Guilty x Creatures Ch. 72

"...Uh, hey....W-what are you doing here?" she asked softly as she nervously wrapped her arms around her middle and tried her best to appear nonchalant.

Olivia merely stood motionless for a moment before narrowing her eyes and making to move towards her daughter.

"Where is Anton?" she asked as she crossed the space that separated them.

"...Uh, he's? He's not here." replied Kianna "H-he had to step out for a minute... He'll be right back though... In just a minute..."

Staying still as she watched the opposing women approach her, Kianna involuntarily lowered her ears and swallowed a lump in her throat as her taller Mother came to a stop just in front of her.

"Is that so? Well, good. I need to speak with him about his living arrangements... It looks as though he has certainly made himself quite comfortable here..." reasoned Olivia as she began to walk slowly around her daughter while letting her eyes rove over the younger dark elf's skimpy attire "Comfortable indeed... Seems he's decorated things to his liking... Including you..."

"...Uh, no. He, um, he didn't make me wear this." mumbled Kianna as she looked down at herself "I, uh, put this on myself... To surprise him..."

"Did you now..." nodded Olivia as she came back around to the front of her daughter and gazed down at her jeweled collar "Well aren't you just the most attentive little slave..."

Keeping her eyes downwards, Kianna lowered her ears even further as Olivia placed a finger beneath her chin and made the girl look up at her.

"Such a happy little plaything... So excited to serve her Master... That's you... Right?" said Olivia as she narrowed her eyes in contempt "I always knew you were a failure of a dark elf. But even so, this is just too much... Look at you, all too happy to be a humans little pet. No fight in you at all. How disgustingly shameful... A weak, worthless little creature like you isn't even worthy of having a Master like Anton. He could do so much better than you."

Blinking, Kianna said nothing as her Mother shook her head and moved away from her.

"Get out." said Olivia as she stepped around her shocked daughter "I don't want to see you in here ever again."

"...I, w-wait. No!" said Kianna as she found her voice "This is my Master's room now! You can't just make me leave!"

"...Excuse me?" said Olivia as she stopped short.

Kianna pointed her ears straight upwards in alarm as Olivia shifted her now glowing eyes to her.

"You listen here, you insolent little brat..." growled Olivia as she loomed over her shorter daughter "Regardless of what you may think. This is still my house, and my room. So I alone, will decide who goes and who stays in here. And some worthless little whore like you has no business ever questioning that. Now stop trying to talk back to your betters, slave. And get out!"

Wanting to argue, but still harboring an unhealthy amount of fear for the woman standing before her, Kianna hesitated for a moment before dropping her eyes to the floor and quickly darting out of the room and her Mother's sight.

"Humph. Such a disappointment..." mumbled Olivia as she shook her head and made her way into the closet.

Annoyed to find that not only had Anton been busy moving his things into her space, but apparently Kianna had as well, Olivia frowned at the sight of hanging feminine clothing that didn't belong to her. Kicking her daughter's recently discarded garments to the side, she moved to stand in front of the closets three paneled set of mirrors. Gazing at herself for a second, she ran her hands down her trim form to straighten out her dress before stepping closer to the center mirror and pressing her thumb against an inconspicuous section of the mirror's frame. A faint beep sound rang out before the entire section of wall, mirror, frame and all, eased forward with a hydraulic hiss and revealed a doorway hidden behind it.

As her eyes fell onto the undisturbed contents of her vault, Olivia felt the tension in her chest ease a bit. And while she was still irritated with herself and her ridiculous urge to explain things to Anton, it was with a relived sigh that she stepped into the vault and disappeared from sight.

Stepping out of the portal, Anton paused where he stood and went rigid as he immediately recognized that an unfamiliar mana signature was across the room and just out of sight from him.

"Master!" called Kianna with a harsh whisper "Come here, quick!"

Noticing her beckoning at him from the doorway, Anton hastily made his way to her while keeping his eyes trained towards the unseen intruder.

"Kianna, what's going on!? Who is that in there!?" he asked in his own hushed whisper.

"It's my Mom!" hissed Kianna "She's in the closet!"

"What? Wait, Olivia's here?" questioned Anton as his tension immediately eased "What in the world is she doing here?"

"I don't know!? She just showed up, and told me to get out of her room..." whined Kianna "Do you thinks she's planning to move back in!?"

"I, I don't know?" said Anton as he raised an eyebrow "...She didn't say anything about that at dinner? C'mon, lets go see what she wants."

"...Uh, wait." whimpered Kianna as she reached out and grabbed Anton's arm "I'm sorry! But, Mom said she doesn't want to ever see me in this room again..."

"...What?" questioned Anton as he watched Kianna fold her ears back submissively behind her head "Why would she say that?"

"...She, she said that, because she thinks I'm a failure, and worthless, and shameful..." explained Kianna as she dropped her eyes to the floor "And she also said that I didn't deserve to have a Master like you, cause you could do so much better than me... Which, she is technically right about that part, I am actually a pretty shitty dark elf... You could easily find a better one than me..."

Anton was silent for a moment before he slowly turned his head towards Olivia's mana signature.

"...Kianna, sweety. Listen to me very closely. You are the absolute best little dark elf I could ever have and I would never trade you for another one, ever. Now, I want you to forget everything that woman just told you, okay." he said softly as he worked to keep his anger from leaking out into his aura "I'm also going to need you to go wait downstairs for a few minutes while I go rip your Mother to pieces..."

"...Wha? Master! No! I could never do that!" cried Kianna.

"Oh, now don't you worry about a thing..." growled Anton through his clenched teeth "I'll be sure to put her back together when I'm done..."

"No, I'm not worried about her! I mean, I can't just leave you alone up here..." whined Kianna "What if you need me?"

Pausing for a second, Anton chuckled before nodding his head.

"Alright, just stick close to me then." he said as he started towards the closet.

Following close behind, Kianna kept her ears lowered as she fought the urge to grab the hem of Anton's shirt.

"Huh... Well now..." said Anton as he rounded the corner into the closet and stopped just in front of the now open vault "I did have my suspicions that there was something hidden in this space... Can't say that I was expecting this though..."

Staring into the vault, Anton could see that the small, octagon shaped room was about eight feet in diameter and was well lit up with bright, overhead florescent lights.

This was hardly what caught his attention though, as the numerous and varied forms of insidious looking bondage gear and the many torture implements that adored the walls of the room, as well as the large, leather-clad metal framed chair that graced its center, were all far more eye catching than any of the rooms more mundane features.

"So I was right..." said Olivia as she ran her fingertips across the smooth, polished surface of the chairs metal armrest "It would have only been a matter of time before you found this space..."

The chair the dark elf was standing near was far from a comfortable looking seat, as cage-like, banded metal structures were attached to various points around its frame. And these implements were clearly designed to encase, spread wide, and completely immobilize the limbs, head, and torso of any unfortunate being who was unlucky enough to be locked within their suffocatingly tight confinement.

While this type of chair was certainly intimidating in its own right, as any victim trapped in such a device as this would be left entirely exposed, vulnerable and at the complete mercy of those around them, what was even more unsettling about this one in particular though, was that its leather backing showed clear sighs of being wore down from extended use.

"...So what is all this?" questioned Anton as he slowly surveyed the room "Your own private little torture den? A place where you can let your dark elf tendencies run wild?"

"Not exactly..." muttered Olivia as she continued to gaze at the chair "It's not meant to ever be used... I guess you could say it's something like an exhibit... A little museum for me to display my nightmares in..."

Turning to her, Anton cocked an eyebrow while behind him Kianna peeked around the corner and went wide eyed as she took in the rooms contents.

"These things, they were all used on you... You took them from the beach house..." whispered Anton as he let his eyes fall back to the chair "...Why would you ever want to keep these things, Olivia?"

"...To remind myself, of what can happen if I let my guard down again." said Olivia as she reached out and let the leather thongs of a hanging whip run through her fingers "And... Also... To remember..."

Trailing off, Olivia let the room go silent for a long moment before Anton finally spoke in a soft tone.

"...To remember?" he questioned.

"To remember..." mumbled the dark elf as she picked up a leather hood that was made to fully encase a persons head "What it felt like to actually be wanted... Even if only in the worst way..."

Staring at her for a moment, Anton let his eyes drop to the floor in sympathy while slowly shaking his head.

"...I'm sorry, Olivia." he whispered.

"Don't be. I don't need your pity. I've already put all this behind me. And you know that." muttered the dark elf "So you can take your savior complex, and apologies, and go straight to Hell with them."

"...Wait? What are you guys talking about?" questioned Kianna as she tentatively stepped into the room.

"You again..." muttered Olivia as she went to hang the hood back on the wall "I thought I already told you to get out and stat out!"

Flinching, but emboldened by Anton's presence, Kianna stood up straight as she made her way fully into the room and stood between her Mother and Anton.

With this being the first chance he had gotten to fully see what Kianna was currently wearing, Anton did a double take and couldn't help but to lock his widened eyes to her in admiration.

"Enough with the shit attitude, Mom! You're not in charge anymore... So just get over it. Now I'll ask you again, nicely. What's going on here? What is all this?" demanded Kianna as she faced her Mother "...And what happened to you?"

Olivia merely stared at her for a moment before turning back to the wall of hanging items.

"None of that is your concern, slave." she said while nearly spitting the last word.

Frustrated, Kianna let out a tired sigh before turning around to face Anton.

"Master, what's going on here?" she asked.

Before Anton could answer, Kianna suddenly went rigid, wide eyed and pointed her ears straight upwards as a loud crack echoed through the room.

"Your slave is poorly trained, Anton... She clearly doesn't know her place... said Olivia as she held the wooden caning rod she had just used to strike Kianna's backside between both hands and examined it for damage "I'd say she could certainly do with a bit more discipline..."

Trembling with fury and eyes now aglow with an ominous red light, Kianna slowly turned back to face her smug looking Mother. As their eyes met, the two dark elves commenced to point their ears straight back and stare each other down.

Flaring her aura outwards, Kianna froze where she stood as the very instant her aura surrounded her Mother, a surreal realization suddenly hit her.

With no barrier in place to guard against such an intrusive assault, and with Olivia's willpower compromised by her semi-drunken state, Kianna's aura was able to immediately seep into Olivia's being. And with her eyes currently locked to the elder dark elf's, Kianna inadvertently began to read her in a nearly identical manner to how she had done so with Mica.

Just as it had happened with the cubi, a wave of information began to flow through Kianna's aura, and with it came an unexpected truth about Olivia, a truth that Kianna would have never have suspected.

The reason Olivia was there, was because of Anton.

She had come to see him, she had wanted to see him again, even if only for a short time. There was no love, or even any true joy behind this, as she did not like him at all. In fact, she legitimately hated him... And yet, for reasons that she refused to admit, even to herself, she wanted to be near him again...

While she may be denying her motives for coming home to herself, the intentions Olivia was projecting to Kianna were all too clear, as just beneath the hatred, there was not only a layer of piqued intrigue for her Master, but beyond that there was a tiny, but undeniable, ping of desire.

Eyes widening in surprise and slight confusion, Kianna stared at her Mother for a moment before quickly glancing at Anton and then shifting her gaze back to Olivia.

Though her initial response had been one of anger at the idea of her Mother trying to take for herself what was her Master, Kianna's demeanor quickly shifted as her eyes once again locked themselves to Olivia's and she was treated to another wave of information.

Making a claim on Anton was not at all what Olivia wanted, no, it was the opposite in fact. As the reality that she could never lay a claim on him was in all actuality what was triggering her unwanted interest in him in the first place...

She was afraid of him.

She knew better than to not be afraid of him. As she knew he was strong, smart and powerful...

Olivia understood that Anton was dangerous.

She knew that he was fire. And it was this danger and allure that made her both hate him, and long to be near him.

She wanted to be burned... Even if only just a little...

Eyes now straining in their sockets as she stared unblinkingly into Olivia's ruby irises, a maniacal smile slowly began to spread itself across Kianna's face.

Her Mother would never admit it, but she wanted to be burned... Badly... And she could help her with that... Oh, yes... She could be a very good little slave, and bring her Master a new toy to play with...

Reluctant to intervene but ready to if necessary, Anton kept still as he waited to see what the two aggressive looking dark elves would do next. He and Olivia both creased their brows in uncertainty as Kianna's crazed expression suddenly shifted and became subdued.

"You know what, you're absolutely right..." said Kianna as she glanced back at Anton and dropped her aura "I really have been such a poor slave tonight. Neglecting my duties. I haven't even prepared any refreshments yet... I'm so sorry, my Master... I'll be right back..."

"Hmph. Well it's about time for you to start finally making yourself useful." said Olivia as she turned away from her daughter "Bring me an ice water with a slice of lemon. And be quick with it."

Anton raised an eyebrow as Kianna ignored her Mother and gave him a sly looking grin as she walked past him. Turning to the right as she exited the closet, Kianna ducked into the bathroom to apparently don a bathrobe before quickly reappearing in the walkway and leaving the bedroom all together. Surprised that she would bother with covering herself, Anton continued to watch the walkway for a moment before shifting his gaze back to Olivia.

"You know, you should really be more careful with Kianna." he said as he found the dark elf switching out her caning rod for a thicker one "She's not nearly as harmless as she seems."

"Don't be ridiculous." muttered Olivia "A stern word is all it ever takes to put that one back in line. If anything it's the other one that'll try to test you."

"That's... Not completely inaccurate..." muttered Anton "Anyways, getting back to the matter at hand. Why are you even here?"

"Does one need a reason to visit her own home?" said Olivia "In all actuality, I could ask you that same question. Why are you even here? Don't you have your own home to live in?"

"I do. But as I've said before, the girls didn't want to leave." said Anton "From what I understand. This is essentially the only home they've ever known, and so they wanted us to stay here. It was important to them. So here we stayed."

"Hmph, so you were serious about that... It really is their fault that you're here then." grumbled Olivia.

"Essentially." chucked Anton.

"I see." nodded Olivia "So then tell me. If I told you to get out, right now. Would you really leave peacefully?"

"Yes." answered Anton "Though if it comes down to that I won't be leaving alone. The girls will come with me. And that will naturally make finding them far more difficult for you."

"Naturally..." nodded Olivia as she seemed to start contemplating her options "Assuming of course... That I would even care to find them..."

"Right, assuming that you would." nodded Anton.

The room was quiet for a long moment until Kianna finally returned with a steaming mug of coffee cradled in her hands.

"Here you are, Master!" sang the dark elf as she cheerfully presented the mug to Anton.

"Oh, thank you, Kianna." said Anton as he reached for the mug "It's a bit late for caffeine, but I appreciate it nonetheless."

Just as their hands met, Kianna leaned in close and began to whisper softly.

"Master. Real quick. You wouldn't be mad, if we made this..." she said as she hooked a finger into the fold of her bathrobe and pulled it open just enough to expose her bosom "The main plan for tonight... Would you?"

His eyes now locked to her barely contained breasts, Anton couldn't help but to grin thinly.

"I mean, once we have everything else settled..." he said as he lightly nodded towards Olivia "I don't see any reason why we can't enjoy the rest of our night..."

Her maniacal smile returning, Kianna's ears pointed themselves straight upwards in excitement as her eyes began to glow.

"You better drink up then. You're going to need the energy." she said gleefully "Oh, and don't worry. I'll handle getting "everything else" settled..."

Anton chuckled softly as he took the mug in his hands.

"Excuse me." grumbled Olivia "Have I been forgotten over here?"

"Oh no, no, no... Don't worry, I didn't forget about you..." said Kianna as she watched Anton take a sip of his coffee "I'll be with you in just a moment..."

"Mm..." hummed Anton as he swished his drink back and forth in his mouth a bit "That's different? Kind of almost... Sweet and, minty? What did you put in here? Some kind of creamer?"

"Something like that." giggled Kianna "Do you like it?"

"I do. It's good." nodded Anton as he took another sip.

"Good, good! You just enjoy it then..." said Kianna as she shifted her gaze over to Olivia "And while you're doing that, I'll prepare something else for you to enjoy..."

Olivia let her annoyance show clearly on her face as Kianna turned and began to approach her.

"And where's my water?" she asked curtly.

"Water? You don't want water..." said Kianna around a thin smile "That's not why you're here... That's not what you came here for..."

"...What are you doing?" said Olivia as she narrowed her eyes.

"Me?" breathed Kianna as she slowed her pace into a playful sashay "I'm being a good little slave... And helping you..."