Return of the Angels
She tugged at the chains that tied her to the bed. The metal cuffs around her wrists were large and clamped tight. She had barely any chain to wander the room. All she could manage was to walk to the end of the bed, and only end up coming up to a stop that yanks her arm behind her if she tries to take another step. Sometimes she believes that the chains had magic around them as sometimes she has been tucked back and forced to land on the floor. She had located where the chains were coming from. Just above the bed headboard, there were two holes that the chains were coming out of; it also seemed as if there was a mechanism inside that either allowed her to walk a long or short distance.
"E-excuse me…m-ma'am…" she swung around, getting into an offensive stance until she looked upon a scared out of her mind servant girl. She stepped back when she had swivelled around in a stance of attack, but seeing Celine lighten her expression, she lost a little of her fear. But not all of it disappeared. She had long blue hair to her mid-back and she wore a cute blue maid outfit. Her eyes were brown, gentle and full of fear. Celine knew this was a human, forced to obey the creep, and she felt like consoling the girl. Suddenly Celine was yanked to the ground by the chain. She braced herself with her arms and glared at the two holes in the wall.
"Ma'am, are you alright?" the girl said as she raced over to her side. Celine watched out of the corner of her eyes as the girl knelt beside her. She lifted herself till she was sitting and yanked the chains, defiance clearly in her eyes. The girl reached out a hand, not quite touching her. "M-ma'am…?"
Celine turned to look at her. "He sent you in here, didn't he?"
"He, ma'am…?"
"That guy that runs this place…!"
"Master Raziel…?" saying his name on her lips made her tremble. So that was why her fear was not going away. She feared Raziel!
"You don't have to use that word around me," Celine stated to her, using an encouraging smile.
"But if he finds out…" she looks around the room as if expecting someone or something to be listening in. "…I'll be punished…" she said in a hushed voice as she turned back to face her.
"If he does anything to you, I'll hurt him!"
"But he's dangerous, ma'am," despite her words that were against her words, her eyes held a sudden shine of hope.
"I'm a soldier from the Guardian Force," Celine says proudly. "When I get out of these," she lifts up her hands and rattles the chains to emphasize her point, "he'll wish that he never messed with me."
"The Guardian Force…?" her hope blossomed even further. "I've heard so much about them. I've dreamt to become like the females in there, to be so smart, so beautiful and able to fight so well." Celine smiles as she reveals how much she idolises those from the Guardian Force. "Do you know the beautiful new girl named Celine?" she asks with such idolism in her face.
"Yeah, I know her," she says, smiling a small smile. If she told the girl that she was Celine, some of that hope would falter, she couldn't have that. "She's an angel, you know."
"A…angel…? A real life angel…?" Celine nodded. "She's got powers, wings and a halo?"
This girl dreams big about angels. But not all of them were as kind as books make them out to be. "Angels don't have halos, well not the ones I've seen. Celine, she's wingless at the moment, but she's definitely getting closer to gaining them. She's got powers too and she'd discover them as well."
"I heard she was an Imperial soldier before she found out that she was an angel."
"She was, but thanks to her current friends, she was able to see the light and hope. She's made a huge turnaround and now she's working for the peace for this planet."
"I hear she's the reason why the demons are even attacking this planet."
Celine's heart saddened at hearing such hopelessness. "She'll defeat them," she says encouragingly. "She swears that on her life."
"What is this?" they both turn to see the male that had entered. Raziel stood there with his arms crossed and his blazing blue eyes looking at the girl with hatred. "Marie, I gave you a specific order to prepare her for bed, and she still remains in her battle outfit." He moves forward. "For your disobedience, you'll be punished accordingly." He goes to grab her, but Celine beats him to it. Grabbing her wrist and forcing her behind her, she stands up against Raziel with her eyes narrowed into a glare. He looks down at Celine, his blazing blue eyes slightly wide with surprise.
"I believe you've got me and your stupid chain to blame for that." She says with venom in her voice.
He glances to the wall where he chains remained still. "It seems that it has a liking to you." He turns to her and grabs her chin and she gritted her teeth. "Just like I do," he grins at her, but soon pain distorted his features as she stamps hard on his foot and he instantly releases her.
"Sorry buddy, but I've already got plans with someone else," she says glaring down at him. She watches as he stands up, pain forgotten and composure returned. "You do anything to her when she's done absolutely nothing wrong, I'll be beating you so hard that you'd wish you'd have released me the other day."
He looks behind her at Marie, eyes narrowed and she shrinks in fear. He returns his eyes to her. "Seems like you've made a friend in your little prison… So be it, I won't punish her this time. If I find her doing something wrong, I will punish her." He turns and swiftly walks to the door. He turns as the door opens up for him. "I'll be back within the hour, so she best be prepared for bed by the time I get back," with that he walks out, leaving the pair alone to their own torturing silence of fear or anger.
"I could just rip out his throat and feed it to a dog to chew on!" Celine gritted angrily, turning around to face Marie. Her composure had returned, but her fear had increased. "Oh, dear," she walks over to Marie and embraces her into her warmth. She was smaller than her by many inches. She only reached an inch below her shoulder. "I won't let him do anything to you, I promise."
"It's not always possible to stop him from doing everything. Eventually he'll punish me…" she stepped away and wiped her tears with her wrists.
"So what about this preparing me for bed business?"
"It's exactly as it means, ma'am…" she says, a little more confidently.
"I can already guess that he's going to punish you if he doesn't get done," she sighed. "Let's get this over with."
XxX
Celine had finished in the bath, taking up forty-five minutes. She came out refreshed and actually feeling much better in herself knowing that she was clean. Her long hair felt like silk again and Marie loved the feel of it between her fingers a she played around with the strands. She sat in a towel, her wrists once again bound by the chains that only had opened for her to bathe, but the moment she entered she was strapped in them again. Marie was brushing through her hair with the brush, going at it with a slow pace.
The clock on the desk suddenly chimed in a gentle warning melody and Marie froze. She exchanged a look with Celine through the mirror, panic within her eyes. They only had five minutes before Raziel was expected to come back. Standing up from the stool, Celine nodded at her, her mind in turmoil of what was going to happen to the pair of them. Marie came back with a bundle of clothing in her arms that Celine looked at with a raised eyebrow. She took the straps and allowed the material to flow down into a lovely see through dress tainted with red.
"There is no way I'm wearing that…" Celine said stepping back away from it. Marie looked at the clock with wide eyes. Celine watched as she swallowed the lump in her throat and looked back at Celine, pleading for help. The nightgown was definitely one where Marie knew that no girl wanted to wear in front of Raziel. "As long as I'm wearing something underneath…" she says to her.
"Bras and pants…anything more and I'll be…" she didn't finish the sentence, knowing that her new friend, although her master's prisoner, already knew. Celine nodded again and Marie instantly went somewhere and came back with black and red laced bras and pants. Celine groaned, but nevertheless allowed her to dress her in the material.
XxX
Celine was fidgeting with the dress's frilly strap when Raziel came through the door a few minutes later. Marie had left once she had done what she was ordered to do. She fumbled with a strand of her hair around her finger, biting her lip, trying her hardest not to groan at the exposing outfit. She even hated what she had to wear underneath it. The undergarments were too sexy for her tastes. What were his plans with her tonight? Surely he was not doing a 'no touching' strict policy. With his men perhaps yes, but with himself, probably not.
"Don't you look…ravishing…" he said standing behind her, his nose sniffing at her hair.
She watched him from the mirror and she saw that he was watching her with his blazing blue eyes. His hands travelled down her arms and then circled around her waist. She swallowed the lump in her throat and clenched a fist by her side. The chain slightly tugged her arm in warning. She couldn't stand watching him as he watched her so she turned her head away, refusing so hard to not look at him again. The more she seemed to look at him the more anger blooms within.
He chuckles, a glorious sound that made something within her stumble. "You're embarrassed," he said next to her ear. "How cute…"
"You best not punish her…" she threatens.
"It's like you've said, she's done nothing wrong to warrant punishment. Unless there's something you're hiding from me, sweet Celine."
"What I'm hiding is a death note that I'm waiting to hang over your head."
"Haven't you already put it there?" he asks.
"What use would that be? If I'm the only one to know about it and I'm chained in your stupid bedroom…"
"I do think it's about time I were to give you punishment for your threats." She looked at him through the mirror, her sapphire blue eyes narrowed darkly. "I do hate to have to do this to someone so beautiful, but if I allow you to say whatever you want and do whatever you want, then my authority is going to be challenged." He unwraps himself from her and steps back. "Don't say I didn't give you fair warning."
"You haven't given me fair warning!" she growled. She spun around to face him. "This is your first one!"
"I do need to keep my reputation amongst my workers…" he watches as the chain snaps open and falls to her feet. She looks at him proudly but she doesn't understand what was going on. Something coils around her waist, around her wrists and ankles and snatches her up into the air. "Just so you know these particular tentacles love angels so much that some have known to die through them. But I've no doubt someone as powerful as you will survive it."
"What is this?"
"My dear, this is what I'd call punishment to someone like you." He grins at her and she glares. "Besides, it'll break you in until I decide if I want to add something to the mix."
She was about to say something when he spoke first.
"It's nothing to do with pain… Well in truth it has it in the mix if you don't like that sort of thing, but then again, I think I'll quite enjoy myself through this particular punishment." He grins. "Marie went through the same thing, but you see, she had a gentler one, nothing like this one that's going to deal with you."