Chapter 7

Miss of the Nails

Now that Momo is in infirmary having her skin renewed, it’s time to rob her stash! Girls have periods, and they need tampons. So some of Momo’s tampons were stolen. Why would a girl steal tampons you think? Why not just buy them? Because Momo’s tampons had vibrators integrated in them. As all tampons have little ropes to be pulled out, ropes of these tampons have a special function, and that is to turn the vibration on or off. All it takes is a gentle pull and it activates. Of course, only Momo had the gut to buy these in the store. That’s why her dear friends steal a few every once in a while. Except Aoi, but they don’t know that.

That day the performance was scheduled to be at noon. They still had time to waste so they chilled. Aoi watched anime with Riko and Izumi, Ayumi caressed Saki’s hair like she’s a pet, and Nori simply rested next to them. It was a nice sight, that unusual amount of caressing while Saki is enjoying and not complaining. Nobody knew why Saki was so cuddly-pet-like, despite having huge sense of dignity.
“Go on, Nori, try that.” Suggested Ayumi as she took her hand off Saki’s head.
“Nah. It’s not necessary.”
“Come on. You never did it so far.”
Saki got up as Ayumi was no longer caressing her. She walked up to the computer and watched for a while. Riko couldn’t do anything holding Izumi, and Izumi couldn’t do anything because she had no limbs. Aoi noticed Saki after several seconds and then scratched her hair and neck a bit. It was nice for Saki, but lasted short. Afterwards it was obvious they were too occupied with watching an anime, so she sat back on the couch, between Ayumi and Nori.
“Come on, Nori. She’ll leave again if you don’t do anything.”
Nori then tried fondling and gently scratching Saki’s hair. As she did that, Saki seemed to calmly enjoy it more and more with a light smile.
“You see? It’s cute, right?”
“Yeah.” Nori said slightly surprised. “It feels strangely good doing that.”

Saki then leaned her head on Nori’s shoulder. Bored Ayumi went to watch anime with other 3. As she had been under freestyle education of people’s reactions by Nori, including sexual ones, she couldn’t help but notice that Aoi seemed to be somewhat pleasurably tense. Ayumi assumed she took the vibro-tampon too, although they never really saw her entering Momo’s room. But it became obvious as she suspiciously scratched her crotch and her face of sexual tension stopped.

When they finished the 2 episodes of anime, it was 10 minutes until gathering for performance. They noticed, not only had Nori not stopped caressing Saki, but Saki was lying on Nori’s lap as Nori scratched her hair, neck and back. Nori seemed to become pretty much into it. She also seemed to be a good caressor. Neither cuddler nor Saki would ever hold on so long.
“Wow… Nori…” Commented Aoi. “This is the cutest… Or the most romantic thing you ever did.”
“I don’t know. It’s just nice. I never felt this good caressing a girl.”

When they all gathered at the field, they noticed large vertical surface holders around the field. Something interesting could be happening soon. But then they all assembled to the stage for Hide and Shoot. Yamada-san announced to everyone:
“Today you will be having the most extreme shape of Hide and Shoot. You will use these powerful nail guns and large nails. If you receive a hit, you will be completely stuck to the board behind you.”
Now that sounded scary. Most of the girls hoped they wouldn’t be behind the Syrofoam.
“I see some of you practiced endurance to pain lately. That will be your best friend here, in addition to not being able to move, helping you stay quiet. Just don’t scream, tricking your attacker into not knowing you’re there and hit. The attacker has 10 nails to spend. Result is number of hits times number of large body parts hit. The victim gets points by maximum number of points minus points won by the attacker, divided by 2. If the victim dies, the attacker gets 0 points! So watch out the victim gets to live!
Now, if in this situation I asked who would be the attacker, at least 75% would volunteer. So I’ll pick attacker-victim pairs randomly.”

So tension intensifies. Do they get to survive? They most likely do, but they all have 50% of chance to be those who hide. First 2 were friends from a different class, both blondes. The victim hesitated a little before entering between board and Styrofoam, just as expected. The attacker did her best and took herself some time. But she didn’t hit her victim a single time. It was either disappointment or relief to others, and now it’s trouble for the attacker because she got 0 points. The second pair was no fun either.

But then came turn to one of the most powerful attackers in this competition – Shin Sakura – from the fishing club and our girls’ class. She was not only a good attacker, but also extremely sadistic person. She was a short strong blonde, constantly smiling in a little bit of twisted way. On the other side was Sairenji Yuka, a chin-length-hair brunette from other class. Sakura applied an interesting tactic, which she seemed to take very optimistically. She was walking by the Styrofoam smiling, scratching it with the nailgun, randomly shooting. Trick was in giving more pressure at times, of which let’s say half were followed by a shot.

Soon most of the people noticed that the board is actually transparent from the other side, so they could watch the victim’s maneuvers. It was, however, too wide for the attacker to determine the position by looking where other people look. Yuka – she was terrified! As the pressure would change near her, sound would get louder and she would twitch her head. By her shivering body and stillness one could only conclude she decided not move at all because shots were random anyway. But Sakura knew she would think like that, so she seemed to make shots evenly distributed. Yuka could see the lights from the holes, made by loud thumping noise of nail to the board. She figured the next shot should cover her location, and started moving. But Sakura predicted that too, so she rushed there pressuring the gun to Styrofoam even more. Yuka suddenly moved to left in panic, and Sakura heard and intercepted her.

The nail fixed Yuka to the board by the left side of her stomach, near the middle. Shin Sakura – just as, in past 3 years, no fish escaped her hook or spear, so didn’t Yuka evade her nail. No one can beat the reflex of an exceptional fisherperson. As soon as Yuka produced sound of movement, Sakura heard it and knew where to shoot to intercept her. Yuka squeezed her hands and teeth in pain. Sakura simply took a shooting stance at the area she caught Yuka. She knew – stomach is near the diaphragm that basically pressures and de-pressures the guts as a person breathes. Soon it would hurt Yuka more and long enough to produce a sound. And when that should happen, Sakura would determine position of her head. When it finally happened, she shot one to the head, risking to kill the poor girl. But those who were looking through behind the board saw that it went straight through her cheek and bones under her ears. Was it planned? Yuka was very much alive and produced painful moans. She also started moving her arms and legs because she was completely at her limit. So Sakura, in several seconds, took care of the rest of her limbs.

Finally, from all the 10 nails Sakura had, 4 had missed and 6 had hit Yuka: her torso, 4 limbs and head. That’s 36 point units, even though they don’t really know the value of these units. For Yuka that’s (10×6-36)÷2=12. But the most interesting part came after. A crane came from somewhere, and when technicians removed the Styrofoam, Yuka was lifted together with the board. The board was put on one of the surface holders, exposing nailed Yuka to everyone. She could barely move her fingers due to nerve damage. Her left arm was actually hit in the middle of her palm. Sakura just smiled like usually.

“She will remain here until tomorrow morning.” Announced Yamada. So the same should be for everyone, right? 18-22 hours of torment.

So the show went on. Another interesting example was a strong-looking black-haired victim from another class. She was admired by girls present, even the heterosexual ones, performed usually as an attacker. Why was she interesting? Because, when the 7th nail hit her, she just started screaming, unable to sustain herself. The soft one who was shooting her managed to miss next 2 shots despite the screams, but she succeeded in having another one at her stomach. There were 2 more cases like these, but with gentle and frightened girls who never did anything they didn’t have to, hoping for luck to be on their side.

But in the meantime there was our Nori vs Noriko. Nori was accidentally read first, so she thought she’d be the attacker – but then it turned out she was the victim. That was new for her as she never volunteers to be a victim, but she seemed pretty optimistic about that. She amazingly chose her movement tactic and evaded the nails. But 7 is the lucky number, and so was for Nori. The 7th nail hit her in the left arm, right below the wrist. Noriko the attacker was a crazy short black haired individual, so instead of digging points, she set her goal to following a path of Nori’s arm. She was the only high-skilled attacker assumed to be in the bottom half by points. The path turned out to be bad, and only 3 nails hit Nori’s arm, meaning one of them missed. Nori didn’t make a sound however. When the crane moved her, her arm was dislocated from weight and movement. She sure looked like she was in pain, but her face also showed a dose of acceptance.

In the end, 20% of girls were stuck to boards, left to spend the rest of the day and then night with nails in them. Nails were placed randomly across their bodies, mostly in the torso. Until the end one of them died so the attacker’s points were nullified. They were all obviously in unstoppable pain. The most horrible or the most arousing sight of pain was Yuka’s, as she was shedding tears completely immobile, trying as much as she could not to make a sound as every breath and vibration would hurt her back head bones. The strong black haired one was quite a sight too, as girls are usually attracted to strong women, and now they had an excuse to make her company and distract her from pain. One of the nailed girls was one of the culprits who stole from Junko – Miyamoto Cheiko. She took 3 nails right in the stomach. She must have had horrible stomachache. And 1 in each of her legs and 1 in her right arm. Her left arm just dangled as she tried not to move. She beggingly looked at the public with lips bloody from blood she puked.

Then Yamada announced the beauty contest! The girls who were free were supposed to vote which one of the nailees looked the best. Aoi was at the toilette at the time, and rest of our girls decided to vote for their Nori. But before that they came to her holder. It wasn’t so tall so they could talk to Nori.
“So… Nori. Hi.” Said Ayumi.
“Holding on?” Asked Rika with Izumi in her arms.
“Yea… As you can see…”
“Yeah… we’re sorry to see you like this, Nori.”
“Shit happens, guys. It hurts like hell but Ima make it. What are you gonna do about the vote?”
“Umm…” Said Ayumi. “We thought we’d vote for you.”
“I knew it. Don’t.”
“Why not?”
“Heh… You don’t get it, do you? Beauty contest… With crucified people… Doesn’t it sound like bad news?”

The girls then thought: ‘Fuck, how didn’t we figure that out before?!’ That’s the only thing that makes sense. Perhaps the winner would be sold or something. When they moved away, they talked about it.
“Let’s vote for goddamn Cheiko!” Suggested Rika. The all agreed as they wanted something bad to happen to that girl.
“Perhaps…” Izumi suggested. “For just in case… One of us should vote for Nori too. We don’t know what will happen.”
Everybody seemed to take the idea into consideration, except for Ayumi.
“Nori is popular. Girls like her. There’s no need for voting for Nori.”
“Girls are usually into pretty or boyish girls.” Objected Izumi. “Nori might be little masculine, but she’s… Plane.”
“No, Izumi, girls aren’t that much into looks. Although… You might be right… The black-hair, whatever her name, she could take away her votes.”
“Nori?” Somebody interrupted them. “From Nori?”
“Yea… Nori…” Replied Ayumi.
“I’ll vote for Nori. I know someone else too. She’s hot. What about you? Wil you vote for Nori?”
“Umm… No.”
“Why? What kind of friends are you then? Just… What in the hell are you scheming…? Err… Forget it, forget everything I said. I hate confusing people.”

So, obviously, there was no need to vote for Nori. After all, some girls were even more physically and behaviorally unattractive then Nori.

When Aoi came back and heard what had happened, she scolded all of her friends for being that stupid and almost voting for Nori. All of our girls voted for Cheiko. But later, talking to other girls, they found out almost everyone figured the trick out – that winning in this Miss of the Nails is probably a bad thing. They voted for those they liked least, or those they’d like to see suffer some more.

Until the end of the day remaining girls were practicing various things. They also talked to their friends on the boards, those who were able to converse normally despite pain. Some just enjoyed the sight of suffering and crying people nailed to boards. Favorite ones were those 2 weaklings who cried and begged to be released, and the strong black-hair whose last name turned out to be Kami. One of the girls had her skirt lifted and held by the nail, so girls threw small rocks at her crotch. They even bet with points about if they could move her panties a bit, uncovering a small piece of her pussy lip. But nobody managed to do it – the meaty cameltoe looked sweet, but it prevented underpants from moving.

When, after dinner, they all went to their rooms, our girls asked Aoi why she had been, for whole 15 minutes, looking under one girl’s skirt that wasn’t even lifted, and why there was a mirror on the ground that Aoi demanded not to be touched. Aoi said it was because her panties were already moved to the side, and she couldn’t have got her legs together because they were nailed to the board. So Aoi adjusted the mirror she dropped to the ground in the way that it would reflect sunlight under the poor girl’s skirt, removing the darkness and revealing the left uncovered pussy lip.
“It was so amazing seeing her being so embarrassed…” Aoi added.

The next day the beauty winner was determined – Miyamoto Cheiko, winner by 1 vote of difference from 2nd place! It might seem like divine justice – one of the culprits finally and coincidentally punished! But it was kind-of obvious as Cheiko could be described in 4 words – bitch that nobody likes. She had 2 friends from which one was kind-of-a-bossy, but most of the people hated her because she was generally a bad and untrustworthy person. And as everyone figured out the trick about the vote, they voted for her.

The field was a sight of despair. The nailed girls were thirsty and in prolonged and evolved state of pain. The crane then took girls one by one from the holders and the technicians carried the boards to the infirmary. Cheiko was assumed to go last – except that they didn’t take her off. When she figured that out, she complained she had been forgotten and begged to be removed. But nobody who mattered cared. So it was the destiny of the beauty contest winner – to thirst or bleed to death with nails in her, getting infections from bacteria on nails. For some it was a despairful sight, for some enjoyable, or for girls like Nori informative. Our girls were proud. Cheiko won by 1 vote! If they didn’t vote for her, somebody else would win.

That day had another Hide and Shoot performance. But this time nails would simply go through the Styrofoam and into the target’s flesh. The target wouldn’t be nailed to the board, and would go to the infirmary after all shots would be fired.

The next morning early birds found Cheiko dead. She looked as if she had died of dehydration, but infirmary figured out she had suffered brain stroke due to blood clot caused by the wounds. Despite having about 1 more day of torment, she had suffered and thirsted long enough for our girls to taste the vengeance and for sadist girls to jerk off.