Chapter 24: Kioko’s Rose Ceremony

KIOKO

Saturday morning, I woke up knowing today was the day.

I’d been thinking about it all week, and last night I’d told both Daniel-san and Mioko: “I’m ready. I want to do the Rose Ceremony tomorrow.”

They’d both looked at me carefully, making sure I was certain.

“You don’t have to rush,” Daniel-san had said. “We can wait as long as you need.”

“I’m not rushing. I’ve been preparing for this my whole life. I just didn’t know it would be you.”

Now, sitting at the breakfast table with both of them, I felt nervous but certain.

“Are you sure?” Mioko asked gently. “Really, truly sure?”

“Hai. I want this. I want to bind myself to Daniel-san for life. I want to replace every bad memory with good ones. I want ... I want to be part of this family completely.”

Daniel-san reached across the table and took my hand. “Then we’ll do it tonight. I’ll prepare everything.”

“Can we...” I hesitated. “Can we call my old Master and Mistress? Not to have them here, but maybe on video? So they can witness?”

Daniel-san smiled. “Of course. I’ll call Tanaka this afternoon.”

DANIEL

I spent the day preparing.

The roses arrived mid-morning – a white rose for Kioko, not quite fully open, thorns intact. A red rose for me, almost fully bloomed, also with thorns.

I set up the brazier in the bedroom, arranged the candles, prepared the six-foot length of silver chain.

Tanaka had been honored when I called to invite him and Madoka to witness via video call.

“I’m so pleased,” he’d said. “Kioko deserves this. She deserves to be cherished, not just owned.”

“She will be. I promise you that.”

“I know. That’s why I gave her to you.”

Now, as evening approached, I stood in the bedroom looking at everything laid out and ready.

This ceremony would bind me to Kioko for eternity.

It would transform her collar from a symbol of ownership transfer to a symbol of eternal love.

It would make her fully mine – not just my slave, but my cherished submissive, my family.

I was ready.

MIOKO

I helped Kioko get ready, just as Mama had helped me.

She wore a simple white silk robe, nothing underneath. Her hair was loose and brushed until it shone. No makeup – Daniel-san wanted to see her natural face.

“How are you feeling?” I asked as I brushed her hair.

“Terrified. Excited. Ready. All of it.”

“That’s exactly how I felt.”

“Did it hurt? When he took your virginity?”

I paused. “You don’t have your virginity anymore, Kioko. Your father took that.”

“I know. But this will be my first time choosing it. My first time wanting it. That feels like a different kind of virginity.”

I hugged her from behind. “It did hurt at first. But Daniel-san was so gentle, so careful. And after the pain came pleasure. So much pleasure.”

“I’m scared he’ll be too big. He’s so ... and I’m so...”

“He’ll fit. Your body will adjust. And he’ll prepare you thoroughly. Trust him.”

She nodded, touching the titanium collar at her throat. “This will be purified tonight. Made new.”

“Just like you.”

KIOKO

At seven o’clock, I stood outside the bedroom door, clutching the white rose carefully.

Inside, I could hear soft music playing and see the flicker of candlelight under the door.

Mioko stood beside me, wearing a simple grey dress. She’d be witnessing, along with my old Master and Mistress via video.

“Ready?” she whispered.

“Hai.”

“Then go. He’s waiting for you.”

I opened the door and stepped inside.

The bedroom had been transformed, just like I imagined Mioko’s had been.

Candles everywhere. The brazier with its small flame. The silver chain laid out. A laptop set up in the corner showing Tanaka-san and Madoka-sama sitting together, watching.

And in the center of the room, Daniel-san stood waiting, the red rose in his hand.

He wore all black – black slacks, black shirt, looking powerful and beautiful and like everything I’d ever wanted.

I walked toward him slowly, the white rose trembling in my hands.

When I reached him, we stood facing each other.

His eyes were warm and full of something that made my heart skip.

“Kioko,” he began, his voice formal but gentle. “You come before me tonight to offer your submission, your body, your heart, and your soul. You come to bind yourself to me for eternity. Is this your will?”

“Hai, Master,” I said, my voice steady. “It is my will.”

“And do you come freely, without coercion or reservation?”

I thought about the journey that had brought me here. The abuse. The sale to Tanaka. The transfer to Daniel. The healing. The pleasure. The love.

“Hai, Master. I come freely, with joy and devotion and love.”

His eyes softened. “Then we begin.”

He gestured to my collar. “Remove it.”

With shaking hands, I reached up and unlocked the titanium Eternity collar, the one that had marked me as Tanaka’s gift, as Daniel’s property.

I held it carefully in my hands, this symbol of my ownership.

Daniel-san took it gently and approached the brazier.

“This collar has served its purpose,” he said formally. “It marked your transfer from one Master to another. But tonight, we transform it. Tonight, we purify it. Tonight, it becomes not a symbol of ownership, but a symbol of eternal bond.”