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.
