Naoto the captive.

"I assume you heard of the...unusual case in Inaba?" Naoto asked, tracing my chest with her finger. "I've heard a few things, not much that made sense. The only reason it's considered resolved is that the killer confessed to everything," I replied. Sure, I knew the truth, but why tell her that?

Nodding, she licked her lips again. "Yes, that's true...but the killer also tricked Taro Natame into **** people, putting their lives in peril," she explained. "I was one of the ones he kidnapped. Since my recent...increase in my libido, I've had dreams of being kidnapped again...though the experience is much more pleasant." Sitting up, Naoto put on her best pouting face. Rise had taught her well, it seems. "Won't you help me live out this carnal fantasy of mine?" she begged in a teasing fashion.

Pretending to think a moment, I smiled. "Sounds fun. Tell you what. Go into the bathroom. When I knock, come out as you normally would," I instructed. Kissing my cheek in thanks, she bound out of bed, snatching up the towel and dashed to the bathroom, nearly slamming the door in the process. I had to find a few improvisational "tools" for the game. Still, I managed.

Knocking on the door got almost an immediate response. She had probably been pacing in front of the door. Stepping out, Naoto seemed confused when there was no one there. I sprang out from behind the door and covered her mouth. "Don't move!" I hissed. "You scream, it'll be the last sound you make. Nod if you understand." She nodded rapidly. I **** her to her knees and tied a blindfold onto her. ...don't ask why I had one.

Forcing her to her feet, I pulled her toward my room. She had put her towel back on. Good...that made this more believible. "You should remember to lock your door next time. Never know who might just wander in," I teased.