Breaking Herself (Persona 5)

Breaking Herself (Persona 5)

A/N: Breaking Herself was a commission originally written in October of 2019! Posting it up now for people to enjoy!

Summary: In which Sae Nijima is investigating a prostitution ring in which the girls are broken down and made into willing whores. In the process, she gets too close and receives some threats. Of course, in a world like the one she's in, everything is a matter of perception...

Themes: Mind Break, Rough Sex, Master/Slave

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As a Public Prosecutor for the Tokyo District's Special Investigation Department, Sae Nijima sometimes had to get her hands dirty. Sure, she wasn't necessarily supposed to be investigating things on her own, but the police couldn't always be counted on to find her evidence for her, and Sae was nothing if not a go-getter. She was a hungry young woman, eager to make her mark on the world, eager to make a name for herself and rise through the ranks of power.

She had to be, with the loss of her mother and father. She had to be strong, because heaven knew that her younger sister wasn't in any position to help out yet. That annoyed Sae, certainly... but she still loved her little sister. She just had a hard time expressing it sometimes. But perhaps... perhaps that was why she was pushing herself so hard on this latest investigation.

There was a prostitution ring cropping up in Tokyo, one that disgusted Sae to no end. Not only were the girls within it coerced into working in the sex trade, they were eventually fully and utterly broken sexually, and even became willing to stay from what she'd been able to discover. It was horrifying and disgusting, though of course Sae found herself judging the women just as much as she was judging the mysterious organization behind the sex trade.

How dare they be so weak? How dare they fall to such a silly, primal thing as sex. Sae herself had a libido, of course. She had urges once in a while. But she didn't have time to do more than masturbate every week or so. She relieved her sexual desires during that weekly self-gratification session, and then she got back to work. She was far too busy to worry about finding a man or finding a romantic relationship. At the end of the day, Sae Nijima was married to her job.

Still, she'd found herself doggedly investigating this prostitution ring. She'd known that the only way for her to properly bring this ring down was to figure out how they were doing it. After all, even if the girls were unwilling in the beginning, they were willing by the end. That meant that any of the whores she had the police pick up and bring in for interrogation were always happy to talk about how much they loved being horny little sluts... and of course, constantly propositioned the officers who had arrested them.

Sae knew for a fact that some of the police officers who were investigating the prostitution ring had already taken the whores up on their offers. Fuck, she knew it firsthand, given she'd walked into not one but TWO interrogation rooms at this point only to find a policeman getting an incredibly sloppy, incredibly enthusiastic blowjob from a whore.

It wasn't like it was something Sae found attractive or anything, but the sight had certainly... pinged her suppressed libido. However, any arousal had been swiftly transformed into anger and rage. Sae had made sure both men were suspended without pay, but from their whining protests alone, she knew that they weren't the only ones. 'But everyone does it, Prosecutor!' was pretty damn incriminating, after all. Of course, when she'd demanded names, they'd both clammed up.

It probably meant that the policemen she was sending out to pick up the whores were having their way with them on the way back to the station, rather than in the actual fucking interrogation room like the two dumbasses she'd caught in the act. Smart, but that didn't make Sae any happier. Especially when she knew deep down inside that the young women she was having arrested for questioning were not entirely willing.

Oh sure, they ended up willing by the end, but Sae had dug deep on her own time when the police had proven to be completely useless in this investigation. She'd pushed hard... and she'd found paths on the internet that weren't meant for someone like her. Luckily, she'd used her personal computer, so her professional computer wasn't tied to the searches she'd had to make on the Dark Web.

Regardless, she'd discovered an entire series of videos outlining the taking, breaking, and training of one of the very women she'd had in her interrogation room just a week before. The young woman hadn't started out as a whore... no, she'd been a schoolteacher before these people, whoever they were, had gotten their hands on her. She'd been taken from her small apartment one night, a leave of absence had been approved for her the next day, and over the course of a week's worth of video, she'd been broken down via sexual torture and drugs, turned into a cock-hungry cum dump of a whore, barely recognizable from the young woman who had had such a passion for learning, such a passion for shaping the young minds of their next generation.

It was awful, to be sure. And it spoke of this going higher up than Sae could have imagined. The power that these people, whoever they were, had... it was just a little frightening. But Sae Nijima hadn't gotten to where she was by being easily frightened, not by a long shot. She hadn't worked as hard as she did just to be scared away at the first sign of trouble. And maybe, just maybe... having a younger sister was provoking her. Some of the girls in this prostitution ring were her sister's age. Even if she was bad at showing it, Sae did love her only family... and the thought of her sister being tortured and broken and turned into a prostitute made her blood boil something fierce.

So of course, she was spending another long night at the Public Prosecutors Office, looking over what she'd found so far, doing some 'above board' work now that she had what she needed from the Dark Web. She'd probably still need to do a few more searches after hours on her own time, but for now she could stay at work a little longer and just bill the Special Investigation Department for her overtime.

Of course, she still needed coffee to get her through the night. Having just finished brewing a pot, Sae goes ahead and pours herself a cup. A tall woman with long ashen hair, the beautiful Public Prosecutor is dressed in a black business suit with a turtleneck under the jacket. Her black heels complete the professional ensemble, making it clear that she is not someone to be trifled with.

Making her coffee just the way she likes it, Sae brings the piping hot cup to her lips and takes a long drink, her nostrils flaring in appreciation as her body perks up at the sudden burst of caffeine. That was just what she needed to get herself through the rest of tonight. She doesn't smile in satisfaction or anything like that, Sae doesn't smile very often to begin with... but there is a bit more pep in her step as she makes her way back to her desk.

She doesn't quite rate her own office yet, unfortunately. She's working on it, and fully intends to earn one soon enough, but for now she's stuck in the cubicles with everyone else, despite knowing she's better than all of them. Of course, right now it's just her cubicle that's lit up, the rest of the office is dark, given Sae is the last one in the building. Just another sign that she takes her job more seriously than any of her peers could ever hope to...

Still, knowing she's the only one in the building, Sae is a bit surprised and slightly nonplussed to find a note waiting on her keyboard that she knows wasn't there when she left to make coffee a few minutes ago. It has her name written on the outside of it as well. Frowning slightly, Sae places her cup of coffee down and picks up the note, cocking her head to the side as she unfolds the piece of paper.

Sticking your nose where it doesn't belong, Public Prosecutor? For shame. We'll be coming for you next~

The note is unsigned of course, but it doesn't need to be signed for Sae to know who it's from. Her eyes widen and her nostrils flare in surprise as she finds herself suddenly looking around in a somewhat frantic panic. Her mind immediately goes to the videos that she'd been forced to watch in the course of her investigation, the sickening ways that the shadowy figures sexually tortured and broke down the girls they took, turning them into willing, horny whores one and all.

Realizing that she's very nearly hyperventilating, her breathing coming out in pants as her entire chest moves up and down with each inhale and exhale, Sae forcibly and brutally brings herself under control. She focuses on her anger, on her rage, on her fury. How dare they. How dare they come in here and try to intimidate her. How DARE they!

Even still, even pushing all of her fear and trepidation down, Sae doesn't stick around. Gathering up her things, the Public Prosecutor shuts off her computer and turns off her desk light, before hurrying out of the office. Her back is ramrod straight, but her head is on a swivel even as she makes her way to her car and begins to drive home.

Along the way, she manages to fully finish calming down, at least somewhat. This was a step too far. So, they knew who she was... so what? So, they were coming for her... again, so what? Sae would not be intimidated. She would not be stopped. She wasn't afraid of some rapists who were too cowardly to even step out of the shadows. She was going to hunt them down, and she was going to see them all locked away for the rest of their miserable lies. Maybe after that, the women that they'd so brutally broken could be rehabilitated.T/his chapter is updated by nov(ê(l)biin.co/m

Arriving at the home she shares with her younger sister, Sae can't help but feel a lot more confident in herself and what she's doing after that internal pep talk. Only for all of her confidence to vanish the moment she steps up to her front door only to realize it's slightly ajar and has been broken open. Eyes widening in a rare display for the outwardly cold and business-like Public Prosecutor, Sae finds herself racing into her house.

She doesn't call out to her, but she does make a beeline right for her sister's bedroom, opening the door and looking inside. To her great relief, not that she would ever outwardly show it, Makoto is there, asleep in her bed. They haven't taken her; they haven't taken her sister. Nostrils flaring in righteous anger yet again, Sae backs out of the bedroom, closing the door behind her carefully.

Then, she moves back over to the door, closing it as best she can and then moving a nearby table in front of it. Writing a quick note about the door being broken and for Makoto to use the back one if she had to leave, Sae heads to her own room, more than ready for bed. In the morning, she'll wake up bright and early to get a head start on tracking these fuckers down.

However, as she's undressing for bed, Sae finally notices it. The one final thing that those who had broken and entered into her home had left behind. There's a used condom filled to the BRIM with cum sitting on her nightstand, right beside her bed. Sae freezes up at the sight of it at first, her mind immediately going back to videos she'd seen once again, specifically to a part where the woman in the video was forced to drink down cum from used condoms early on, lest her rapists not use condoms at all and risk impregnating her instead.

It was the first willing thing that the schoolteacher had done, she'd drank their seed to keep it from being deposited inside of her womb, possibly because she'd still hoped to be saved and hadn't wanted to be defiled and bred by her captors any further. Of course, by the end of the video series Sae had watched, the young woman no longer cared and was happy to be creampied by her rapists, happy to be whatever they wanted her to be.

It's in that moment, staring at the used condom in what's supposed to be the sanctity of her own bedroom, where she SLEEPS, that Sae Nijima's righteous anger fades away, replaced entirely by bone deep fear. Of course, they didn't take Makoto. Hadn't they already made it clear? They weren't coming for her little sister... they were coming for her.

A shudder runs down Sae's spine as she disposes of the condom and tries to climb into bed and go to sleep at the same. Sleep doesn't come easily to her though, but eventually it DOES come... little does she know however, all of this has shifted things within her, has changed things. Her perception has been altered... and with that, so has her palace and her shadow.

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Where Sae Nijima was professional to the extreme, Shadow Sae was a playful sort of creature. With yellow eyes, extremely thick black eyeliner and matching lipstick, she was almost the complete opposite of her real-world counterpart in every way... or more accurately, she was a reflection of Sae's internal self, the version of her that she hid from the rest of the world.

As such, Shadow Sae was allowed to let loose in a way the real Sae was not. She wore a black choker with spikes, a hat that resembled an American flapper from the early twentieth century, and a revealing fishnet black dress that exposed much of the center of her torso as well as right leg through a slit in it's side. She wears fishnet stockings and purple high heels, as well as armlength black gloves. She even has tattoos on her shoulders and back.

It was safe to say that Shadow Sae was a free spirit solely because the real Sae Nijima felt shackled to her job, deep down inside, and pushed all of her wants and desires onto her palace. However, strong emotions of any sort, positive and negative, were enough to alter a palace and the shadow within. That night, as Sae finally fell asleep, her wants and desires were nothing in comparison to her fears.

As such, her palace had become a dungeon, and her shadow... her shadow was spitting mad as she was chained up and held down by shadowy masculine figures.

"Get your hands off of me! Do you know who I am?! You don't get to just touch me; you have to play the games properly! You're cheating! You're CHEATING!"

And then he leaves, even as Sae seethes in helpless fury, while also squirming in wanton desire and arousal. She's already so damn horny, and now she has a pair of hands on her tits, invisible hands now that she can finally look down and around her. No matter how she moves in her chair, no matter how much she squirms, the sensation of someone fondling her breasts just won't go away. Her nipples are rock-hard, but thankfully hidden beneath both her turtleneck and suit jacket.

Sae tries to get back to work, she tries to focus on what's going on, but unknowingly, she's already opened the floodgates.

"Hey... Sae? Could you look this over for me, when you get the chance?"

This time it's one of her female colleagues who steps into her cubicle with a document in hand, clearly tentative and hesitant, testing the waters... testing her. But Sae doesn't quite realize this. She doesn't understand that she's fucked up. She just wants the woman to go away in case she can't hold in the next moan.

"V-Very well..."

As her female coworker tiptoes forward and puts the document down on Sae's desk, the hands tweak her nipples and a cock is suddenly buried inside of her drooling twat. Sae squeaks, eyes wide and face one of helpless pleasure as she jumps in her chair right in front of her coworker. The other woman gives her a knowing look that Sae completely misses, before smiling sweetly and patting Sae's shoulder.

"Thanks, hun."

And then she leaves. Sae relaxes for all of a moment, as much as she can relax with an invisible cock buried in her twat and two hands still on her breasts. That moment doesn't last long though, because the woman who she'd just squeaked in front of is already spreading rumors around the office that Sae Nijima, straight-laced Sae Nijima... is wearing a vibrator.

That IS the most sensible explanation at the end of the day, at least to this female coworker's mind. Somehow, Sae has gotten into a sordid, sexual relationship with a man who's managed to tame and control their spitfire of an Ice Queen. And now he has her wearing a vibrator to work, perhaps a vibrator that he has control over.

This is what her coworker tells anyone who will listen and given that everyone in the Public Prosecutors Office either hates or fears Sae Nijima, quite a lot of people are willing to listen. In the end, the floodgates truly do open up after that, as Sae is constantly beset on all sides by requests for help with this or that. Each and every time she says yes to try to make them go away faster, even as she's holding in her moans as best she can while being fucked and toyed with by an invisible man, right there at her desk.

It doesn't make sense, none of it makes sense, but by the end of the day Sae has quietly climaxed three times and her workload has nearly quintupled in size as everyone in the office has taken advantage of the normally domineering Sae suddenly becoming a meek girl who says yes to everything.

Unfortunately for Sae, she comes to the conclusion that somehow, some-when, this is a sign that the criminals have already begun breaking her. Which in turn makes things even worse for her, in the long run. Not deigning to stay late this time around, Sae leaves at the same time everyone else does, forced to hold in her moans in the crowded elevator as well. She whimpers and mewls and whines all the way home, and then collapses face down in her bed, unable to contain herself as her hands find her tits and cunt, giving some actual oomph to the phantasmal touches and the pistoning ghost dick she's been dealing with all day long.

This time, when her eyes drift shut and she sees herself in that poor schoolteacher's position, reliving the events of the video series she'd watched but with her in the position of the woman being broken, Sae isn't quite so disgusted, though she is still horrified and terrified in equal measure. That doesn't stop herself from masturbating herself to the fantasy until eventually she passes out from exhaustion.

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When Sae falls asleep like that, face down, ass up, laying in a puddle of her own juices, she finds herself waking up again almost immediately. Except not really, because Sae finds herself appearing in her own mind, in her palace. She's dressed in her normal business attire, the ensemble that until today, until her hours-long humiliation at the Public Prosecutors' Office, had made her feel strong and powerful.

Immediately, chains wrap around her arms and shadowy figures pull them taut as she's captured in an instant.

"Come along, Sae Nijima. Time to finish your conversion."

Sae's eyes widen and she struggles as she's pulled along, but there's not much she can do. She doesn't even speak, too afraid, too broken already to say a thing in her own defense as she whimpers weakly and is dragged into a massive, terrifying looking dungeon that's really her palace, transformed by her own perceptions in a feedback loop that had slowly broken her down without anyone having to do much whatsoever.

Soon enough the Public Prosecutor is brought into a room that's already occupied... by herself. Sae Nijima comes face to face with Shadow Sae, staring at her body double, even as Shadow Sae, with all of her eyeliner and makeup run through, moans wantonly around the cock she's currently throating, bouncing up and down on the dick buried in her twat.

It's an incredibly hot sight, while also being horrifying in every way. Sae can't do anything but watch as her duplicate is defiled and used like... like a common whore. The mere thought causes her knees to buckle and her legs to wobble as she experiences a mini orgasm right there on the spot. Whimpering, Sae can't do much of anything, even as the voice speaks up again. The same voice from the video series, making it all the clearer to her that the shadow organization has her, that this is where she'll be broken and turned into a willing cum dump of a whore.

"Welcome, Ms. Nijima, to the rest of your life."

A pair of hands come out of the darkness and grab the front of her suit jacket, pulling it apart quite viciously and ripping the expensive, professional-looking garment off of her entirely. Her turtleneck is subsequently bunched up and dragged up over her tits, while her bra is torn off of her altogether, leaving Sae's breasts to bounce and jiggle free, and exposing the rest of her torso as well.

Sae cries out and struggles in her bondage, but she can't get free, even as she's forced to her knees and a cock is thrust into her open mouth. The Public Prosecutor struggles, but she never bites down. No, instead she finds her body betrays her as she immediately begins to suck on the big fat dick currently burying itself in her esophagus.

"Gagkh! Gagkh! Gagkh!"

As she's forced to deep throat a cock for the first time in her entire life, Sae Nijima feels hands on her lower body as well. They pull her ass out from under her, forcing her to arch her back and bend forward into a truly humiliating position. She's still on her knees, but now her ass is up in the air and they're able to have their way with it, ripping open her pants first, and then her pantyhose, tearing through her undergarments and exposing her shapely behind and her juicy wet cunt to the open air.

Sae whimpers around the cock in between her lips, wiggling this way and that in anticipation or trepidation, she can't truly say. Either way, some part of her longs for it while some part of her is afraid. In the end though, when the cock finally sinks into her depths, she breaks. She breaks the instant that her pussy is finally taken, even if it's still not in the real world. The big fat dick slams home into her cunt, and Sae's eyes roll back in her head as she orgasms on the spot, moaning around the cock currently turning her mouth into its fuck toy.

They spit roast her like that with her arms bound behind her back in chains, even as Shadow Sae continues to get fucked right alongside her, a lot more willing than her counterpart. But not for long. Sae Nijima breaks and becomes just as willing in short order, even drinking down the seed that's deposited in her gullet by the shadowy figure fucking her face, her pussy walls clenching and squeezing down around the cock in her cunt until she milks it of its cum as well.

She takes dick after dick throughout the night, moaning wantonly the entire while right alongside her corrupted Shadow. They'd been two sides of the same coin, one of them professional and dogged to a fault, and the other a free spirit and a hypocrite as a result. Now though, now they were joined in a whorish desire to sell their bodies for the sake of their new Masters, to be whored out to whoever for whatever, to get fucked by as much dick as possible.

Sae Nijima breaks without little more than a simple note, a break in, and a single email sent to scare her off. She breaks and she does so happily, moaning wantonly by the end of it all, finally understanding the pleasures of a woman.

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The next morning, Sae wakes up feeling phenomenal, like she's slept better than ever before. There's a wide smile across the normally serious woman's face, as she gets up and starts her day. She's peppy and excited and altogether... happy in a way she hadn't ever been before. Her younger sister doesn't understand, and leaves looking vaguely disturbed by the change that Sae has gone through, but that doesn't matter.

Once Makoto is gone for the day, off to school, Sae calls in sick, moves the table away from the broken front door, and then boots up her personal computer. Making her way onto the Dark Web, she puts up a message on a forum. It's a simple message, and vague enough that no one who doesn't know who she is will get it. But it has just enough details for those that she's been hunting to catch on to what she's saying... and to understand that she's waiting for them.

Within minutes, she gets an email telling her to hold tight. Smiling quite lewdly now, Sae Nijima leans back in her computer chair and begins to touch herself most wantonly, even as she eagerly awaits the arrival of her new masters. When they finally come for her, she's still masturbating, and all too eager to engage in a little bit of a gangbang with the strike team sent to procure her, before they cart her off to her new life as nothing more than a cum-guzzling, dick-hungry whore.

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