A broken hero

Ch. 9

Togas POV

   After breakfast I took my pet for a walk around the house, it wasn't very long so we were back at my room in no time.

   "I think you need a maid outfit too, you would look so adorable!" I gushed at the thought. But I wouldn't do it. How would I see all his pretty blood on him?

   He scoffed at my remark and I swiftly cut across his cheek. He didnt even see it coming. After that he didnt make a sound. Good pet.

   "I need to clean my collection, so back on the chains you go!" I lead him back to the wall and chain up his hands at least.

   With that done I go and take out all my pretty toys. Knives, spears, axes, the few guns I have, and my favorite knife I keep on me.

   Polishing and cleaning them relaxes me. I start to hum and smile at the thought of using them once I'm done. It was satisfying to watch blood drip down the soft clean blades. My guns were almost never used, only in dire situations, but I still cleaned them so I knew they wouldnt missfire.

Kachans POV

   I had an idea as I watched her clean her blades. She was going to slip up sooner or later, and when she did, I would be ready. She had everything in one spot and organized, so grabbing what I needed would be easy. The opportunity itself was going to be harder however. I needed to time it just right.

   I made a promise to get Deku out of here and save him. Keeping that promise is the single most important thing to me right now. We will make it out of here alive. These 2 wont.

Dekus POV

   After I ate I felt so much better. It wasnt much food, but it was enough that I wasnt cramping anymore. As soon as he promised food I did the first thing I thought of, Magic. Thank goodness it worked.

   "By the way Bunny. Where did that tissue go?" Dabi asked when we got back to the room. I had smirked at his remembering of it. Holding up my hands I flicked my wrists and the tissue appeared.

   "Tada." I smiled and he laughed. A genuine non creepy laugh. It sounded nice actually. I smiled cheekily and did a small bow.

   "Oh, you are good entertainment. I'll give you that. Now get back to cleaning." He went back to his desk, and I did what he said. As long as I listened he doesnt hurt me. He does however like to play mind games, so I am going to play right back.

   After the stunt in the kitchen I snapped. I wasnt cut to be a hero after all. I couldnt play nice or fair. So I was going to play dirty. I was going to get me and Kachan out of here even if I have to kill these two.

   "Yes Master." I replied as I grabbed my cleaning supplies. I heard him pause and since I was turned away, I could smirk that I had gotten to him. He wants to treat me like a slave and pet ok. He wants to kiss and rape me ok. Game on.

   "Well, at least your learning." He muttered before sitting down. Within an hour I had the room cleaned and he was focused on his work. I walk over and peak at what he was doing.

   A drawing of a woman with a flower in her hair. It was breathtaking. I felt my eyes widen at the surprise. She had flowing locks, and a summer dress on. She was smiling and it looked like she was twirling. In her arms was a child. He was thrilled and had his arms in the air, eyes closed, and a smile on his face.

   "My mother." Dabis voice shocked me into reality. "She died when I was a child. This was my favorite thing that we did. She would spin me around and sing to me. She was a single mother. Her death changed me." He sat back and my heart sank. Was this why he was evil?

   "She looks very pretty." I comment and stare at the picture some more. It almost looks like it can come to life.

   "She was. All the men in town tried to swoon her. She always turned them away politely saying that she only needed one man in her life. Me." He smiled. "And as for the compliment, she wouldn't have excepted it. She always says it's what is on the inside that matters. If you have an ugly soul, but an attractive body. Sooner or later people would see the real you."

   He spoke with such conviction. I seen an opportunity, it was shitty of me. I had no other choice though. He was open and vulnerable right now. I just hoped spirits didnt exist because I would hate for a mother ghost to haunt me.

   "Well, I believe that. I also believe people can make themselves look like something they aren't." Placing a hand on his shoulder I smile. He looks up at me with a stale face but finally smiles after awhile.

   "Yeah, that is true as well. My mother would like you Bunny." He turned back and tapped his pencil on the desk.

   "The room is clean Master." I use a hint of seduction and rub his shoulders. The pencil stops tapping and he stays still.

   "Well done Bunny." Was all he said. A few minutes of massaging him I put the next step in. I lightly kissed his neck, trailing down the side and back up. He actually started to purr!

   "Bunny. You are tredding on some dangerous ground." He said softly. I didnt bother to pay attention. I rubbed down his chest from the inside of his shirt, and up again.

   I pulled his chair out a ways with him on it and walked around to face his front. "And what will happen if I go too far?" I ask playfully.

   "Depends on what you do pet." He studied me carefully. I pushed his shoulders back and strattled his front. Feeling his hard on through his jeans made my face go red. I was suddenly nervous. He wasnt a small guy by any means, so if he took control I wouldnt last long.