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.

-

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.

-

“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.

Standing in the middle of the kitchen with another plate of pancakes in her hands, Kianna blinked in uncertainty as she found that everyone's eyes were now on her. Taking in Anton and Fiona's hungry looking expressions, and suddenly feeling exposed in her nearly naked state, the dark elf reflexively pressed her thighs together and nervously hunched her shoulders.

“Um, uh oh...” she whimpered softly as she laid her ears back submissively.

-

Some time later found Kianna down in the dungeon and standing by herself in the middle of a large open space beneath a bright, overhead lamp.

Far off to her left, just outside the circle of light she had been made to stand under, sat Anton in one of the high-backed chairs. A small nightstand-like table had been set up right next to him and this was currently holding a bucket of ice containing a bottle of lightly chilled white wine and an empty glass.

Though his features were obscured by the shadows he was sitting in, Kianna could still tell that he was smirking at her, and so the pouting dark elf pointed her ears straight back as she glared back at him.

Having been stripped of her uniform, Kianna made an attempt to deny Anton a show by covering up as much of nakedness as she could, but much to her annoyance, it quickly became clear that he was more amused by her efforts than not.

“Stupid Master...” she muttered before looking away from him with a huff.

Chuckling softly, Anton shook his head as he took the bottle of wine from the ice and poured himself a glass.

Having given Fiona permission to practice some rope work on his slave today, Anton had no intention of participating directly in their activities, but was merely there to watch over them and make sure that the overly zealous Fiona didn't take things too far in her excitement and that a repeat of earlier incidents in which being restrained caused the dark elves to panic, didn't happen again.

And while he had every intention of also enjoying Kianna's company himself, in time. Forcing his little dark elf to wait that much longer, and having her go through an afternoon of torment at the hands of her sister, not only sounded quite entertaining, but was also a fitting punishment for the attempted kiss stealing little stunt she had pulled earlier.

Kianna's ears went from a straight back stance to up and alert just a moment before Fiona stepped out of the dungeon's walk-in closet and into the main room.

“Sorry to keep you waiting!” exclaimed Fiona as she strutted into the light and smiled broadly at her sister “Hopefully you didn't get too chilly...”

Stopping just in front of Kianna, Fiona's haughty confidence was on full display as she posed for her sister and showed off her outfit.

Dressed in skintight black leather pants with a bright red belt, arm length leather gloves, and a frilled equestrienne style dress shirt with a tiny red overcoat that was wrapped around her shoulders, Fiona had clearly embraced the woman in charge visage with her choice of attire. Her high heeled, knee length boots and the long, rolled up bullwhip hanging from her hip completed her slave tamer image.

Kianna let her eyes slowly rove over Fiona's outfit before bringing her gaze back up to her face.

“You look like the ringleader of a circus...” she said dryly “All you're missing is a top hat...”

Taken aback, Fiona blinked before pointing her ears straight back in anger.

“I! You! No I don't!” she cried in affront.

“Uh, yeah you do.” said Kianna as she folded her arms across her chest.

“...Why you little bitch! I do not look like a fucking ringleader!” exclaimed Fiona.

Kianna cocked an eyebrow before shifting her gaze over to Anton for confirmation. Following her lead, Fiona also turned to him and gave him an expectant look.

Anton stared back at them for a moment before suddenly becoming very interested in his wineglass.

“Okay, you know what! Fuck the both of you!” stated Fiona as Kianna smiled smugly “Neither of you know what you're even talking about!”

“Uh huh...” drawled Kianna as she cocked her hip and smiled cattily.

“...You know, you've got quite an attitude for a naked slave whose waiting to be tied up.” said Fiona as she stepped up to her sister.

Unable to utilize neither her mana nor her aura, as both were currently being barred by Anton via her collar, Kianna could do nothing but stiffen in unease as Fiona's aura suddenly surrounded her.

“I've had quite enough sass out of you...” mumbled Fiona as she summoned a green glowing riding crop into her hand and used it to lift Kianna's chin “Maybe I should do something about that mouth of yours... Maybe I should put it to work...”

With her boots currently giving Fiona several inches over her, Kianna couldn't help but to have to look up at her sister. She swallowed a lump in her throat as she watched Fiona's eyes begin to glow with a hungry looking red light.

“Or maybe I'll save that for later...” said Fiona as she smiled at the defiant nervousness in her sister's eyes “Maybe I'll start with you instead...”

Kianna couldn't help but to lightly jump as Fiona suddenly dropped her whip away from her chin and used it to slap lightly at her inner thighs.

“Spread your legs, slave...” said Fiona in a quiet but commanding tone.

Kianna was still for a moment before she pointed her ears straight back and reluctantly did what she was told.

“Now there's a good girl...” smiled Fiona as she let her whip fall to melt away and cupped her now free hand over her sister's slit “Let's see what you have for me here...”

Kianna couldn't help but to make a tiny sound in the back of her throat as she felt Fiona slowly slide her fingers between the lips of her sex a few times before tentatively slipping two of her fingers inside her. Clenching her jaw, Kianna balled her fists and resisted the urge to press her thighs together as Fiona's invading digits began to teasingly curl within her.

“Hmm... Not quite wet yet...” mused Fiona as she gleefully watched her sister squirm “But I doubt it would take much to get you there... Too bad for you though, that isn't the plan... Yet...

Tightening her hold and using the fingers she had inside Kianna as leverage, Fiona jerked her sister forward and held her against herself as she gazed down into her eyes.

“First it'll be the rest of you that I'll be focusing on instead...” smiled Fiona “Especially these parts...”

Eyes going wide in surprise, Kianna's ears pointed themselves straight upwards as Fiona suddenly took hold of her breasts and began to roughly mash them together.

“Oh yeah... I'm gonna have some fun with these puppies...” said Fiona as she laughed softly and playfully massaged the warm, soft mounds of female flesh “Gods alive, I can't wait!”

Kianna blinked as Fiona suddenly darted away from her.

“I've got to get ready!” exclaimed Fiona as she rushed over to a stack of furniture and quickly returned with another nightstand like table.

Kianna merely stood there and quietly watched as her sister then raced back and forth from one display case to another as she collected her supplies and brought them back to the table. Suddenly feeling exposed again in her nakedness, Kianna couldn't help but to cross her arms protectively over her chest as she watched a pile of ropes slowly begin to grow on the table.

“Uh, don't you think that's enough, Fiona?” she questioned as she continued to nervously eye the heap of ropes “I mean, do you really need this much rope just to practice with?”

Stopping short, Fiona stared at her sister for a moment before marching off to another display case.

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“Yeah. That's enough out of you.” she said as she came sauntering back with a white-colored ball gag held out in front of her “Your speaking privileges are hereby revoked.”

“Oh, c'mon! A gag too! Seriously!?” exclaimed Kianna as she held up her hands.

“Don't act surprised.” said Fiona with a smile “You knew this was bound to happen.”

Pointing her ears straight back, Kianna clenched her jaw and glared at her sister.

Still smiling, Fiona merely waited as she held the gag up to Kianna's tight lipped mouth.

After a short standoff, Kianna rolled her eyes with a huff and reluctantly opened her mouth.

“Good girl.” teased Fiona as she popped the ball in place and stepped around to buckle the gag tightly.

With her ability to speak clearly now cut off by the large white ball that was wedged between her teeth, Kianna's retort came in the form of a low grumbling growl of irritation.

“And to make sure you don't mess with it...” said Fiona gleefully “Let's get those hands locked away too, shall we!?”

Moving over to the pile of ropes, Fiona selected a nice 6 foot length of 8mm jute rope that had been dyed a bright white. She choose this particular style because despite it being softened to a comfortable degree with a bit of added nylon during its processing, its twined shape was still defined enough that it would leave clear impressions on a subjects skin if wrapped appropriately tight. And she was of course going to make sure that it was indeed, wrapped tightly enough to do so.

“Wrists together, slave...” smiled Fiona as she shortened her rope by folding it in half “And behind the back, if you will.”

Clenching her jaw, and driving the tips of her sharpened fangs into the gag's rubber ball in the process, Kianna clasped her hands together behind her back.

“Not like that. Keep your wrists pressed together, but make two fists.” said Fiona as she stepped around behind her.

When Kianna did as she was told, Fiona stopped for a moment to admire the shapely form in front of her.

With her shoulders rolled back, her arms held rigid against the gracefully smooth, arching slope of her back, and her hands held together at the wrists and resting over the soft mounds of her rump, Kianna was, in Fiona's eyes, a perfect example of true feminine beauty.

For years Fiona's dreams, both waking and not, had been filled with the tantalizing visages of the fairer sex. She dreamed of the smooth, round shapes, elegant curves and soft bends of the female form, and of moments just like this, moments in which she could freely enjoy the full splendor of just such a form in all of its spectacular glory.

And she dreamed of enhancing that form.

She dreamed of molding it, sculpting it, curling, bending, stretching and finally, binding it into the exotic shapes that she desired to see it in.

With her own hands, she would take a person and combine their helpless living flesh, with lifeless merciless bounds, and create art. Art that would showcase just how hauntingly beautiful the female form could truly be.

But that was getting ahead of things.

She still needed to practice this craft before she could ever hope to achieve her goal of turning a body into a work of art.

The idea of practicing was no less exciting for her though, as she had forever longed for a time wherein she would have full power over a waiting subject. And while deep down she knew full well that it was both a bit surreal that she would be using another dark elf's body for practice, and her own sister's body at that, and that Kianna was not truly her slave to do with as she pleased, the situation was still close enough to her dreams for her to fully enjoy it.

So now all but giddy with excitement, Fiona set to work on binding her sister's hands together.

Pulling what she thought was the correct pattern from memory, Fiona looped her rope around Kianna's wrists several times before back tracking and trying again and again. Unable to get things just right, she quickly grew frustrated enough to take a step back and fume.

“Hey. Don't move. I'll be right back.” she huffed as she stepped around Kianna and made her way back to the walk-in closet.

Blinking in confusion, Kianna waited and watched the closet until Fiona came sprinting back out of it.

“Sorry about that!” exclaimed Fiona as she speedily retook her place behind Kianna “Just needed to check something real quick...”

Crouching down to get a better view of what she was doing, Fiona hastily looped her rope back around Kianna's wrists and grinned as the type of binding she was aiming for finally began to take shape. When it was complete, Kianna's hands were separated by a length of rope wedged between them, and yet were still locked together at the wrists. This type of tie would leave enough rope for Fiona to loop the last bit of it upwards to the top of the wedge, where she could then tie it off in a knot that would be out of reach of Kianna's probing fingers.

That was the plan at least, but as she tried to tie off the rope it quickly became apparent that her knot wasn't going to work. And so, sighing in irritation, she stood up and without another word, stomped back to the closet.

Watching her go, Kianna cocked one of her ears in a questioning manner and turned to Anton.

Having a pretty good idea of what was going on, Anton got up from his seat and made his way over to the closet.

“Hello, Fiona?” he said as he knocked on the door frame.

“Yeah, yeah. I'll be right there!” growled Fiona from within “Just one sec...”

“What are you doing?” asked Anton.

There was a slight pause before Fiona huffed and appeared in the doorway.

“I'm just checking something real quick...” she grumbled as she indicated the book she was holding.

“Mm hm, I figured that was what you were doing...” nodded Anton as he eyed the cover of what was obviously a bondage guide book “Why don't you just bring your book out with you? Why are you trying to hide it?”

“Because it ruins the mood!” complained Fiona “...And also it's kind of embarrassing. I've read this book so much that I should already know how to do this. But I keep fucking up my loops, and I can't even get my knot right.”

“You're practicing.” said Anton with a shrug “And I'm sure you're excited, so it's no surprise that you'd be getting floundered a bit. Don't worry about it though. Just bring your book with you, learn how to do things right, and eventually you won't need it.”

Hesitating a moment, Fiona said nothing as she glanced down at her book.

“...It's going to be more embarrassing if you have to keep running back over her every few minutes.” chuckled Anton as he turned and made to head back to his chair “But you do this how you want to. Personally, if it was me, that book would be the last thing I'd keep hidden, and the first thing I would have shown to my slave.”

“...Huh? Why?” questioned Fiona as she followed after him.

Glancing over his shoulder at her, Anton grinned.

“Because I think it would be fun to show them exactly what I'm going to do to them.” he said around a smile.

Staring at him for a moment, Fiona smiled back.

“Okay, yeah, that's a pretty good idea.” she said as they both turned their eyes to Kianna.

Finding their attention on her, and registering their evil looking grins, Kianna's ears lowered themselves as she hunched her shoulders and whimpered nervously.

“Hey, slave...” cooed Fiona as she came up to her and held her opened book up for her to see “Check it out... What do you think of this?”

Staring at the picture of a naked, tightly bound, female model for a moment, Kianna's eyes slowly went wide as she looked up at Fiona.

“Yep. That's gonna be you in a little while. It's a pretty intense tie, huh? Says it's kinda tough to pull off too, for first timers at least. Don't worry though, I'll figure it out. And I'll make sure everything's tight enough that you'll look just like this.” smiled Fiona as she turned the book around and flipped to the page that she needed “But first things first... Gotta make you helpless...”

Whining miserably, Kianna looked down at her breasts and shuddered as Fiona stepped back behind her.

Having propped her book up on the table so she could see it clearly, Fiona made quick work with her knots, and with Kianna's hands now finally out of the way, she moved on to the next step.

Having Kianna kneel down until she was sitting on her knees, Fiona sat down with her and spent the next half hour clumsily looping rope around and in between her sister's bent legs as she worked to bind her up in what was, according to the book, called a “Frog tie” style of bondage. When she was finished, Fiona had left Kianna's legs bound in such a way that her ankles were molded against her thighs and she could no longer stand up at all. Thus she was trapped on her knees now, but with her legs tied up in such a way that her sex was still open and readily available.

Annoyed with this situation as a whole, Kianna spent her time mostly glaring at her sister while also taking tentative glances at Anton, as she was still very conscious of the fact that he was watching them.

Knowing full well how much pleasure he took in teasing and bullying her himself, there was little doubt in her mind that he would enjoy seeing her in the predicament that she was in now. And while she would much rather be playing with him at the moment, knowing that she was still giving him a good show was exciting enough on its own, or at least for now it was...

“Okay, that's done! Legs are good!” exclaimed Fiona as she stood up and rubbed her hands together “Now for the main piece!”

Kianna again whimpered nervously as she tightened her shoulders and hunched over in a bid to hide her bust.

“Aw, are you worried? That's so cute!” teased Fiona as she turned the pages in her book back to the tie she had shown Kianna earlier “And completely understandable...”

The bondage tie being showcased was a form of heavy breast bondage that consisted of an intricate rope harness that encased the entire upper torso, from the shoulders down to the belly, and acted as a frame from which ropes that were wrapped tightly around the base of subjects breasts could be anchored to.

Far and away it was sort of like a bondage style bikini top, though one that rather than actually cover the wearer's breasts, would instead expose and accentuate them as much as possible.

Fiona wasted no time as she began to set up the groundwork for this tie. She started by laying out all the lengths of ropes that she would need, and then draping several of them over Kianna's shoulders.

“Hold these for a sec...” she said as she gleefully measured out two lengths of rope by pulling them down and positioning them over Kianna's breasts.

With the looped ends of the rope left to rest teasingly just over her nipples, Kianna's chest tightened in anticipation.

Though she knew that her watching Master wouldn't let any real harm come to her, Kianna was also fairly confident that Fiona had no intention of being gentle with her in any way. And thus, while she had accepted her fate already, the nervous dark elf couldn't help but to worry that the uncomfortable looking tie would actually be painful for her to endure.

In an effort to put these thoughts out of her mind, Kianna let her eyes drift to the side and did her best to try and ignore what her sister was doing to her. This of course became harder and harder to do as she felt more and more of the ropes being looped and tightened around her body.

About midway through the tie, Fiona suddenly became frustrated with the rigid angle that Kianna's arms were being forced to rest in, as they were making it harder for her to complete her tie properly. And so she quickly untied her sister's wrists and preceded to instead fold her arms together behind her back, layering them from wrist to elbow before tying them back together.

Kianna just rolled her eyes as Fiona apparently felt the need to keep apologizing for having to redo this.

With Kianna's arms now in a better position, Fiona was finally able to incorporate them fully into her tie, and as the lengths of rope were threaded around her limbs, Kianna found that any attempt to move her arms resulted in the tightening of the rope harness that was quickly taking shape around her chest.

As her framework began to near completion, Fiona anchored it all down by vigorously wrapping a long length of rope around Kianna's belly, just below her ribs, and tying this off with a heavy knot. And as she viciously tightened this down, Kianna's waist began to take on a bit of an extreme hourglass shape.

Grunting softly as the air was forced from her chest by the tightening bounds, Kianna began to take in more rapid, shallower breaths to compensate for the lack of room she had been left to breathe freely with.

With everything else now ready, Fiona finally turned her attention to her ties main attraction.

“...Mm! Hmph!” grunted Kianna in surprise as her nipples were suddenly and ruthlessly pinched hard.

“Oooo, already feeling sensitive, are we?” mocked Fiona as she smiled at her sister's blushing glare and playfully rolled the captured nips between her fingers “Getting nice and hard too... That's just perfect!”

Embarrassed by her body's betrayal, Kianna pointed her ears straight back and growled through her gag.

“Hold the attitude for a little longer, sweety.” grinned Fiona “You can complain all you want when we're done. ...Which, we're almost there. Just one more spot to go.”

Lowering her gaze, Fiona smiled wickedly as she gave her sister's nipples another hard squeeze and set to work.

Taking the ropes she had earlier laid out over Kianna's breasts, and subsequently half covered by another part of the harness, Fiona made sure they still had enough slack before picking up another two lengths of even thinner rope.

“Bend over...” said Fiona as she placed her hand on her sister's shoulder and guided her forward “Right there... Perfect...”

Leaning forward enough so that her breasts were now hanging in midair, Kianna couldn't help but to lower her ears as she felt Fiona shimmy one of the lengths of rope into place and begin to furiously wind the cord around the base of her left breast.

With the second cord soon wrapped tightly around her sister's right breast, Fiona took the still hanging lengths, which were now buried beneath the many loops of rope and the makeshift harness, and used these to pull the bound breasts up and back before finally tying everything off behind Kianna's neck. Taking several more lengths of rope, Fiona then repeated this process two more times, though these ropes were subsequently anchored to the bottom and sides of the harness that encased Kianna's chest.

Whimpering as she was made to sit back upright by her sister's guiding hands, Kianna pointed her ears straight upwards as she looked down at what had become of her bosom.

When it was all said and done, the poor dark elf was left sporting a full dozen full loops of rope around the base of each of her ample breasts, and this caused the heavily confined female flesh to swell with the constriction and stand out like two luscious melons a full three inches away from her heaving chest.

Staring down at her bound bust, Kianna whimpered again and lowered her ears as her sister's hands slowly came into view.

Wrapping her fingers around each of Kianna's swollen globes, Fiona swore softly as she began to tentatively squeeze and fondle them.

“Damn... This came out perfectly...” she whispered excitedly as she looked over her handiwork “...So, does this hurt? Or does it feel good?”

“Mmm...” grumbled Kianna as she hunched her shoulders into a shrug.

While not in any actual pain, her bound breasts were certainly tingling with sensation as their now constricted state caused them to become quite sensitive.

“Fuck, this is sweet...” smiled Fiona as she continued to lightly and playfully bounce her sister's bound breasts “You know... I never really noticed before, but you've got some pretty big tits, Sis. Like these are some full fucking udders here... I wonder if I squeeze em hard enough, maybe I can get some milk to come out of em?”

“...Hmph!? Mm mm! Mm mm!” exclaimed Kianna as she pointed her ears straight upwards and frantically shook her head.

Laughing, Fiona moved her probing fingers to Kianna's nipples and began to rub them while smiling viciously.

“Aw, what's the matter? You don't want to be turned into a little moo cow!?” she teased “You'd rather stay the little dark elf slave bitch you are instead?”

Pointing her ears straight back, Kianna glared at her sister before looking away with a huff.

Still laughing softly, Fiona stared at her sister for a moment before her smile suddenly turn wicked again.

“You know, you've had a pretty shit attitude this whole time. But I think I've got an idea to fix that.” she said gleefully “This is something that will either be a complete blessing for you, or just straight up add to your torment. Which honestly, I'm good with either way!”

Turning to her, Kianna raised an eyebrow in suspicion as Fiona quickly stood up.

“You just sit tight, I'll be right back!” said Fiona as she mockingly patted Kianna on the head before turning and rushing off back to the closet.

Within moments the grinning dark elf returned with a curved, white, plastic shampoo-like bottle and an artists paintbrush.

“I actually just remembered I had this last night when I was thinking about what we did to Mica.” said Fiona as she sat down cross-legged in front of Kianna “It's too bad I hadn't thought about it back when we were torturing her. We could have really fucked her up with this!”

Staring at the bottle for a second, Kianna brought her eyes back up to her sister and gave her a questioning look.

“Don't worry. You'll find out what this is soon enough!” laughed Fiona as she cracked open the bottle.

“Hold on a second, Fiona. What is that?” asked Anton “And what exactly does it do?”

“Oh, this? Don't worry, it's nothing bad...” smiled Fiona “It's just, kind of like a special kind of lube...”

Anton cocked an eyebrow as he gave her an expectant look.

“...Okay, okay! It's a female aphrodisiac. A concentrated nymph extract to be exact.” explained Fiona “It's totally harmless though. And even organic. See, says right here on the bottle...”

Holding the bottle up, Fiona pointed at the label before continuing.

“It's not gonna hurt her, promise. It just amplifies a girls already existing arousal, and makes her super sensitive. In other words, it's just gonna drive her little slut ass crazy for a bit.” said Fiona as she smirked at her fuming sister “A quick soak of this should do wonders for her mood, and make the day a little more fun...”

“Ah, I see. How long does it last?” asked Anton as Kianna swiveled her head to him and gave him a wide eyed look.

“Just till you burn it up. It's not supposed to last forever or anything.” said Fiona “Basically we get her off a few times and she'll be back to normal.”

“Hmm, alright then. Go ahead with it.” said Anton with a chuckle.

“Mmph!” cried Kianna through her gag in affront.

“Sweet!” sang Fiona as she immediately stuck her paintbrush into the bottle and began to swirl it around “It's too bad this is clear and not black or white. It would actually be kind of funny to paint you in spots like a real moo cow... Maybe I'll get some body paint for next time. Oh! And some clamps with little cow bells on them for your nipples!”

“Hmph! Mm mm! Mm mm!” growled Kianna as she shook her head.

Still smirking, Fiona lathered up her paintbrush with the gel-like concoction and teasingly swirled a line of it around her sister's nipple, covering her areola as she went.

Kianna immediately shuddered as the sensation of having the paintbrush's bristles against her skin was far more intense than she had anticipated. Laughing at her reaction, Fiona quickened her pace with the brush, and within just a few minutes she had layered a full coat of gel across her sister's now glistening globes.

It didn't take long for Kianna to start feeling the effects of the concoction icing through her. This was mostly due to the fact that while she had been maintaining an aloof outward appearance, in truth, she was already, secretly, quite aroused.

Try as she might, she just couldn't help but to get excited by this whole scenario. Here she was, a poor, helpless, quivering victim being forced to suffer for the amusement and pleasure of more powerful beings. Her precious body, taken by force, bound, tormented, and turned into little more than an object to be put on display and played with... Played with... Soon... Soon there would be hands upon her, holding her, gripping her with need... Strong hands... His hands...

No longer paying attention to anything but the tight caress of the ropes that bound her body, and the thoughts of her Master's coming embrace, Kianna couldn't help but to roll her head back and start to moan longingly through her gag as the brush found its way to her nipples again and again.

Breathing through her nose, the dark elf's breaths became heavier and heavier as her thoughts began to swim in her head and her body slowly grew hotter and more sensitive with each stroke of the brush.

Her longing desire growing quickly, she arched herself further back and slowly spread her bound legs out wide and invitingly.

Smile still plastered across her face, Fiona silently praised herself for making the right choice with her tie. The bondage around Kianna's legs not only worked well enough to keep her in place, but also left her fully open and exposed. A fact that by the look of it, Kianna clearly appreciated as well.

“Oh, damn! I guess this stuff is already working!” she laughed gleefully “Aw. Does the little slut want some attention for her poor little cunt too? Well... Okay! Why not!”

With the brush soon swirling teasingly across her navel and pubic mound for several torturous minutes, Kianna let loose a long, low moan as it finally found its way to her aching sex.

“Better enjoy this while you can...” smiled Fiona as she ran her brush through her sister's nether lips a few times before flicking it lightly across her clitoris “Because the next step is you going up in the air... You're gonna hang like a sexy little wind chime... And who knows when you'll come down again... Hell, maybe we'll just leave you up there to suffer all night! Would you like that? Hm? Just let you- Hey!”

Ducking her head, Kianna dove forward and slammed herself straight into her sister as hard as she could, and pushed her back enough to topple her over. Moaning frantically, the panicked dark elf then turned to the side and scrambling as best she could with her bound legs, she raced straight towards Anton.

Having fallen backwards so unexpectedly, Fiona had thrown her arms up and inadvertently squeezed the bottle in her hand hard enough to spray a stream of the concoction out to splash across her face and chest, soaking her shirt as it did.

“Dammit! What in the Hell, Kianna!” she cried as she frantically wiped the gel away from her eyes “You stupid bitch!”

Seeing the unsteady dark elf coming towards him, Anton quickly rose from his seat to meet her along the way and dropping to his knees just before her, he caught her before she could fall on her face.

Falling into his arms, Kianna cooed loudly and happily as she feverishly nuzzled herself against him and clumsily climbed up onto his lap.

“Stupid bitch...” growled Fiona as she gathered herself up off the floor “Are you kidding me!?”

“Now Fiona, let's take this as a learning experience!” laughed Anton as he cradled his arms around Kianna in an effort to shield her from her menacingly approaching sister “This is exactly why you always fully restrain any slave that you're working with. Since you never know when they're going to do something unexpected.”

“Oh, I'll restrain this bitch alright!” seethed Fiona as she loomed over Kianna “I'm gonna staple this bitch's pussy lips to the floor!”

Turning to face her sister's outstretched hand, Kianna's eyes blazed with a furious, flaming red light as she bared her teeth as best she could around her gag, pointed her ears straight back in warning and let loose a murderous, animal-like growl.

Taken aback, Fiona instinctively pulled her hand back and the second she did this Kianna immediately turned to nuzzle her head back against Anton, laid her ears back submissively and continued cooing happily.

“I think you might have over did it...” chuckled Anton as Kianna began to press her gag against his face in an effort to kiss him “Pretty sure she's over the edge now...”

Fuming silently, Fiona merely stood there and stared as Anton gently held a now whimpering Kianna at bay.

Though her mind was too preoccupied to notice right then, Fiona had failed to wipe away the majority of the concoction that had been splashed on her. And as she stood there, staring at her sister's bouncing bottom, said concoction began to seep into her being and affect her system.

“...Over the edge, huh.” mumbled the dark elf to herself “Fine then, let's give her what she wants.”

Reaching out, Fiona grabbed a handful of her sister's hair and pulled her head back far enough to look her right in the eyes. Kianna's growls died in her throat as Fiona began to speak.

“You want to kiss him that badly, huh.” stated the dark elf “Well fine. I've got a way you can kiss him all you want.”

Blinking, Kianna creased her brow in question and groaned softly.

Yanking her further back, Fiona slid Kianna off of Anton's lap and back onto the floor before shoving her head down and burying her face into Anton's crotch.

“Whoa, hey there!” grumbled Anton in surprise.

“You want it, don't you bitch...” said Fiona in a quiet tone as she rubbed Kianna's face against Anton's hidden member “You want to kiss it so bad... Don't you!?”

Feeling her Master's manhood begin to stiffen against her cheek, Kianna's eyes widened in excitement and she couldn't help but to groan hungrily in affirmation.

“Right. Thought so. ...Hey, Master. ...Let's let her see it.” said Fiona.

Gazing down at Kianna for a moment, Anton grinned softly.

“Sure, why not...” he said as he lifted himself up on his knees a bit and shimmied his shorts down.

Held in place by her hair, Kianna's still widened eyes locked themselves to Anton's member the very moment it was revealed.

“There it is...” said Fiona as she unbuckled Kianna's gag, popped it out of her mouth and tossed it away “Let's give you a little taste...”

Still holding her tightly by the hair, Fiona eased her mewling sister closer and closer until finally, by sticking out her tongue, Kianna was just able to reach her goal.

Running the tip of her tongue across the head of her Master's hanging member, tiny excited whimpers started to emanate from Kianna's throat as Anton began to steadily rise and grow erect.

“That's right... Lick it up you little slut...” said Fiona as she used her free hand to reach back behind her sister “Kiss it good...”

Kianna's ears tightened themselves together behind her head as she felt Fiona's probing fingertips slip between her lower lips.

“Oh... Yes...” she moaned softly as she continued to reach for her Master “Please... Please let me have it...”

“Oh, I'm gonna let you have it alright!” smiled Fiona as she pulled her sister back and away from Anton “I'm gonna let you have it from all sides!”

“Ah! Wait! Wait! What are you doing!?” cried Kianna as her face was forced down against the floor.

“You stay right here. I'll be right back... And if you move, even an inch...” breathed Fiona as she lightly ran her fingertip down the length of Kianna's quivering ear in warning “I'll make you regret it... You hear me?”

The side of her face pressed against the floor and her bare bottom swaying back and forth in the air, Kianna groaned in misery as she nodded.

“...I said. Do you hear me!?” repeated Fiona.

“Yes!” whined Kianna.

“Yes, what!?” questioned Fiona.

“Yes, Mistress!” whimpered Kianna “I hear you, Mistress...”

“Good.” growled Fiona as she stood up and looked at Anton “Hey. Don't let her have it till I get back. Okay.”

“Hold on. What are you planning?” asked Anton.

“What? Isn't it obvious?” said Fiona as she gave Kianna a quick, vicious slap across her butt cheek “We're gonna split roast this little bitch!”

“Oh... Gods, yes!” groaned Kianna from her place on the floor “Please, please hurry!”

Laughing at her pitiful expression, Anton shook his head before turning back to Fiona.

“Okay, sounds good!” he chuckled.

At that Fiona took off back to the closet while Anton twisted around to work his shorts off completely.

“Master... I don't want you to worry, okay. I promise I won't bite you. I don't want to hurt you, I want you to feel good!” whined Kianna as she kept her face hidden against the floor “But... I, um...”

Lifting her head up just enough to peek up at him, Kianna had a timid, seemingly embarrassed look on her face.

“I, uh... I've never sucked a dick before, so I don't really know what I'm doing...” she whimpered nervously “So you, you have to tell me if I'm doing it wrong, okay! You have to tell me if it feels good, or not... Cause I really want it to feel good! I want to make you feel good... Okay?”

Staring at her for a moment, Anton dropped down low enough to rest at her level and reaching out, he cupped her cheeks in his hands as he held their foreheads pressed together.

“Kianna, I swear... You are just the sweetest, most pure hearted little deviant I have ever met...” he sighed around a smile “And I promise you, I will make sure that you know I am enjoying myself. Okay?”

“Yes! Okay!” cried Kianna as she nuzzled her nose against his and fought the urge to try and kiss him.

Chuckling softly, Anton rose back up and shook his head as he started running his fingers through the whimpering dark elf's hair.

“Okay! Enough cutesy shit!” exclaimed a now naked Fiona as she came strutting back up to them with the massive, rubber phallus of her dual sided, purple colored strap-on proudly leading the way “Let's get to fucking this bitch!”

“Yes! Finally! Gods, I want it!” cried Kianna as she bit her lip and stared longingly at Anton.

Dropping back to sit directly on the floor, Anton eased his legs open wide and began to stroke his member invitingly.

“Come and get it then.” he chuckled.

Wasting no time, Kianna rose back up to her knees and scrambled forward. Stopping just before Anton, she took one quick breath after another as she watched his member slowly grow in his hand. Once he was standing tall, she leaned over him and opened her mouth to try and engulf his full length.

The scent of her Master's musk filled her nose and made her system skip a beat as as the dark elf sealed her lips around his girth and lathered her tongue across the underside of his shaft. Struck by the intoxicating taste of him, she quickly gathered herself back together and lifting and lowering her head, she excitedly ran her lips up and down his length and began to vigorously suck on him.

“Now, Kianna... You wanna start a little slower than that, you need to build it up still...” instructed Anton as he placed his hand on top of her head to help guide her speed “There you go... Now you're getting it...”

Feeling the heat of her Master intensify as more blood was pumped into him, and enthralled by the sensation of helping him grow, Kianna became all but giddy as he quickly began to fill her whole mouth.

“Oh... You're doing good... Keep doing that with your tongue, Kianna...” breathed Anton as he lightly gripped her hair and encouraged her to pick up her speed “Yes... That's good... Like that...”

As focused as she was on Anton, Kianna couldn't help but to blink in surprise as she felt her sister's hand suddenly slide sensually across her backside.

“That's right, keep that rhythm going...” said Fiona as she used her whole hand to lube up her strap-on's dildo with more of the concoction “Don't worry about me, I'm fine back here...”

With her rear end pointed straight up into the air and her efforts to pleasure Anton causing her entire body to rock back and forth, Kianna had been inadvertently giving her sister quite the show with her swaying backside.

Mesmerized by the sight of her sister's dripping sex, Fiona tentatively slid the tip of her dildo in between Kianna's labial lips and smiled at the immediate results.

Refusing to skip a beat with her rhythm and thus forced to keep her body in motion, Kianna shuddered and moaned loudly in her throat as she was made to rub her own sex against the ribbed surface of her sister's dildo.

“Better get ready, bitch...” smiled Fiona as she slid the dildo back just enough to line it up with her sister's female opening “Cause you're about to start fucking yourself...”

Unable, and unwilling, to slow her pace, Kianna could do nothing but close her eyes and keep moaning as she began to tantalizingly bounce herself against the tip of the waiting dildo. It wasn't long before she felt it finally begin to slip inside her.

Easing her hips forward little by little, Fiona's eyes began to glow with excitement as she watched her sister slowly swallow away the dildo bit by bit. Once it finally bottomed out, she began to rock back and forth herself. Thrusting the dildo in and out of Kianna and slamming her hips against her backside in time with her sister's rocking motions.

Caught off guard, Kianna whimpered and clenched her thighs together as Fiona suddenly flipped a switch on a tiny remote and set both ends of her strap-on to start softly vibrating.

With all three participating parties now moaning and groaning in pleasure, it wouldn't be long before one of them finally broke, and in this particular case that one turned out to be Anton.

With Fiona's actions now driving Kianna to an even faster pace, the bound and hapless dark elf was forced to take Anton's member deeper and deeper into her maw. And with the hot, convulsing sides of Kianna's throat now constricting around him, Anton couldn't help but to let himself go.

Grabbing Kianna's head with both hands, he involuntarily tightened his grip on her hair as he pressed her down against him and drove himself as deep into her as he could go.

For her part, Kianna did her best to keep both her jaw and throat as relaxed as possible. Her eyes went wide as she heard Anton groaning loudly above her at just the same moment as she felt him begin to convulse violently within her mouth. In the next instant she clearly felt the white hot ropes of his seed spray themselves straight down the back of her throat. Swallowing gleefully several times over, the dark elf gasped and began to take in one frantic breath after another as Anton eased back and popped himself out of her mouth.

Continuing nonstop with her thrusting, Fiona began to laugh as she took in the sight of her two suddenly spent and collapsed partners.

“Oh... Yeah...” said Anton in a breathless state as he leaned back on his outstretched arms and rolled his head back “Great... Job... Kianna... That, was great...”

Whimpering happily from where she had let her head flop down against his crotch, Kianna shifted to the side and wrapped her lips back around her Master's quickly softening manhood.

Smiling up at the ceiling, Anton shook his head as he felt her begin to eagerly suck on him again.

“I'm gonna need another minute still, Kianna...” he chuckled as he gave her head a playful rub “You're gonna have to be patient for a minute...”

Kianna whined loudly in an over the top display of sorrow as she tried in vain to bring him back to life too soon.

Annoyed at being ignored, Fiona narrowed her eyes at the back of her sister's head as she redoubled her efforts against her. As she gazed further down at her bent over form, her eyes were suddenly drawn to Kianna's lightly puckering anus.

“...Heh. You know, it's been a while since we've played with this hole.” she mumbled to herself.

Slowing her pace, Fiona eased the glistening dildo out of its current encasement and began to lightly bounce it against her sister's second orifice.

Kianna's eyes immediately widened to their fullest and her ears pointed themselves straight upwards as she registered the probing dildo.

“No, no, no, no!” she cried as she threw back her head “Stop! What are you doing!”

“Huh? ...What does it feel like I'm doing?” smiled Fiona “I'm fucking you! Obviously!”

“No, not there!” whined Kianna as she quickly looked from her sister to Anton and back “Not now!”

“...What? Why not? What's the matter?” asked Fiona as a knowing smirk crossed her face “I thought you liked having this happy little hole fucked with?”

“I! You! ...Shut up!” cried Kianna as frantic tears began to form in her eyes.

“What's going on?” questioned Anton.

“Nothing!” exclaimed Kianna as she turned to him and flattened her ears back submissively.

“I don't know!?” sang Fiona “I was just playing with Kianna here, and she started to freak out... It's almost like she's hiding something... From you!?”

“I! No! I, I!” stammered Kianna as her eyes filled with clear panic.

Anton blinked in surprise as Kianna buried her face in his crotch and Fiona began to laugh.

“Are you serious right now!? C'mon!” cackled Fiona as she playfully slapped Kianna's hips with both hands “He's not gonna care!”

“Care about what?” asked Anton “What's going on?”

“What's going on, is this little bitch is apparently embarrassed about you finding out that she likes to get buttfucked!” laughed Fiona “No idea why she would hide that?”

“Because-!” started Kianna before she trailed off into another whine.

“...Because, why?” asked Anton.

Squirming in obvious discomfort, Kianna tilted her head to the side and peeked up at Anton with a single tear filled eye.

“Because...” she whimpered as she tightened her ears together behind her head “I didn't want you to think I was gross...”

Anton was still for a moment as he stared at her.

“Oh, Kianna... My poor, sweet little dark elf...” he said as he smiled down at her and laid his hand on top of her head “Where would you even get that idea? I could never think that about you!”

Her expression turning hopeful, Kianna whimpered as Anton began to caress her head in a reassuring manner.

“Kianna, you are a very free woman when it comes to sexual acts and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that.” said Anton “And the last thing I would ever want to do is make you feel uncomfortable about something that you enjoy. I want you to be happy, you silly little thing! And if a bit of anal is what it takes for that to happen, then so be it!”

“Told you he wouldn't care...” mumbled Fiona in an absent tone as she began to grind her strap-on's inner vibrating dildo against her own clitoris “Oh... Yeah... That's the spot...”

“No more hiding things.” said Anton as he gently ran his fingers down the length of Kianna's long ear “From now on, you need to tell me exactly what you want. Because I want to know, Kianna. Just like how you want to make me feel good, I want to make you feel good too... Okay?”

Kianna stared at him for a moment before she slowly began to rise back up to her knees.

“Fuck me...” she whispered softly as she worked to climb up on top of him.

“What?” chuckled Anton as the dark elf began to feverishly rub her bound breasts against his chest “What did you say?”

“I said, fuck me...” breathed Kianna as her eyes began to smolder with desire “Please. Please fuck me... I want to be fucked, hard... Right now... Please... Fuck me as hard as you can!”

Seeing the clearly desperate need in her eyes, and acutely aware that she was now grinding her dripping sex against his crotch, Anton smiled softly.

“Sure, why not.” he said as he looked past her to where Fiona was still busy with pleasuring herself “Fiona!”

“What...” grumbled the dark elf through her clenched teeth.

“Come over here.” said Anton as he held Kianna steady with one arm while rising to his feet “I need you to help me fuck your sister.”

“...Did you just cuss?” questioned Fiona as she pointed her ears straight upwards in surprise “...Wait? Come again!? What do you want!?”

“You heard me.” smiled Anton as he stood up and, taking hold of the rope bindings wrapped around her upper thighs, lifted Kianna into the air “Now c'mon! You take that end, and I'll handle this side.”

Seeing her sister's round bottom being invitingly swung back and forth, Fiona smiled gleefully.

“Yes sir! Right away sir!” she cried as she grabbed her bottle of concoction and quickly dumped more of its contents across her strap-on's dildo “Just let me get lubed up here!”

“Grab these ropes, and help me hold her steady.” said Anton as he teasingly ignored Kianna's overly excited gaze.

“One sec, let me get this in position...” said Fiona as she pressed the head of her dildo against her sister's anal opening “Just got to get it in place...”

Biting her lower lip in anticipation, Kianna couldn't help but to let loose a long, murmuring groan as she felt the tip of the dildo pop inside her.

“Best stay relaxed, slave...” breathed Fiona as she grabbed hold of a rung of ropes and began to lightly sway her hips to drive her dildo in just a bit deeper.

“Let's try to keep things moving in tandem, if we can.” said Anton as he probed about with his quickly hardening member “And whatever you do, do not just let go of her!”

“Right, right... I won't.” reassured Fiona.

“Oh, Gods... Oh, yes... Please hurry! Both of you, hurry!” whined Kianna as she felt Anton finally slip inside her “I can't take this anymore!”

Laughing together, Anton and Fiona started a countdown before one after the other, they each began to vigorously thrust themselves into the dark elf hanging between them.

Impaled by both sides and having never felt so full before, Kianna quickly lost all sense of herself as she began to drown in blissful pleasure.

Soaked as she was in her sister's concoction, it wasn't long before her overly stimulated body was driven over the edge and rocked by an intense, mind numbing orgasm.

Though she wasn't even consciously aware of it happening at the time, she literally began to scream out in bliss as she drenched her two partners in a rain of her feminine fluids.

For their parts, both Anton and Fiona each lost themselves in their own hectic rhythms. Battering the body held aloft between them, their two opposing forces rarely ever collided with each other and even when they did, it was only a brief bump in the road on their race towards their own pleasured goals.

Having already been spent just recently, and being the only one not affected by Fiona's concoction, Anton was the one to last the longest this round. A fact he quickly became aware of when Fiona's aid in helping to hold up her sister, suddenly slackened.

Knees buckling beneath her, Fiona couldn't help but to drop back as she struggled to stand on her weakened legs. Not wanting to drag her sister down with her, she surrendered to her plight and began to let go of the ropes.

“Sorry! Sorry! I can't hold it, anymore... It's all you now, big guy...” she groaned as she doubled over, pressed her vibrating dildo as hard against her clit as she could, and dropped to the floor to ride out the waves of her climax as they washed violently through her body.

Alone in his efforts now, Anton heaved Kianna up into his arms and held her bound torso pressed against himself as he continued to pump away at her. Quickly reaching his limit, he let his head roll back over his shoulders, squeezed Kianna tightly and moaned in pleasure as he released himself deep inside the now quivering dark elf.

Frozen in his final act for a moment, Anton frantically worked to regain his balance as he suddenly stumbled backwards.

With his arms still locked around Kianna, he found purchase in his step again and moving slowly, made his way back to his chair, where he then flopped down in exhaustion.

“Oh... Hell... You two are going to be the death of me...” he mumbled softly around a smile.

Dropping down to sit on her bottom, Fiona tossed her head back and cried out in triumph.

“Fuck!” she exclaimed happily “That was great!”

Chuckling softly as he gave his mewling dark elf a quick squeeze, Anton absently nodded in agreement.

“Yeah... It was...” he breathed as he let his head loll to the side and closed his eyes.

His attempt at rest was soon thwarted as he felt the bondage clad beauty in his lap begin to stir. A thin smile spread across his face as he was forced to twist his head away from Kianna's sneaking lips.

“Really... You're still gonna try that?” he chuckled as he tightened his arms around her in an effort to hold her in place “You forever naughty little dark elf!”

Upset at being caught, Kianna whimpered miserably as she nuzzled her face into the side of his neck.

After this, the room went quiet for several minutes as everyone caught their breaths.

This stillness was broken when Anton opened one eye and gazed down at where Fiona was laid out on her back across the floor.

“...Hey, Fiona.” he called softly.

“What...” mumbled the dark elf.

“Can you change the dildo out on that strap-on?” he asked “Or if not, do you have another one that's clean?”

“...Both. I can do both.” said Fiona as a smile spread across her face “Why do you ask?”

“Because after I take this breather... And maybe get myself a potion... I'll be ready to go another round.” said Anton around a smile “Only this time, I want to switch sides...”

Registering both what he had just said, and Fiona's laughing affirmation, Kianna's ears pointed themselves straight upwards as she began to tremble uncontrollably and whimper in excitement.