Chapter 23 : Midnight
Save for his eyes, Anton remained completely still as he watched Fiona enter the room and approach the bed.
Like her sister, Fiona had opted to dress herself in a very enticing ensemble of thin lingerie. Her entire outfit was made of a pure white lace that both matched her hair, and contrasted brightly against the dark skin of her body. A thinly veiled lace corset, that had a built in garter belt that ran along it's bottom edge, was wrapped tightly around both her thin waist, and her severely constrained bust. The thin straps of the garter belt were pulled down over the tops of the dark elf's thighs before being clipped to a pair of white thigh-high lace stockings that were seemingly painted onto her long legs. A set of opera gloves that matched the stocking encircled her entire upper limbs, from her fingertips to the very tops of her arms. She wore no bottoms at all, which left her sex completely open. A thin veil-like dancers mask covered the lower part of her face and completed her outfit.
With her ears laid back submissively and her hands clasped together between her hips and over her sex, Fiona carried herself with the air of a defeated being that was willingly approaching her own demise. Stopping right next to the bed on the opposite side from where Kianna now slept, the standing dark elf gazed at her slumbering sister for a moment before slowly shifting her eyes to Anton's erect member. The emotion completely drained from her face as she simply stood still and stared for several moments. Without a word, she rocked herself back into motion and slowly clambered onto the bed before making her way to the center. She stopped and stared for another moment before swinging her leg over both of Anton's to straddle him, she then lifted herself up on her knees and stopped again. Poised to slide herself down onto Anton's waiting penis, she brought her eyes up to meet his for the first time since she entered the room and stopped short at the sight of him.
Anton was staring back at her with unabashed fury plastered across his enraged face.
Shocked by the sight, Fiona blinked and let her mouth fall open as she instinctively eased herself back and away from him.
"You rotten, lying, selfish creature!" snarled Anton as he balled his hands into fists "How dare you!"
"Wh-wha, what!?" stammered Fiona as she raised her hands in surrender "Why, what do you mean!?"
"What do I mean!?" growled Anton as he tightened his eyes into narrow slits "After all that nonsense you've been going on about being a lesbian and having a phobia! All this time! And after everything Kianna's done for you! Standing up for you and dedicating herself as a sex slave all in an effort to protect you! And yet here you are! The very moment she falls asleep you come in here and immediately come after me! Why!? Why are you lying to her!?"
Fiona was still for a short moment before slowly shaking her head as her eyes went wide.
"No, no, no! Y-you don't understand!" she cried as she continued to shake her head in denial "Y-you're wrong! Its not like that! Its, its... That's not what this is!"
Anton stayed still for a moment as he stared into her eyes and assessed her truthfulness.
"...What is this then?" he whispered softly "What are you doing in here?"
Fiona swallowed a lump in her throat as she lowered her hands back down.
"I came here..." she whispered as she dropped her eyes to the engorged penis that stood in front of her "Because, I want to please you..."
Registering the misery in her tortured looking eyes, Anton's face slowly softened back into a stoic expression.
"Get out." he commanded in a hushed tone.
"...What!?" cried Fiona as her eyes darted back to his.
"I said, get out." declared Anton "I don't know what you're trying to do, but I can tell you don't want to do it. So get out."
"No, no wait, you don't understand!" exclaimed Fiona as she shook her head and looked back down at his penis "...I, I do, want this!"
"Well then, I don't!" stated Anton as an annoyed expression spread across his face "Now, get, out!"
"Wha!? But! But I! This...!" exclaimed Fiona as she indicated what she was wearing "I, did this!"
"I don't want it." said Anton as he kept his eyes on hers "And I don't want you. So you can leave now."
"What!? But, wait!" cried Fiona as she gestured to her sister with both hands "I look just like her! We're the same!...So why!? Why don't you want me too!?"
Anton went still as he stared into her frantic and fearful looking eyes.
"...Because you don't want this." he said in a calm, dry tone "Now get out. Before I make you get out."
Fiona sat completely frozen for several moments before a look of intense fury began to spread across her face. Trembling in her sudden anger, she started to growl through her clenched teeth as she balled her hands into fists.
"Damn it all! I hate you! So much!" she snarled as her eyes began to glow with a bright murderous light "Why are you doing this to me!? You already have everything else you bastard! Why can't you just let me have this!? One thing! Just one thing! Why!? Why!?"
"...What, the Hell, are you talking about!?" demanded Anton "What one thing!?"
"This! Dammit!" cried Fiona as she slapped both hands down at her navel and over her pubic mound "The only thing I have left! The only thing you haven't taken away already! The one thing I still have!"
Anton said nothing as he watched the shaking dark elf hunch herself over and go from furious to anguished within the blink of an eye.
"You've taken everything from me!" wailed Fiona as heavy tears began to spill out from her eyes "My life! My freedom! My future, and my home! Everything I own! All my money!...You even took my only sister!"
Her face marred in despair, Fiona looked longingly at her sister before letting her head fall to hang limp.
"...You have everything!" she whimpered in misery as she shook her head "...And now, this is all I have left!...The only thing, that you haven't taken from me!"
Anton remained stoic as he watched the sobbing dark elf clamp her hands over her slit and press her thighs together.
"Is this what you were hiding? What you were so afraid you were going to lose?" he asked calmly.
Fiona stayed still for a moment before slowly nodding her head.
"...I see....I told you I wouldn't touch you, Fiona. And I meant that." declared Anton in the same calm tone "So I will not be the one to take that from you."
"But you can!" breathed Fiona as she shook her head "And I can't stop you! So if you decide to take it, as some... Bullshit! Punishment!...Or even sell me because of it!...There's nothing I can do!"
Anton sighed softly as he shook his head.
"I don't want that! I don't want, this! Anymore... And if I'm going to lose it..." sobbed Fiona as she shifted her eyes back to Anton's member "I at least want to do it myself!...That way, I can at least say I had control over one thing in my life! That I made one decision! One choice, that was all my own!"
Her face taking on an expression of grim determination, Fiona raised herself back up on her knees and swallowed another lump in her throat before repositioned herself over Anton's penis.
"Stop." said Anton as he shifted himself to the side.
Her eyes darting to his, Fiona groaned in misery through her clenched teeth.
"Please!" she begged as she balled her hands in frustration "Just let me have this! Please! Please I don't want to be valuable!"
"Stop that!" growled Anton "I only told you that so you'd be aware that it was a factor in your situation! I made it clear already I have no intention of selling you! Do not dwell on that!"
"I don't want it to be a factor though!" whined Fiona as she scowled at his crotch and began to ease herself back down "So, just, let me..."
"Stop!" said Anton as he shook his head "I already said I don't want this!"
"Why!? Why are you doing this to me!?" exclaimed Fiona "It's not like you're losing anything!"
Anton said nothing as he shook his head.
Throwing her head back in frustration, Fiona groaned up at the ceiling before looking back down at Anton with renewed anger in her eyes.
"Why!? You already have everything else! Why won't you just give this to me!?" cried Fiona as she slumped her shoulders in exhaustion "...What do you want from me!?"
Anton went still for a moment before narrowing his eyes.
"What do I want from you?" he grumbled as his own irritation began to show through on his face "You won't give me what I want from you, Fiona!"
"...What!? What are you talking about!?" cried Fiona as she shrugged sarcastically "You already have everything! I don't have anything left to give you!...Except the fucking thing I'm trying to give you!"
"No." mumbled Anton as he ran his hand through his hair "That's not true."
"Then what is it then!?" cried Fiona as she threw her hands out in question "What the Hell do you want from me!?"
"I want you to stop trying to lie to me!" exclaimed Anton as he met her frustration with his own "And I want you stop trying to fight me on every little thing! Stop trying to irritate me by making everything so difficult with all the ridiculous, stubborn games you try to play!...I have had patience with you, Fiona. Far more than someone as guilty as you deserves!...I've made compromises for you. Accommodated you. And all I've asked out of you is for you to stop making your sister cry! Acknowledge what you've done, and work to be a better person! That's it! That's all I've asked!...And yet I still can't even get you to just answer a simple question without it turning into a battle!...You see yourself as a victim, and you are. But what you don't see is that you are the source of your own suffering, Fiona! You are a victim of your own choices and actions! And all I've done as your Master, is try to show you this!"
Her anger still clear on her face, Fiona stared in silence as she lowered her arms back down to her sides. After a long moment she opened her mouth to speak but instead she turned away and looked off to the side.
"...Fine!" she muttered as her face became strained "I'll just! What, what are your fucking questions!?"
"...Humph, are you actually going to answer them truthfully?" asked Anton as he cocked an eyebrow at the slumping dark elf "I don't want to waste my time if you're just going to keep trying to lie to me."
Fiona shifted her gaze to him and gave him a hateful glare before looking back down at the bed.
"...Just tell me what you wanna know." she mumbled in frustration "I'm not gonna lie! I swear!"
Anton was silent for a moment as he shifted his jaw back and forth in thought.
"Alright then..." he mused as his face became stoic again "I'd like to know why you kidnapped me?"
