NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 10 – What Did Mary Do in The Bed? No, but Seriously. What DID Mary do in the Bed?
“Good old dorms,” Cinthia shamelessly dropped the overly large back with the mysterious contents next to Elana’s bed.
This displeased Mary greatly. “You-” She seemed to struggle to find the correct words. “You brute!”
But this only encouraged the older, more imposing woman, who returned a toothy grin. Cinthia was about to reply, but…
“Enough of this fooling around.” Elana circled the room. It felt alien, yet her memories contradicted the feeling. Everything was as she had left it.
The cosmetics were next to the mirror. The closet was full of sparkling clean uniforms. The bed was… Not the same. Elana knew she had left the pillow in a different spot. Was that just her imagination? The blanket also seemed to be folded a little differently than she recalled. Probably the servants… But the room looked untouched otherwise. And Elana knew the Academy’s servants were barred from entering her private quarters…
“She started it.” Cinthia began kicking the bag, trying to fit it under the bed.
“It doesn’t matter. I am ending it.” Elana touched her pillow. It felt a little moist…
“The rooms here have terrible air conditioning!” Mary suddenly dropped the matter with Citnhia and rushed towards the window. “The air here is so stuffy! It’s bad for your health.” She threw the window open.
A warm, comforting breeze travelled throughout the room. Elana enjoyed the fresh air, then was pushed aside as Mary gathered the bed covers and pillow. “This won’t do. We need to get you something clean.” She sent one last panicked look to her sister, then ran out of the room, carrying away Elana’s bed stuff.
Elana tilted her head. “What was that about?” She could not help but wonder.
“Who cares.” Cinthia plopped down on the now empty bed. “Glad she is gone. The creepy girl-”
“Now, now.” Elana stopped the grumbling. “Please do not talk this way about my sister.”
“You are not disagreeing.” Cinthia pointed out. She ran her palm over the mattress. “What the hell?” She jumped straight up. “It’s a bit wet. Do you piss in the bed?”
“Certainly not.” Elana glared at the place she was supposed to sleep at. Perhaps Mary was more into her than she had assumed before.
It certainly was flattering, to have such a fine beauty to be smitten by her, but Elana could not help but worry. She hoped Mary would keep her hormones in check. Being in love was fine, even if they were sisters, but having that out in public would raise too many issues.
Cinthia wasn’t done talking either. “As the one responsible for your safety, I have to warn you of Mary. She is very into you.”
“She desires me, yes.” Elana walked to the closet and began sorting through her uniforms. As a duke's daughter, her garments had a bit more flourish than the rest - for example, the golden line along the trims of the jacket. “I don’t mind that.”
“I think there is more to it.” Cinthia thoughtfully added.
Despite her bodyguard's warnings, Elana could not help but dismiss part of the implications. Her memories didn’t lie. Mary had been a good sister. Still, Elana knew infatuation could become dangerous. “I’ll keep my vigilance.” She picked one of the uniforms.
They were all the same anyway. Elana paused, then sighed. She looked at the maid, who stood forgotten in one of the corners.
Only now did the maid realise her mistake. She jumped in fright, then rushed towards Elana. “S-sorry-”
As soon as the maid was within reach, Elana stopped the useless waste of space from speaking by stepping in and driving her fist into the girl’s stomach.
It was a brutal move that drove all air from the maid’s lungs, making her gasp and collapse in pain. The girl began to cough, still trying to apologise.
“Was it,” Elana cherished the moment of violence. She was getting used to the new body. It still wasn’t as fit and lean as her old one, but she would work on that. “-on purpose?” She was getting the feel for doing it raw and with her own hands. It was fun.
Perhaps she should have tried it sooner, back in Elana’s old life. By the time she matured, she had forgotten the simple joy of tearing apart someone with her bare hands. And to be fair, having a whip or a paddle had its upsides. Hurting yourself was too easy when doing things this way.
Or it had been in the previous life. Elana studied her knuckles, then rotated her wrist. Perhaps this body was sturdier than she had evaluated before.
“Stop moping around,” Elana proceeded to kick the maid while Cinthia accompanied the example of unnecessary cruelty with a whistle. “Get up and help me undress.”
The maid followed the order while silently crying. She still gasped for air when her hands finally began to help her lady undress.
“You’ll break her like that, you know.” Cinthia reminded, but the nasty smirk on her face served as an endorsement if anything.
Elana didn’t see any issue with that. She raised her hands and allowed her dress to be pulled off of her body, which elected another whistle from Cinthia, who was now admiring her employer's body. “If that happens,” She glanced at the teary-eyed toy, “Then she was more useless than I thought.” Elana didn’t miss the excited pant the maid breathed out upon being called useless.
A true masochist. Elana appreciated that. These kinds of people never truly broke, but they were very rare. She had encountered only one before, and it had been a man.
Of course, Elana had encounters with women who had masochistic tendencies before, but they all had limits on what they allowed her to do.
Once Elana crossed the line, they would vanish from her life. She had never been attached to those kinds of women. All they served was to clench her thirst for sexual violence.
In a way, it had been an empty way to live one's life. Or at least, Elana had felt that way. That’s why she searched for a suitable woman who could rival her.
And that’s why - Elana was doing it again. She straightened her white uniform.
It was time to see if the heroine was a suitable candidate to be Elana’s.
But before that… Elana glanced at the fidgeting maid and thirsty-looking bodyguard. She supposed there was nothing wrong with letting these two have their fun while she was out.