Chapter 3 : Night
The kiochi's eyes shot open as a bright lamplight clicked on above her. Blinded by the light shining down into her dilated pupils, she instantly scrunched her eyes shut and shied away from it by turning her head to the side and pressing her face into a small pillow.
As realization reached her waking mind, she blinked her eyes back open and immediately sat up straight.
Centered within the dome of light created by the overhead lamp, she found herself unable to discern hardly anything beyond the fact that she was now surrounded by a thick darkness. Blinking through the lamp's glare, her eyes went wide as she discovered that she was no longer in the house's kitchen, but was instead sitting in what appeared to be a cage.
The kiochi's movements were almost bird-like as her head bobbed and twisted back and forth as she examined the metal bars of her new prison.
As her eyes began to get accustomed to the bright light, she peered through the bars of her cage and stopped short as she registered three sets of eyes staring back at her from the darkness.
Situated around a high-backed chair were three forms whose solid black appearance was so intense that they stood out clearly against the darkness around them. The largest of these beings was sitting in the chair itself while the other two were standing on either side.
The one in the chair appeared to be masculine and was leaning forward with it's hands clasped together and its elbows resting on its knees. Its eyes seemed to be human and looked to be more or less normal, though they were being thrown into a stark contrast by the pitch blackness that surrounded them. The two beings on either side of the chair were clearly feminine, and although more lithe in appearance, they were far more intimidating than the one sitting between them. This was due mostly to the fact that unlike their companion's, their eyes were glowing red orbs that shun out brightly against the solid blackness of their beings. The two fiery-eyed women carried themselves with a subliminal level of confidence, as they leaned, poised and alluringly, against the backrest of the tall chair.
Her own eyes widening to their fullest at the sight of her captors, the kiochi couldn't help but to instinctively lean away from the imposing trio. Although motionless and completely silent, the three beings in front of her still portrayed an undeniably menacing capability that was made all the worst when the air around her suddenly began to thicken and become heavy.
A lump quickly formed in the kiochi's throat as she watched two bright, toothy smiles spread across the blackened faces of the standing women.
"Oh! She's afraid..." whispered a voice that seemed to come from the room itself "Good..."
"Yes, she is..." answered another voice that seemed to echo with silent laughter "And it's so delicious!"
"Indeed..." spoke a third, deeper voice "Such a lovely flavor..."
Swallowing the lump in her throat, the kiochi went to lean further back but froze in her movements as the sitting being narrowed its eyes at her.
An ominous chuckling began to ring out through the room as the being closed its eyes completely and rose up to settle back into its chair. As it came to rest, a soot-like poof of blackness faded away from around its body and revealed that it was the man who had defeated her.
"Well then..." said Anton as a thin smile spread across his face "I think we established enough of an atmosphere. Let's go ahead and move things along now..."
As Anton spoke the few electric lights on in the room around him began to wink back into existence and flicker weakly.
On either side of him, the blackness began to fall away from the standing women, and as it did so, it revealed them to be the two dark elves from upstairs.
Now free of their bondage gear, the dark elves had both donned simple dominatrix style attire. They were both dressed identically in knee-length lace-up stiletto boots, finger-less opera gloves, form-fitting leather pants and laced corsets with push up style tops that hugged their torso's snugly as they rested over white, loosely fitted blouses. Everything they wore beyond their blouses was colored black with red highlights.
Dressed to match them, Anton wore a red button-up dress shirt and black slacks as he went for a simpler yet just as imposing visage.
The kiochi stared at the smiling trio for a moment before turning away from them. Blinking in the now dimmed light, she quickly looked around the unfamiliar room. Her expression became questioning as her eyes darted about and fell on each of the strange looking implements that dotted the area around her. After a moment of exploring the room with her eyes, her movements slowed until she went completely still.
The dark elves both began to laugh softly as they watched the realization form in the kiochi's eyes.
This place, was a dungeon.
Drawn back to them by the sounds of their laughter, the kiochi's eyes landed on the dark elves before falling to stare directly at Anton.
"Well hello there." said Anton as he grinned back at her "Good to see that you're finally awake. We were getting a little worried... Well, not really. But anyways. Welcome to our little dungeon. As you can see. It's fully stocked. And we should have everything we need here to make sure that your stay with us is a very... comfortable, one..."
Narrowing her eyes, the kiochi's glare shifted to an expression of surprise as she tried to speak through the gag in her mouth.
"Humph!?" she cried as she blinked and then slowly looked down at herself. Her eyes once again went wide as she discovered that she had been stripped naked and locked into a set of bondage gear.
A Bolero straight-jacket, that had been crafted out of black leather, had been wrapped tightly around her upper torso. The broad straps and cuffs of the jacket crisscrossed her shoulders, neck and collarbone before coming together and attaching to a thick belt that had been tightened around her ribs, just above her waist. Her arms had been fed into the sleeves of the jacket, crossed beneath her exposed breasts, and then strapped to this same belt. Her hands had been balled into fists and locked into the strict bondage mittens that were attached to the ends of the jackets sleeves.
Two thick leather binders were wrapped around her legs. One stretched across her shins, from her ankles up to the base of her knees and the other was wrapped around her thighs.
To complete her bondage, a ninja-like, face mask gag and its leather harness had been strapped around her head and her long tail had been tightly wrapped around her waist until the bladed tip, now cleaned of the rubber sealant, was able to be planted at the small of her back, where it could be rendered harmless by being encased in a modified leather knife holster and then strapped, buckled and locked to a leather belt.
The kiochi stared down at herself for a long moment before suddenly looking back up at the trio in a panic and scooting on her butt to the back corner of her cage, where she then frantically pulled her legs up to hide her chest.
Having reclaimed a bit of her modesty, she commenced to glare angrily over her knees as a bright blush began to spread out across her cheeks.
Surprised by the sight, the dark elves looked at each other before smiling wickedly.
"Well, well, well! It's looks like somebodies bashful!" teased Kianna.
"Yeah! I guess the poor little ninja-bitch isn't a fan of the locker room, huh!" taunted Fiona.
