One last chance...
A Tiny Love Triangle
chapter 15
by
copier
· original author:
falseident
In the time since Olivia's "conversation" with you, you had been left in a daze. Even the usual pains of being worn so thoroughly had become numb. Thong, sweat rag, bra...none of it mattered. All that mattered that these misunderstandings and manipulations has led to such a horrifying conclusion. It almost beggars’ belief that things had turned out like this. Elizabeth had always been...okay, very stupid but for Olivia to act like this? Sure, she's an airhead but to be this blithely confident that this is what you wanted without a SINGLE word in edgewise from you?!
Of course, all of this is really the fault of the Robinson family. Their manipulations had driven you into this corner; they had gone full nuclear this time. They pulled no punches. You feel an intense anger building up suddenly, overpowering your sense of despair. You had TRIED playing nice with them, at Olivia's request. You had REALLY tried even though you knew that it would be impossible; Mackenzie was just too much of a bitch and so was her mom. You had tried being nice and look where it got you? Flossing the ass of your girlfriend's mom and more all because "this was what you wanted."
Still furious, you made an oath. If you EVER got free, you'd clear up this misunderstanding. You'd tell Olivia and Elizabeth under no certain terms they were giant idiots. You'd tell them all about how Mackenzie constantly plotted your removal. Mackenzie would be pissed and the memory of her threats about revealing her love for Olivia sent a chill of fear through you but really, could anything be worse than this? To be tortured and be told this is what YOU wanted? For you to be stuck as an object for the rest of your life, another 40 to 50 years at minimum? No way.
Which led to this moment; Olivia was headed home today. What scant conversation you could hear under normal circumstances, you knew this to be true. This was your last chance to fulfill your oath any time soon. Elizabeth had just recently pulled you off and left you on her bed; she had said something about freshening up after her run. Your form today, a sock, had shifted your face to around the edges of her toes, near the arches. For once, your facial features did not get the brunt of her crushing. It was a sign of serendipity; God had wanted you to clear things up too! With every ounce of willpower in you, you shifted your muscles to massage out your mouth. As time passes, you hear the dull running of water suddenly shut off.
Panicked, you redouble your efforts but soon enough Elizabeth has returned dressed only in a towel. "Ah, that was great! Nothing like showering off some hard work after spending time with my favorite little Drew-Boo." Wiping her face, she looks down at you with that same twisted smile of affection.
That smile...God, that pit of anger in you swirled to a climax. With every ounce of effort, your mouth rips open and spouts "Oh FUCK OFF!"
Dropping her towel in shock, Elizabeth says "Andrew? Was that you? I don't...remember your voice sounding like that. But, also, watch your language! There's no nee-"
"Elizabeth, from the bottom of my heart, please stop talking and fucking listen." You shout as loudly as you can. "You don't remember my voice sounding like this because we haven't had a proper conversation for quite a while. Now, please pick me up and put me on your dresser. Let me reform COMPLETELY. We need to have a long talk."
Suddenly, you hear a ping from Elizabeth's Tiny2Go app. "S... sure Andrew but look! We've got a new task! This will give me enough points to-"
"No Elizabeth! We're not doing that stupid app! I can't believe you would pay more attention to that than ME right now! Before you get any weird ideas, I have HATED the tasks and games that stupid thing has been forcing me through. In fact, I have hated every single day you've been using me!" Numbly, Elizabeth picks you up and places you on her dresser before taking a seat on her bed. Elizabeth is very uncomfortable with this situation, clearly. You had never spoken to her in this manner before, but it felt great.
You hear a gasp to your left and see that Olivia has just entered the door frame of Elizabeth's bedroom. "Andrew, what did you say?"
"Oh great, we don't have to wait for my ex to get here. Now that most everyone involved in nearly ruining my life forever is here, I can finally get what I've wanted to say out of the way."
"Olivia, Elizabeth you are giant idiots." God that felt great to say.
"Wh-hey! What has gotten into you Andrew! You shouldn't talk to me or your...mistress that way." Olivia said, confusion and hurt on her face.
"Oh really? What if I told you that Elizabeth has been treating me this way all based off a fucking lie? That I NEVER wanted to be her object? What would you say then?" You spit back.
"But you...you told us-" Olivia reasons before you interrupted "Name one time where I was ACTUALLY able to say that this nightmare is what I actually wanted! Newsflash, you can't! Olivia, you let yourself get convinced by Elizabeth, Mackenzie and EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD that this is what I wanted without ever consulting whether I wanted it! You never got a single yes or no out of me in this regard! So, think, THINK about it." Olivia, for her part, looked to be in shock. She was utterly convinced that this was what you wanted but...yeah, she never heard it from you. Oh god, all those things she said days ago. She felt sick.
From here, Elizabeth interrupts "But Andrew didn’t you set up Tiny2Go for me? You had to have filled it out." Elizabeth points out to you; you notice there's a few tears building up in her eyes. She hasn't accepted it fully yet...how could she? The guilt would crush her. She thought she knew your true feelings.
"How was I able to install and fill out information on an app while I was stuck to you? You sure YOU didn’t do it? Or maybe it was the person who set up the CTC app first like…Jennifer? Regardless, I'll tell you right now in no uncertain terms. Elizabeth, I do not want to be your object; it was miserable." Feeling calm for the first time, you feel yourself toning down. Both women look shell shocked.
At this, you decided to try to seal the deal on your oath. You felt your faculties starting to return enough to plan out your final bit of spite. "Olivia, bring me your phone and call Makenzie. I want to clear the air with her too."
Olivia, startled by your request, robotically pulls out her phone and dials Makenzie before placing it next to you gingerly.
Mackenzie soon answers with a chipper "Hey Liv! Are you already on your way back home? If you're still worried about Drew-Boo, remember this is what he wa-" You interrupt with a grin "Oh, sorry Mackenzie this is...what'd you call me? Drew-Boo?"
Silence is on the other end of the receiver. "Andrew?" You reply "Yep! It’s me! I, miraculously, managed to have a conversation with the Kings! Say hi guys!" Olivia and Elizabeth look to each other uncomfortably before muttering "Hey Mackenzie."
"I have everything cleared up with them Mackenzie. They now know this is the exact OPPOSITE of what I wanted to happen. To be clear, what I really wanted was to have a happy life living with Olivia as a lover. Who ended up abandoning me! But I can't really place all the blame on her. Elizabeth is a bit of a fuck up too but the real blame...lies with you and your mom, right?"
More silence before you hear "What do you mean, Andrew? I don't know what you're talking about."
"I don't care if you admit it out loud Mackenzie. Not anymore. You and your mom have pushed things way too far. You nearly ruined the rest of my life. So, if you're going nuclear then I. Will. Too." You bite out each word. You hear a soft gasp on the other side of the line as well as a quiet no...
"Olivia, sweety, Mackenzie and her mom hate my guts for one simple reason. Mackenzie loves you and wants to bone you. She is furious that you ended up dating me instead of her. She wants me out of the picture entirely so that she can have her precious Liv all to herself."
At the end of that, you hear the most satisfying screech on the receiver. "You fucking little twerp! I'll kill you! I'll fucking KILL YOU!"
The room is filled with dead air as the call is disconnected.
"Girls, I have to tell you that this was cathartic. Now, how about we talk about how we're going to fix all of this? I clearly don't want to be an object; I don't want to be registered to be owned by Elizabeth and I don't want to see either of you for a long time. I need to sort out my feelings after all." You state as...calmly as you can.
Olivia, for her part, has fallen back into a nearby chair and is staring at you with tear filled eyes. "Andrew. I’m...I'm so..." You interrupt evenly "Olivia, I don't care for apologies right now. I'm still 'owned' by your mom. Let's get that cleared up first?" You turn to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, you're the current owner so you need to initiate fixing this right? Let's go to the CTC." Elizabeth, tears running down her face, numbly nods her head and leaves the room to get dressed.
Of course, all of this is really the fault of the Robinson family. Their manipulations had driven you into this corner; they had gone full nuclear this time. They pulled no punches. You feel an intense anger building up suddenly, overpowering your sense of despair. You had TRIED playing nice with them, at Olivia's request. You had REALLY tried even though you knew that it would be impossible; Mackenzie was just too much of a bitch and so was her mom. You had tried being nice and look where it got you? Flossing the ass of your girlfriend's mom and more all because "this was what you wanted."
Still furious, you made an oath. If you EVER got free, you'd clear up this misunderstanding. You'd tell Olivia and Elizabeth under no certain terms they were giant idiots. You'd tell them all about how Mackenzie constantly plotted your removal. Mackenzie would be pissed and the memory of her threats about revealing her love for Olivia sent a chill of fear through you but really, could anything be worse than this? To be tortured and be told this is what YOU wanted? For you to be stuck as an object for the rest of your life, another 40 to 50 years at minimum? No way.
Which led to this moment; Olivia was headed home today. What scant conversation you could hear under normal circumstances, you knew this to be true. This was your last chance to fulfill your oath any time soon. Elizabeth had just recently pulled you off and left you on her bed; she had said something about freshening up after her run. Your form today, a sock, had shifted your face to around the edges of her toes, near the arches. For once, your facial features did not get the brunt of her crushing. It was a sign of serendipity; God had wanted you to clear things up too! With every ounce of willpower in you, you shifted your muscles to massage out your mouth. As time passes, you hear the dull running of water suddenly shut off.
Panicked, you redouble your efforts but soon enough Elizabeth has returned dressed only in a towel. "Ah, that was great! Nothing like showering off some hard work after spending time with my favorite little Drew-Boo." Wiping her face, she looks down at you with that same twisted smile of affection.
That smile...God, that pit of anger in you swirled to a climax. With every ounce of effort, your mouth rips open and spouts "Oh FUCK OFF!"
Dropping her towel in shock, Elizabeth says "Andrew? Was that you? I don't...remember your voice sounding like that. But, also, watch your language! There's no nee-"
"Elizabeth, from the bottom of my heart, please stop talking and fucking listen." You shout as loudly as you can. "You don't remember my voice sounding like this because we haven't had a proper conversation for quite a while. Now, please pick me up and put me on your dresser. Let me reform COMPLETELY. We need to have a long talk."
Suddenly, you hear a ping from Elizabeth's Tiny2Go app. "S... sure Andrew but look! We've got a new task! This will give me enough points to-"
"No Elizabeth! We're not doing that stupid app! I can't believe you would pay more attention to that than ME right now! Before you get any weird ideas, I have HATED the tasks and games that stupid thing has been forcing me through. In fact, I have hated every single day you've been using me!" Numbly, Elizabeth picks you up and places you on her dresser before taking a seat on her bed. Elizabeth is very uncomfortable with this situation, clearly. You had never spoken to her in this manner before, but it felt great.
You hear a gasp to your left and see that Olivia has just entered the door frame of Elizabeth's bedroom. "Andrew, what did you say?"
"Oh great, we don't have to wait for my ex to get here. Now that most everyone involved in nearly ruining my life forever is here, I can finally get what I've wanted to say out of the way."
"Olivia, Elizabeth you are giant idiots." God that felt great to say.
"Wh-hey! What has gotten into you Andrew! You shouldn't talk to me or your...mistress that way." Olivia said, confusion and hurt on her face.
"Oh really? What if I told you that Elizabeth has been treating me this way all based off a fucking lie? That I NEVER wanted to be her object? What would you say then?" You spit back.
"But you...you told us-" Olivia reasons before you interrupted "Name one time where I was ACTUALLY able to say that this nightmare is what I actually wanted! Newsflash, you can't! Olivia, you let yourself get convinced by Elizabeth, Mackenzie and EVERYONE ELSE IN THE WORLD that this is what I wanted without ever consulting whether I wanted it! You never got a single yes or no out of me in this regard! So, think, THINK about it." Olivia, for her part, looked to be in shock. She was utterly convinced that this was what you wanted but...yeah, she never heard it from you. Oh god, all those things she said days ago. She felt sick.
From here, Elizabeth interrupts "But Andrew didn’t you set up Tiny2Go for me? You had to have filled it out." Elizabeth points out to you; you notice there's a few tears building up in her eyes. She hasn't accepted it fully yet...how could she? The guilt would crush her. She thought she knew your true feelings.
"How was I able to install and fill out information on an app while I was stuck to you? You sure YOU didn’t do it? Or maybe it was the person who set up the CTC app first like…Jennifer? Regardless, I'll tell you right now in no uncertain terms. Elizabeth, I do not want to be your object; it was miserable." Feeling calm for the first time, you feel yourself toning down. Both women look shell shocked.
At this, you decided to try to seal the deal on your oath. You felt your faculties starting to return enough to plan out your final bit of spite. "Olivia, bring me your phone and call Makenzie. I want to clear the air with her too."
Olivia, startled by your request, robotically pulls out her phone and dials Makenzie before placing it next to you gingerly.
Mackenzie soon answers with a chipper "Hey Liv! Are you already on your way back home? If you're still worried about Drew-Boo, remember this is what he wa-" You interrupt with a grin "Oh, sorry Mackenzie this is...what'd you call me? Drew-Boo?"
Silence is on the other end of the receiver. "Andrew?" You reply "Yep! It’s me! I, miraculously, managed to have a conversation with the Kings! Say hi guys!" Olivia and Elizabeth look to each other uncomfortably before muttering "Hey Mackenzie."
"I have everything cleared up with them Mackenzie. They now know this is the exact OPPOSITE of what I wanted to happen. To be clear, what I really wanted was to have a happy life living with Olivia as a lover. Who ended up abandoning me! But I can't really place all the blame on her. Elizabeth is a bit of a fuck up too but the real blame...lies with you and your mom, right?"
More silence before you hear "What do you mean, Andrew? I don't know what you're talking about."
"I don't care if you admit it out loud Mackenzie. Not anymore. You and your mom have pushed things way too far. You nearly ruined the rest of my life. So, if you're going nuclear then I. Will. Too." You bite out each word. You hear a soft gasp on the other side of the line as well as a quiet no...
"Olivia, sweety, Mackenzie and her mom hate my guts for one simple reason. Mackenzie loves you and wants to bone you. She is furious that you ended up dating me instead of her. She wants me out of the picture entirely so that she can have her precious Liv all to herself."
At the end of that, you hear the most satisfying screech on the receiver. "You fucking little twerp! I'll kill you! I'll fucking KILL YOU!"
The room is filled with dead air as the call is disconnected.
"Girls, I have to tell you that this was cathartic. Now, how about we talk about how we're going to fix all of this? I clearly don't want to be an object; I don't want to be registered to be owned by Elizabeth and I don't want to see either of you for a long time. I need to sort out my feelings after all." You state as...calmly as you can.
Olivia, for her part, has fallen back into a nearby chair and is staring at you with tear filled eyes. "Andrew. I’m...I'm so..." You interrupt evenly "Olivia, I don't care for apologies right now. I'm still 'owned' by your mom. Let's get that cleared up first?" You turn to Elizabeth. "Elizabeth, you're the current owner so you need to initiate fixing this right? Let's go to the CTC." Elizabeth, tears running down her face, numbly nods her head and leaves the room to get dressed.
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