Guilty X Creatures Ch 59

Chapter 27 : Morning

"God's alive! I am so pumped right now!" exclaimed Fiona as she stood behind her chair and amateurishly punched and kicked at the open air in front of her "I can't wait to kick some ass!"

"You mean get our asses kicked..." grumbled Mica from her place at the table.

Taking his seat, Anton chuckled softly as he opened his laptop and turned it on.

"Excuse you!" smiled Fiona as she twirled around in the open kitchen and let loose a mock karate chop "You must be speaking for yourself there. Cause I don't plan on getting my ass kicked!"

"Does anyone ever?" quipped Mica as she kept her eyes on the paper she was reading.

The next morning had found them all sitting at the kitchen table while waiting for Kianna to come downstairs. Anton and Fiona were in their normal places while Kianna, having officially claimed the seat right next to Anton, had let Mica take over her old spot.

Said kiochi was currently reading over the packet of paperwork that Mokai had sent her home with. This packet included a copy of everything she had filled out the day before as well as a strict and thorough workout plan, which was what she was presently looking over.

"You better get familiar with your own exercises too, Fiona." said Anton as he tapped on the dark elf's personal packet of paperwork "You're going to be facing trained fighters after all. You don't want to slack off and get embarrassed by them, do you?"

"Fuck no I don't!" said Fiona as she grabbed up the packet and flipped through it to her own workout plan "...This is gonna be so great! I am so fucking excited for this!"

"This whole thing really did work out pretty well, all things considered." nodded Anton as he clicked open his e-mails "Not only will you get to sit in on Mica's lessons, but you'll also get a chance to see some action yourself. Which is exactly the kind of thing you need, considering what your goals are."

"I know, right!?" smiled Fiona as she gleefully swayed her hips from side to side "It's just so perfect!"

"Goals?" questioned Mica as she glanced up at Fiona "What are your goals?"

"Well..." drawled Fiona as she smiled devilishly "I want to collect my own slaves! Which means that I'm probably going to have to beat the shit out of some of them first. Which is why I need to learn how to fight."

"Oh, right. You were talking to Kianna about that." mumbled Mica.

"Yes... Speaking of which. Where is she?" asked Fiona as she looked over at the archway that led out of the kitchen.

"She's supposedly getting ready." said Anton as a thin grin spread across his face.

"Ready for what?" asked Fiona.

"Making breakfast, I think?" answered Anton "At least that's what I was led to believe, since she asked me not to start anything without her."

"...Okay? That sounds weird, but whatever." said Fiona as she shrugged in indifference.

The room went quiet for a moment as everyone became focused on what they were reading.

"...Hm. Well now." mused Anton as he looked over at Mica "I've got an e-mail here from your Father, Mica. It seems he'd like me to meet with him and your Mother for lunch on Friday..."

"Oh... Really." said Mica as her expression became pensive "...Is that good news?"

"It's, not unexpected. And I wouldn't call it bad news, I guess." said Anton "This should just be about normal business matters, hopefully..."

"Right... So, do you think I should go with you?" asked Mica.

"...Well, maybe?...I suppose you could. If you really wanted to." said Anton "...Do you want to?"

"...I don't know?" mumbled Mica as her tail coiled nervously around her "...Really, I don't think that sounds like a good idea, personally."

"Okay, good. Because honestly I don't think it would be a good idea either." said Anton as his expression became thoughtful "Probably be best for me to just go on my own..."

Fiona went to speak but stopped short as a gleeful call came from the archway.

"Oh, Master!" sang Kianna from a point just out of sight "Are you in there!?"

"Yes..." grinned Anton as he tilted his head in a playful attempt to look out beyond the kitchen's entrance "I'm here."

"Are you sitting down?" asked Kianna.

"Yes?" said Anton as he raised an eyebrow "I'm at the table."

"Perfect!" cooed Kianna.

A moment later the dark elf's long, stocking clad leg came into view as she kept the rest of herself hidden around the corner. Lifting her limb up high, she bent her leg at the knee and held it in the air for a second before taking a slow, sensual step forward. Smiling cheekily as she came out of hiding and locked eyes with Anton, Kianna rolled her hips from side to side as she sashayed out into the open and did a slow twirl in the middle of the archway as she put her new "uniform" on full display.

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The intricate little ensemble the dark elf was wearing was essentially a french maid outfit that had been micronized down into a tiny, barely there, bikini-like version of itself.

Sheer lace, tiny bows, thin ribbons and ruffled frills all made up the bulk of the material that was now crisscrossing Kianna's body in such a way that she was left with far, far more of her cocoa colored skin visible than covered.

Her ample breasts poured out over a half cupped, push up bra which framed her bosom in such a way that her nipples were held up and out and would have been left fully exposed if they were not tucked out of sight beneath a pair of heart shaped pasties. Pasties so thin that the little mounds made by the nubs of female flesh hidden beneath them, could still be seen quite clearly.

Thin, black-colored ribbons lined with white, frilly lace acted as a set of cuffs at her wrists and ran in crisscrossed patterns up her arms. The ends of these ribbons then wrapped around her neck before coming together and being tied off with a bow which rested at the back of her neck just above her collar.

A matching set of ribbons made a similar pattern down her torso, wrapping tightly around her ribs and waist before again, being tied off with another even larger bow which rested at the small of her back.

Bright white stockings, that were topped with frilly garters and tiny black bows, clad her thighs and calves and accentuated her slender legs as a pair of shiny black, four inch high heels lifted her entire frame upwards and left her to step with an elegant gait.

Her stockings were held in place with a frill covered garter belt which rested snugly around her hips and gave the impression with its lacy frills, that she was wearing an extremely short, see through skirt.

This belt also had a tiny, napkin sized apron attached along its front. An apron so small that it could barely even manage to cover the dark elf's navel, let alone her sex.

Said sex was instead kept hidden away by a pair of extremely tight, white-colored thong panties. Panties who's material was so thin that the curved shapes of Kianna's nether lips could quite obviously be seen being tantalizingly caressed beneath them.

High above all of this, a frilled headband with a tiny black bow in its center sat upon Kianna's head, and literally topped off her outfit.

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"Holy, shit..." breathed Fiona as her eyes went wide and her ears pointed themselves straight upwards "Fuck you, Master. Seriously... Gods alive I hate you so much..."

Stopping a few steps in front of Anton, Kianna took hold of her garter belts frills with just her fingertips and lightly bowed her head as she gave him a curtsy.

"Good morning, my Master..." she cooed softly as she closed her eyes and laid her ears back submissively "How may I serve you today?"

Taking a long moment to slowly drink in the sight before him, Anton couldn't help but to smirk as he met Kianna's lowered eyes. Her irises faintly aglow with excitement, the dark elf in waiting may have still had her head bowed but she now sported a cheeky, knowing half grin across her smug looking face.

Chuckling softly, Anton reached out and took hold of the tiny apron before playfully pulling the nearly naked dark elf in closer.

"Well, well, well... It's about time..." he breathed as he took hold of Kianna's chin with his free hand and made her look at him directly "Such a naughty little maid to make her master wait like this..."

Blinking, Kianna quickly hid her grin away as she tightened her ears together behind her head and followed along.

"Apologies, my Master..." she whimpered softly as she moved in closer and bent over him "Please forgive your poor maid. She tried her best to get ready as quickly as possible. But unfortunately, the time started to get away from her. And in the end, she knew what was more important..."

Bending at the waist and leaning in close enough to send a wave of her scent washing over Anton, Kianna looked him deep in the eyes as she cupped his cheek with one hand and laid her other across his thigh.

"She knew, how important is was that she look only her very best... for her Master..." whispered the dark elf as she pointed her ears down and away from her head "She knew... that her Master deserved only her best..."

Mesmerized by Kianna's ruby colored eyes, Anton barely even took a breath as he watched a series of faint, tiny sparkles begin to dance beautifully in the dark elf's irises.

"Sadly though, your maid can only give so much..." whispered Kianna as her eyes became sorrowful "She would give her Master everything, of course... She would be his, all of her... And she would please him, in any way that he wished... But sadly, due to the doctors orders... He cannot have that..."

Frozen in his seat, Anton couldn't help but to feel a stiffening in his shorts as Kianna began to softly and sensually rub her hand up and down his thigh.

"Of course..." breathed Kianna as she lightly brushed her fingertips across Anton's crotch and let her lips hover tantalizingly over his own "My Master could always just, break the rules... and just take whatever he wants..."

Anton was still for a moment before a broad grin spread across his face.

"Why you evil little tease..." he sighed as he let his head loll forward and rested his forehead against the dark elf's "If I didn't know that it was exactly what you wanted... I swear I would ravage you half to death right here and now..."

Kianna giggled gleefully in her throat as she felt Anton's needful hands wrap themselves tightly around her waist.

"Such a naughty, naughty little maid..." whispered Anton in a strained tone "Whatever should I do with this naughty little maid..."

"You, you should just do whatever you want to..." breathed Kianna as she took his chin in both her hands and tentatively made to kiss him "Like maybe, maybe you should just kiss her... please..."

Anton began to laugh as he held Kianna at bay and leaned his head back.

"Oh for crying out loud, Kianna! It's only been 1 day!" he exclaimed as he shook his head.

Folding her legs up so as to be able to shimmy herself up onto his lap, Kianna kept her hold on his face as she again laid her ears back submissively.

"Yeah, but I already feel way better... And one little kiss isn't going to hurt anything..." she mumbled as she tried to nuzzle their faces together "It'll be fine... We should just try it..."

"No, you little brat." chuckled Anton "Seriously, Kianna. You are so spoiled. One little thing you're not allowed to do and now that's all you want..."

"No... It's not all I want..." whined Kianna as she shifted herself from side to side and rubbed her bottom across Anton's lap "But it would be a good start..."

"Oh? A good start for what exactly?" asked Anton as he dropped his hands down from around Kianna's waist and playfully grabbed her bottom before giving each of butt cheeks a hard squeeze.

Whimpering in excitement, Kianna nuzzled her lips against the side of Anton's face and began to kiss him lightly along his jawline.

Chuckling, Anton quickly twisted his head to the side to keep the dark elf from reaching his lips, much to her annoyance.

"They do know we're still here, right?" said Mica as she eyed Fiona.

"Shut up, dumbass!" hissed Fiona "You're gonna scare em!"

Laughing as he was reminded of the time and place, Anton cradled Kianna's bottom in his arms and lifted her up with him as he rose out of his seat.

"Right, right. Breakfast time... Breakfast first, Kianna... Then we'll deal with you and your uniform..." he said as he made his way around the table and headed towards the stove.

Kianna merely giggled in response as she wiggled about in his arms and continued to try and kiss his dodging lips.

A few minutes later found the two of them still engrossed in each other as they slowly put breakfast together.

It wasn't long into them mixing up a bowl of pancake batter that Kianna's playful antics resulted in Anton's hair taking on a light coating of white powder and in her, much to her delight, sporting a white handprint across each of her butt cheeks.

Though she feigned disinterest with what was going on around her, in truth, Mica was far from uncomfortable with Anton and Kianna's activities and was actually even quite grateful for them. This was mostly due to the fact that they were currently filling the air around them with light waifs of tantric energy. Sweet, delicious tantric energy which the unassuming cubi was more than happy to quietly absorb off them.

And it was while enjoying this treat, and sitting there staring at but not actually reading the piece of paper in her hand, that she began to notice a second quickly growing source of energy in the room.

"...Uh, are you okay?" she asked as she eyed Fiona who was standing just to the side of her "You seem kinda, tense..."

"Yeah, that's probably because I'm feeling pretty tense right now..." muttered Fiona as she kept her eyes on her sister's backside "God's alive, this just isn't fair..."

Following Fiona's gaze to Anton and Kianna, Mica turned back to the dark elf and gave her a questioning look.

"So is Kianna the only one he's interested in? Or what?" she asked in a hushed tone "Or does he just not like you?"

"...Huh? What are you talking about?" asked Fiona.

"I'm talking about how they're, them, and you're not." said Mica "Like, are they an actual couple or something?"

"...Oh, uh, yeah, I guess they are. For the most part at least." said Fiona "Not that I would have any interest in being a part of that mess. Yeah, no thank you."

"...Uh, you sure about that?" questioned Mica "Because no offense. But from where I'm sitting it definitely seems like you're interested..."

"Well yeah, in Kianna, sure." said Fiona with a shrug "But I could do without the Y chromosome over there... God's alive, just look at that ass... Mmm, maybe if I ask nicely I can get a turn with her too?"

"...Wait, what!? Excuse me!?" said Mica as she blinked in question "Hold on, are you a lesbian!?"

"Yeah. I am. Did you not know that?" said Fiona.

"...No. No one told me that!" mumbled Mica "So... then... All this time that you've been fucking around with me... Were you serious!?"

"What the Hell are you talking about now?" questioned Fiona "What have I been fucking around with you with?"

"Uh, everything! Talking about how I'm hot, or trying to make me model shit for you and crap like that!" explained Mica "You weren't just being a bitch with all that?"

"Oh. Yeah, no. I'm totally serious about all that." said Fiona as she let her eyes fall to Mica's bust "Yeah, no, I would totally fuck you silly right now even... Well, right after Kianna that is..."

"...Okay. Hold on, aren't you guys sisters!?" asked Mica "Like actual sisters!?"

"Yeah. We're sisters. So what though?" said Fiona as her demeanor became smug "You saying you've never fucked your sister before?"

"...I! N-no! Of course not!" stammered Mica.

"Really? That's kinda surprising..." mused Fiona "I mean, I get that your sister's a bitch. But she's still pretty hot. Definitely fuckable. I would absolutely fuck her if I were you."

"...She's my sister! You sicko!" exclaimed Mica as her face reddened a bit "What's wrong with you!?"

"Oh? Well now... What's with this embarrassment, Mica?" said Fiona in mock surprise "C'mon now. There's no reason to hide anything here, so just come out with it. With a sister as hot as yours, you can't tell me that you've never even once thought about fucking her... I know you have..."

"No! No I haven't! What the Hell! I've never even considered that!" cried Mica.

"Seriously? Huh... Man, you really are like the shittiest cubi ever." said Fiona as she shook her head in disappointment "You're supposed to be like a total slut by default but instead you're a, a... boring, blushing maiden, or something. Which is just stupid. You're so stupid, Mica. Quit being so stupid."

"Shut up, bitch! Just because I'm a cubi doesn't mean I'm automatically a freak too!" exclaimed Mica "And you're one to talk about failed stereotypes. When you're sitting here as a dark elf slave. To a human even. Talk about fucking up royally..."

"...Why you little shit." said Fiona as she turned and loomed over the still sitting kiochi "How dare you!"

"Oh, did I strike a nerve..." mumbled Mica as she leaned back from the dark elf and curled her tail up over her head.

Feeling the first faint pinpricks of Fiona's aura forming in around her, Mica pointed the tip of her spade at the dark elf and flexed out her barbs in warning.

"What are you two fighting about now?" said Anton as he came up to the table and set down a plate of pancakes.

The two women immediately started speaking over each other as they both blamed the other for their argument. Their ranting ended with them both saying "And then this bitch actually went there!" in unison.

Anton couldn't help but to laugh as they both glared at each other.

"Anyways, it doesn't matter... Honestly I think I'm just kind of on edge right now..." mumbled Fiona.

"Well yeah. As pent up as you are, it's no surprise you're on edge..." said Mica in an absent tone as she turned her attention to the pancakes Anton had brought over.

"Yeah, I really, really need to get my own slave to play with... Or if not that, then at least someone to practice on..." said Fiona as she leaned back over the kiochi and smiled down at her "You wouldn't perhaps be interested in volunteering for that role, now would you? I promise I'll make you feel good if you say yes..."

Grimacing as she hunched down and away from the looming dark elf, Mica narrowed her eyes and shook her head.

"Yeah, no thanks..." she muttered "I've seen how you dark elves like to play with your victims already, and I don't need another reminder of how fucked up you are..."

Fiona laughed as she eased herself up and away.

"Girl... You are so lucky you're off limits..." she said as she grinned evilly "I would do so many horrible things to you..."

Sighing dramatically, Fiona stepped back from Mica and slumped her shoulders as she took on an air of mock depression.

"Alas, such is not meant to be..." she said as she shook her head sadly "I guess I'll just have to continue going on without an outlet for my stress... Oh, woe is me, doomed to suffer endlessly..."

Chuckling at Mica's annoyed expression, Anton turned to Fiona while sporting his own playful looking grin.

"Well. You know, Fiona. Mica's not the only option when comes to practice candidates for you." he said as he met the dark elf's eye "There is technically another slave in this house. One that even seems to be just as pent up as you are."

Fiona's eyes slowly went wide as she realized his implication.

"And considering how much said slave has been misbehaving this morning..." said Anton as his grin broadened and became sinister looking as he shifted his gaze to the side "I'd say she could definitely do with a bit of discipline..."

Following his lead, Mica and Fiona both turned to look in the same direction as Anton.