoko in frustration

"It's nice to be greeted by a woman for a change." He said smirking. Mukotsu agreed. "So for now on, I want you to greet us when we come in."

"You got to be kidding."

"Welcome back Shichinintai" Mocked Bankotsu is a female voice. "Say it."

"No!"

"And say it on your knees." Added Mukotsu. The rest laughed.

"Gesh!"

"Call me your stepmom" added Jakotsu

"Say hi to me personally." Kyokotsu took a pregnant pause. "I'm Master Kyokotsu." It was no longer funny.

"I won't do shit."

"Yes you will, or I'll show everyone another time you were on your knees."

"Bastard." Miyoko breathed in and smiled. "Welcome home Renkotsu. Did you have a pleasant trip?" she said sweetly.

Renkotsu blinked when she realized whose name she called. "Uh, yeah. It was decent."

"I'm happy." She winked at him and walked out of the room.

Bankotsu wasn't happy to say the least. He followed after her. "What was that?"

Miyoko feigned stupidity. "I greeted a Shichinintai. Aren't you pleased?"

"That's not what I meant." He forced her to look at him. "Are you messing with Renkotsu?" Miyoko grinned, but didn't say anything. "Are you?" She looked at him seriously. How loose did she think she was?! Of all the Shichinintai he definitely liked Renkotsu best. Bankotsu felt immediately relieved.

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She must have done something right. Bankotsu gave her the numeric code for the elevator. Miyoko was left alone again, but now the front door had a defense system. Without the code, she'd be shot. Miyoko was downstairs washing dishes. It was clear this place was full of men. Miyoko's whole day was spent cleaning the kitchen. The phrase barefoot, pregnant, in the kitchen crossed her mind. She broke a plate when she thought about the unprotected sex she had with Bankotsu. She shrugged it off and continued to clean.

Once that was done she went back upstairs. Instead of going back to her room she went to the one across from it. Bankotsu's… Miyoko noticed how huge it was. The carpet was blue and went well with the white and indigo wallpaper. He had windows; but, they were made of unbreakable glass. (She checked.) The bed was huge and the color of deep blue Ceylon. Unlike the rest of the building, this was high quality; but you couldn't tell with all the mess. Miyoko got on the floor and looked everywhere. She stripped his unmade bed and looked under his mattresses. The only thing she found were weapons, primarily large knives; but, that wasn't what she was looking for. She looked on counters and in dressers. Surprisingly, she found her camera.

Taking a small break she sat on his bed. She looked through her camera. Miyoko notice a lot of pictures were missing. She saw many pictures of her and her female friends; the raunchy photos had been protected. All Miyoko's pictures of her boyfriend, uncle and father had been erased. 'That bastard.' Miyoko put her camera down and continued to look around his room. She opened the DVD player.

Miyoko and Bankotsu: What Daddy Doesn't Know Vol. 1

Found it! Miyoko grimaced in irritation. He even named it. That didn't matter; she found what she was looking for. Miyoko was ready to go; not just out of his room, but out of his custody. Bankotsu walked in.

"You cleaned up. That was nice of you Princess." Bankotsu wiped blood off his hands and onto his shirt. Miyoko didn't want to know where it came from, nor did she care.

“I couldn't smell ass all day.”

“What are you doing in my room? Looking for my bed?”

Miyoko scrunched up her face. "I'm leaving now." She took her camera and was careful not to let Bankotsu see she had the tape.

Bankotsu watched as she sashayed out of the room. "Hey Princess," Miyoko turned around with a pleasant smile on her face. "You can keep that copy."

(A/N) JUST A COPY! How many copies does Bankotsu have?

Next Chapter- Jakotsu tells Miyoko just what he thinks of her.