The best thing for everyone

Elm watched for, well he didn't know how long to be honest, but to him it felt like eternity. He had never seen anyone so distraught, let alone caused by his own hand. Sure, Hinata was sad, and a bit pissed, he presumed, but this was like looking at a car accident. He just couldn't comprehend any of the emotions he was feeling anymore. Not that Vanessa looked any better than how Elm was feeling about himself, the emotional broken cum dump she was at the moment.

He looked around the room, wishing that this had never happened. Why had this happened? Well, he knew why this had happened, but he just didn't know who to contain Vanny. He really should have prepared better for this. That RealDreams company must have something for obedience, or something similar. Honestly, he should get to doing that as soon as possible. He paused for a second and remembered something rather important, his phone and computer were gone. Vanny had to have taken it and hidden it somewhere, perhaps it was in here or the bedroom? Well probably not here, probably the bedroom part of this place. Of course, he couldn't get out right now, which he checked by rattling the door handle.

"Damn, that was awesome," Vanny told Elm starting to get up from the floor. "I had wanted to do that for who knows how long. Plus that slap, which I didn’t plan but it was such a great adlib. She's never going to want to come out again. Thanks, a whole bunch." She smiled right in his face and gave him a peck on the check, leaving a smudge of everything on her face there. Elm wanted to hit this bitch at least once more, but he knew better. It would end up going to Vanessa. An innocent party in all of this. So he seethed his hate and anger for now, bottling it up with the rest of his emotions.

"Anyways as much as I do think being covered in cum is sexy, I must wash up," Vanny told him theatrically taking off her shoes and socks, the only thing she was left wearing. She looked over to Elm who was standing there awkwardly. "You really still not over all this morals and shit?"

"I would like to leave," Elm told Vanny with little patience. Vanny squinted into Elm's face for a second displeased with the answer.

"Well, I guess you need to learn to get loose some more before we can truly continue. Anyway, see you later," she smiled a thousand dagger smile as the door into the bathroom clicked open. “Unless you want to join me?” Elm shook his head slowly, backing off with the new exit available to him. Slipping out of the room he heard the mindless pitter patter of the shower. He took in one long deep breath. Yep, there was no way this was going to continue the way it has been. Now where was his phone at least?

Elm did a quick once over of the room, noting that it was particularly barren even with all the preestablished furniture. He might want to do something about that for all of them, not like his wallet would care. Still riffling through the drawers and under the bed and everything Elm couldn't find it anywhere. He grumbled under his breath after the second go over in the room. This was bad, all his electronics had access to his accounts to pretty much everything. And considering the fact he still hadn't bothered to learn whatever the hell the passwords and email was he wouldn't get in. Why did Vanny have to take both his phone and computer?

He drummed his fingers thinking to himself. If I were a crazy lady, where would I put my master’s electronics if I didn't want him getting them, Elm thought to himself. Well, I wouldn't call him a master, but whatever. Where would I put them? The living room? Some random bedroom, that might be really possible. Mabey the rabbit lady should just ask about doing this shit. I should just ask her, shouldn't I. Well, there is like a fifty-fifty chance she actually tells me, considering she both revere me and dominates. Then again, she just had me **** Vanessa. . . Yeah, I can just look around my self. Mabey I’ll have the others look out for it too.

Elm left the room and went for maybe Zelda or Hinata to tell them to look out for the stuff.

"What did I tell you,” The old man told the woman, a smug grin plastered on his face. Despite his confidence he was showing her he felt quite relieved that this stuff was actually beginning to snowball now. Plus, they both great had shows to go along with the sex, so much emotion and drama. Now that was the kind of establishment, he had promised himself to build up.

"Yeah, well it would have been better if it started earlier," the woman muttered trying to edge her way to the last word. "Also, we barely got enough to make a dent out of what we need to get. But yeah, I guess you were right about waiting." She kicked down at the ground without looking back at the old man. Defeat was hard for her to take, and for him at his age it was a rare thing to get one over her.

"And that is why I am the boss," the old man said.

"Yeah, that is why you are the boss," the woman said like a child. Leaning back comfortably into his chair some worry gone. Not all of them as she did have a point about their fees. Still, all they had to do now was just push them a bit and then it would work itself out . . . hopefully.