Stories of the Relic: The Book of Keilari —Part 5- Ready and Revelations
By
Alexander Kung

As Denise and Gia get ready for their adventure of San Francisco, Chris learns a bit more about his new house guest

San Francisco- 2010

Angelo Seacrest looked out at the beautiful view of the San Francisco bay from his large office in the Trans America Building deep in thought. After many years of fruitless searching, the book of Subjugation was finally in his grasp only to be denied again and again. That didn’t sit well with the silver haired man of privilege who was used to getting what he wanted.

“First that fool Sanderson” he spat with distaste “And now this little punk Kagawa”

Neither deserved such a powerful book he thought as paced the floor. They had not had the pedigree to own such an item. Not like him, a member of society’s elite who deserved to own a Keilari. Waiting was not an option anymore, so he would take what he wanted. If by violent means then so be it.

“Let just hope you haven’t completed the blood binding ritual, Mr. Kagawa” he said to himself touching his chin “That just might complicate matters”

~O~

Chris opened the book with a bit of apprehension not exactly sure he wanted know anything more about his strange guest. Opening the book, the strange arcane writing started to glow and from into English lettering.

He felt his stomach turn as read the twisted and disturbed thoughts of her former masters. From the time Gia was trapped into the book it was as if every master she had tried to force her into submission by brutal force and sheer mental torture. Trapped into dark damp dungeons, forced to live wading in her own filth, fed scraps or forced to feed on the rats. Treated like a worthless animal or sick plaything.

“Jesus Christ” thought Chris.

Her first master was a Keilari named Dragomir, a name meaning peace of all things. It was quite a cruel irony since he was such a heartless bastard. He was a huge stocky black bearded brute of a man with dark almost black eyes. His taste for cruelty knew no bounds. If Gia could talk she would have begged for mercy but it would have fell on deaf ears.

One of his favorite pastimes was flogging his androgynous slave until she was a bloody mess. It was almost a sick and twisted game. He would demand complete submission from the girlish boy with the defiant eyes, and enjoyed trying to beat the resistance out of her. About 6 months later he was found impaled on a pike in his castle.

Chris skipped ahead to master number 14 who was a vile female sadist by the name of Elena Lexoux. She was a vain woman who felt her youth and beauty slipping away and was very bitter about it.

Gia hoped that with this first female master, she would be kinder than the male masters but that wasn’t the case. In fact she was not only as cruel as the males, but maybe even worse. From the beginning she became insanely jealous of Gia’s feminine looks. For a supposed boy to look so pretty was unforgivable.

She had Gia brutally chained in her cellar; beating her daily with a riding crop and cutting her face with a dagger as if to take slice the looks from Gia who she felt did not deserve such beauty. The fact the Gia healed fast only enraged her more.

At night as if to further humiliate her, Elena snatched by the hair dragging her to her horse stables. She tied her down on a down on the feed rack as Gia struggled viciously. She laughed as she watched with a sort of dark glee while Gia screamed in agony as Elena’s prize stallion forced itself on her. 6 months later Elena along with her price horse were found ripped to unrecognizable pieces

Christopher cringed and felt a bit nauseous as he read on. No wonder she acted like she was frightened and distrustful of him.

He again skipped ahead, this time to master number 20. He was a German officer by the name of Reinhart Bauer. Chris held his stomach as he realized that he one of Nazi Germany’s notorious butcher doctors. The experiments he performed on her were nothing short of horrifying.

He dripped chemicals into her eyes to change her eye color only to blind her. Tossed her into a vacuum chamber to see how she would fare with no air. He brutally cut off limbs and performed surgery without anesthesia. After each experiment Gia’s body would heal perfectly but obviously traumatic to the mind. He took a grotesque delight in having a practically immortal and indestructible test rat. No mater what he did to it, it would remain obedient and compliant.

Unsatisfied with Gia’s androgynous form, He performed his grandest experiment. He fashioned himself a Michelangelo of the flesh . Strapping Gia to a cold medical table, he stabbed 10 needles into her arms connected to very large bags of clear liquid.If his theory was correct, by administering a large dose of female hormones to his lab rat it would jump start a second female puberty.

This experiment had killed many others but as Gia survived all the other experiments,he was ghoulishly interested in on how this would affect Gia

It was not pleasant as Gia, felt her body felt as if it was on fire. She fell extremely ill as her body temperature rose to 51 °C. Beads of sweat covered her whole body as her vision started to go blurry. She gritted her teeth as she tried to fight the heaviness in her eyes but to no avail. Slowly she fell under, her only sign of life was her chest rising slowly. For a full month she lay prone, barely alive as the strange liquid cocktail was pumped into her body.

When she finally awoke, she felt her body had changed. She no longer had a flat chested skinny boyish shape. Instead it was formed into a very voluptuous shapely and well endowed female form. A sinister grin formed on her face as she felt her collar break. Growling she ripped off the restraints binding her to the table. Officer Reinhart was found with his heart ripped out of his chest.

Slapping the book shut and racing to the bathroom Chris vomited into the toilet. He was far beyond disgusted. Why… why would anyone do such a rotten things to Gia.

“I’m not like them!!” thought Chris “A grouch? Yes. A Jerk? Yeah I can be. But I’m not like that!”

Looking back into the toilet he noticed a little bit of blood. Taking a deep breath and washing his mouth out. He put the pain out of his mind and headed back to his desk. He’d see the doctor tomorrow… Maybe…

After reading about what she did to Niccolo and her previous masters, he was now hesitant to let her leave with Denise.
However if what she said was true then she would be no danger to due to his ground rules. Still it wouldn’t help to check up on them to be sure.

Picking up his cell phone he dialed her number. It rang twice before an ultra cheery voice answered.

“Hiya Chris-tee-fer” said Denise “How are you?”

“Better” asked Chris hearing a ruckus going on in the background “How’s Gia doing”

“Aww and I thought you were calling about me” said Denise in a pouty voice “Don’t ya love me?

“Um..i ..errr” stumbled Chris turning bright red

“Hehehe” giggled Denise “You are so easy to tease. I can so hear you blushing.”

“Why do you mess with me like this” asked Chris

“Because it’s so fun!” said Denise “Gia’s fine, we are bonding so don’t worry”

From the background a blood curdling scream was heard followed by a feral growling

“What the hell was that?” asked Chris

“I think she found my clowns” said Denise

“Clowns?!?

“Uh gotta go!” said Denise as hung up the phone

A look of confusion fell over Christopher’s face as he hung up the phone. Clowns? Denise hates clowns, why the hell would she have some in her place?

~O~

Gia fell on her ass as she crawled quickly back to a nearby wall. She fanglessly hissed at the three tall and hideously smiling monsters. It was a trap she knew it, she should have known better than to trust those humans

“Don’t worry about the clowns” said Denise looking at monsters “They are harmless statues”

Helping Gia to her feet, she smiled and punched one of the statues knocking it over.

“Go ahead” said Denise gently “Hit one. You’ll feel better”

Gia pulled back her fist and punched the head off one of the statues.

“Awesome!” said Denise clapping her hands “See don’t you feel better?”

“Why do you have such large frightening statues in your house?” wrote Gia

“Well, I have a fear of clowns and I was told that the best way to was to have something like that to help get over it”

“Does that work?” wrote Gia

“Don’t know…. I hope so. Anyhoo, come on Gia” Denise said pulling her by the arm toward a large walk in closet “Let’s get you some clothes”

Gia smiled a bit as she followed the crazy red head girl. She let her opinion of the girl soften a bit for now. Perhaps humans weren’t so bad. Well maybe just this one.

Gia noticed that Denise’s living quarters were a far far cry from Christopher’s. Whereas her master was neat and somewhat orderly, Denise was chaotic and a bit messy. Her place was a mish mash of studio sets, strange art and clothes strewn all over the place.

“Okay” said Denise cheerfully “Let’s get you out of these jammies”

Gia looked a bit hesitant as she wasn’t sure if she should undress or not

“Don’t be shy, Gia” purred Gia “Its Okay”

Without a hint of hesitation Denise pulled off Gia’s oversized woolen pajamas causing Gia to gasp in surprise as she found herself instantly naked. Turning bright red she quickly covered herself from the red headed girl.

“Hey, were both girls right?” smiled Denise grabbing a measuring tape “So it’s no problem right?”

Gia shook her head as she slowly removed her hands revealing her secret. Looking down at the floor she started to sob and cry. This nice girl would probably see her as a freak

“Hey Hey” said Denise gently giving her a hug “Its okay. No need to be ashamed. I know a lot of girls like you.”

“Really?” wrote Gia

“Yeah” said Denise gesturing to her wall of models “See the girls on my wall?”

“They are very beautiful” wrote Gia

“What if I told you that almost half of them are just like you?” smiled Denise

“They are?”

“Yep” said Denise “So let’s get you some clothes and head out okay? Are you looking forward to that?”

“Yes” wrote Gia with a smile

“Ok so let’s make you pretty” said Denise “This is going to be soooooo Awesome!”

~O~

After vomiting blood, the pain in his stomach and the revelation of the book, it was safe to say that it took a bit out of Christopher. However after the pain finally subsided and he mentally digested what he had read, he was finally able get comfortable on the couch. He yawned and stretched out,closing his tired eyes. He was just about to settle into a comfortable sleep, when…

*KNOCK KNOCK*

“Oh come on!” whined Chris as he yawned and shuffled to the door. “Jesus! Is it too much to fucking ask to get some damn sleep around here?”

Half awake he unlocked the door. As he opened the door, it swung open widely causing Chris to step back as two blurs quickly zipped past him.

“Hey sleepyhead!” beamed Denise spinning around “So how do we look?”

As he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, He was thinking of something rude and smartassed to say. As his vision cleared, his jaw dropped at the sight.

Denise, though he would never really admit it to her face, always looked beautiful. Now she looked even more stunning. She toned herself down a bit but wow did she look good. She still had her bright red hair in pigtails, tastefully done makeup and wearing a simple black dress that hugged every inch of her curvaceous body with long thigh high heeled boots.

Looking to his right, he saw Gia. He thought she was kind of cute before but now she looked gorgeous. Her long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her makeup done just enough to enhance her pale skin and, wearing a very low cut top with a sheer fishnet sleeves, tight leather pants and high heeled strapped boots. Just wow!

“Why the goth/metal head look?” asked Chris avoiding the question

“Well I couldn’t exactly have her look like a church girl with her wearing a SPIKED COLLAR, now could i?” laughed Denise

“Good point” said Chris

“Now quit avoiding the damn question” purred Denise

“Um you both look very beautiful” said Chris looking away “Extremely beautiful”

“Hear that? That rare” she said elbowing Gia playfully “Chris giving a compliment!”

“Don’t get used to it” Chris said dryly

“And there’s him back to being his grouchy self” teased Denise “Boy I swear you really need to get laid”

“Out! Both of you!” snapped Chris gently pushing both girls on the butt out the door

“OOOOOOH! Getting bold grabbing our asses” squealed Denise “Maybe if your good we’ll have a threesome when we get back”

Gia bit her lip trying not to laugh at the expression on Christopher’s face. It was as if his brain had ground to a halt. He just stopped in his tracks turning fully red unable to look either one in the eyes. She had to admit that all teasing and his reactions to it were kind of cute. Never did she have a master that was bashful like that. And the way he was turning red as a beet was not an act.

“You’re an intriguing one, Christopher” thought Gia with a smile

“Okay enough Denise” said Chris regaining his composure “Both of you go have fun and leave me alone”

“Meanie!” said Denise playfully pouting

“And Gia” said Christopher “Do you remember my ground rules?”

Gia nodded yes. She was hoping he would not go back on his word like all the other masters would. But she doubted he would for some reason.

“Ok” said Chris pushing them out into the hallway and shutting the door

“Just admit it already!” Denise yelled at the door “You wouldn’t mind have a nice little ménage á  trios with us!”

“Just get lost and have fun!” yelled Chris back through the door “Don’t stay out too late!”

Both girls smiled satisfied that they fully embarrassed Chris as they walked off.

“Do you two always talk to each other like that” wrote Gia on her dive slate

“Always! He’s my friend” smiled Denise “Though I don’t know what I'd do if he ever took me seriously!”

“Do you love him?” wrote Gia

“I …. I don’t think he likes me that way” stuttered Denise avoiding the subject “Let’s go check out San Francisco. You ready?

Gia nodded her head and smiled. She was looking forward to seeing this strange new world. She would put her trust in Denise for now. As for Christopher, well she was still undecided..

As the girls left the building, an expensive car occupied by two well dressed men pulled up across the street. Putting the car in park, the driver pulled out a cell phone and punched in a phone number

“Mr. Seacrest , I think we have found what you are looking for” he said with a sinister fanged smile