A Maid's Lover

[Lilytania]

Ariadne Collins trotted through the hall in a hurry, holding a bucket of water in her hands. The girl struggled to carry the thing, and she had a bit of trouble trying to keep the water from splashing all over the ornate carpets. Oops. Oops. Oops, she thought as she traveled. Her green eyes flitted around as her panicked mind struggled to remember the room to which she was to return. Was her mother in the library? Or the parlor? Ariadne bit down on her lip and ended up heading down to the parlor.

Luck must have been with her, because there her mother was in her maid's uniform, identical to her daughter's. No, not the type of cosplay maids' uniforms of the modern day. Oh, no, this was the early nineteen hundreds. But, despite the day, Ariadne still held a dirty little secret, to which she could hardly wait to return.

Ariadne's mother clicked her tongue at her daughter. "There you are." She took the bucket from her daughter and crouched down on the dusty floor. "Now, you have to take the sponge and scrub in circles, outward. It pushes the dust to the corners." She picked up the sponge and dipped it in the hot soapy water and began to demonstrate, then handed her red-headed daughter the sponge.

Ariadne began to scrub the floor in circular motions, crawling along as
her area spread out. Her mother didn't take to the mops. "The old-fashioned does it better," she'd always said.

After a long and tedious time, her mother let her go off to other chores. Ariadne walked down the hall before turning into the library and taking to dusting. Her boredom was satiated by the movement, though she couldn't keep her mind off her master.

 

[Black Hand]

his horse approached his home. it had been a good trip. they had gotten some rabbit, and what appeared to be a stag. nothing fancy, the horns weren't big enough that they would do well on his wall, but besides that it was a good hunt. his dad gave him a hearty slap on the back as he approached the stable. it had been some good bonding time, and only solidified the fact in his father's mind that he was a worthy air to the fortune. personally lawrence didn't happen to care to much about any father-son bonding thing. what he was really focused on right now, is the fact that he wanted to let out the stress of the day with his favorite maid. Aida. maybe they could have a bath together, and from there a little bit more. her body was so soft and supple, he felt like he could just play with it all day long. rub his hands over her smooth breasts all the way down to her soft toes. of course if his parents found out what he was doing with her they would be unpleased to say the least. but what did he care? he was in love, and he would not be denied.

he had met her when he was younger. her mom was a maid at one of his summer homes in wales. she had done a good job, so she was moved to the main house for a full time position. at the time she brought her young daughter. a small girl by all respects. occasional he would play with her, but he would see her receiving training as far as house keeping almost every day. normally greeting her with a smile or a wave. as years had gone by, and they were both entering their teens her mother had been made head maid, and she entered the normal rotation. of course she was the only person his age in the house, so he spent alot of time talking with her. over the years they became the best of friends. not that either would tell their parents that. her mom was strictly professional, and his parents were as aristocratic as actual aristocrats. he didn't know anything about her father, she had never told him despite the fact that they were each other main confidants.. the way his father spoke implied that he knew that he found her attractive, not that he knew more then that. his mother was totally oblivious. naturaly it surprised no one that he had began to get more and more affectionate with her. and as of a year ago, the two had taken the step to become lovers. now the two scrambled every day to make sure that no one found out about the two.

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne paused and peeled the curtains back just a bit to look outside. From there, she could see Lawrence and his father coming back from their hunt. She gave a smile. It was getting to sunset, which meant they would be able to engage in what they both loved. She loved his tough body, his smooth skin, and everything about him. She'd grown up with him. She had grown to love him more with each passing year, and things had gone even further.

Ariadne turned back to dusting. The library was usually where she hid in the evenings. None of the other maids seemed to go near it, for it was rumored to be haunted, and Lawrence could find her easily there. She didn't like to be in the library too late, but it was a safe haven for her most late evenings. This evening was no different as she waited for her lover.

 

[Black Hand]

lawrence slowly but carefully walked towards the library upon returning home. he was tired and wanted to bather, and he just happened to know a girl who gave very good massages. or at least that was his normal excuse to have her near bath time, and this time it was actually true. the hunt had been long and challenging so he welcomed the idea of her hands rubbing his shoulders, while his poked and prodded every inch of her body. maybe even tie her up, and make her beg for his cock. almost instinctively he knew she was in the library, and was not even remotely surprised when he saw her dusting the books on the shelves. the two were alone, and he had yet to see anybody nearby so he assumed it was safe.

at first he almost crept in, keeping the attention of of himself, so as to give himself the opportunity to sneak up on his best friend and lover. right when he was behind her, he sprung his hands out, and brought her into his grasp. then he lowered her, so she was lying almost parallel to the ground in his arms, his face hanging above hers. on his lips were a wicked grin. he told her "got you aria. guess that means you are my prisoner for the rest of the night right? well if that's the case i'm gonna have fun with you tonight." then he lifted her back to her feet, his hand still gripping hers. "come on, i wish to have a bath, and a certain someone is on duty for cleaning my back". he gave her a light wink, and started pulling her out of the library

 

[Lilytania]

When Ariadne felt hands around her, she gasped I'm surprise and let her captor lower her. She looked up and saw Lawrence. A little smile crossed her lips. Her green eyes looked across his face, and she gave a quick little nod. She grinned and her hands wentto his chest. "I think you may just have me for the rest of the night," she said. She stood up as he lifted her up, and she held onto his hand tightly. She gave a little nod and outthe feather duster away in a drawer nearby. She then turned to him. "Lead the way, Master Lawrence," she said teasingly. She winked and trotted after him. As they traveled, she smiled. "You're so sweaty. Is it so hot outside?"

 

[Black Hand]

now that they were in the hallways, they both knew how they were not supposed to act. he dropped his hold on her hand for the moment, and she gained the position of a servant at her master's heel, walking with her arms together and her head down. to any passerby the pair would seem like he was just leading her to something. the master bathroom was not to far away, but there were some other servants doing some work between him and the bath. and he didn't want anybody to find out. not even their parents. especially not their parents. "do you need to rest ariadne?" he asked her, making sure to use her full name. they had agreed not use pet names in public.

her freckles showed beautifully on her face. she had a pure scottish look to her. her pale skin, green eyes, and freckles, telling any and all that she came further north. there wasn't much of an accent, but she was clearly not English. and while it had been quite some time since that was a topic of discrimination, it was a sign of her lower class status. after all, it was rather uncommon to see a rich scotsman in the london countryside. like everything else about her, he didn't mind to much. her pale skin shone brightly while they were together, and her stunning scarlet hair was to die for. she didn't think she was too pretty, but he was always there to tell her that she was much more ravishing then she gave herself credit for.

the two turned a corner into the master bathroom. it was rather grand, and it had a large golden bathtub sitting right in the center. of course the door not only locked, but it was also soundproof. his father was a bit of a dog sometimes, and liked it so that nobody could hear him and his mother. it disgusted him to think about, but it made him glad that no one would hear him and his lover. as the door shut behind them, sealing any and all intruders away, he once again grabbed her hands. this time he raised them against the wall next to him, and held her wrists against it. then he moved his body in closer till it was touching hers, and sealed a kiss against her lips.

 

[Lilytania]

Once they reached the hall, Ariadne fell behind him and looked down as she walked. She knew how to act. She shook her head when he asked if she needed to rest. "No, sir," she answered in a careful tone, like a servant trying not to anger their master.

Once they were in the bathroom, Ariadne looked up with a little smile. She let him take her hands, and she soon found herself pinned against the wall, kissing him. She smiled and shut her eyes as she kissed him. She lost herself in the feel of his lips against hers. She sighed when the kiss finally broke, and those beautiful green eyes opened. She smiled and looked over at him. "So, you would like a bath, Master Lawrence?" she asked. She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "And what would you like me to do with myself while I bathe you?" Her eyes twinkled with a tease. "I'm yours for the night."

Ariadne squirmed and wiggled until she was out of his grasp. She liked slipping away, because it always seemed so easy. She giggled and crossed her arms a few steps back.

 

[Black Hand]

he laughed to himself. they were going to have alot of fun tonight. that was not even a question. it just the what fun were they going to have? he brought one finger up to her nose and gave her a playful poke. he told her "well i'm going to need a massage, but afterwards we're going to see what fun i have in store for you. then he stepped back so as in order to give her room to strip. after all one didn't get into the tub with clothes on. he watched her ass she stripped down sensually as if telling him that she loved him with each movement.

once she was finished he removed his clothes himself. not in an overtly sexual manner, but just to remove the sweaty unconfortable clothes from his back. once they were both standing naked, he motioned towards the bath. "go on dear. draw the bath". when she walked by he smacked her ass softly. nothing to hard. just an affectionate pat to show affection to her

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne smiled when he poked her nose. She grabbed his hand and held it for a moment, then nodded. "Alright," she said. She grinned at him, her freckles raising on her cheeks and her dimples showing. She was a cute girl, despite her social class and status. She saw him step back, and she began to slowly pull off her clothes in a gentle and sensual manner. She glanced up at him occasionally with a smile. First, her dress slowly came down. She pulled her shoes off, and leaned against the wall to pull her white stockings off. Her eyes went up to his face as she unclipped her brassiere and pulled down her panties. She was left completely bare.

When he pulled off his clothes, she smiled and kissed him gently on the cheek. She could smell the sweat all over him. She nodded and began to draw the bath, making sure it was warm enough for his tastes. Once it was filled, she motioned toward it. "I think you need a bath a lot more than I do," she said. She smiled and winked. She grabbed his hands and pulled him over.

 

[Black Hand]

he walked over to the girl and wrapped his arms around her bare back for just a second. the feel of pale skin brushing against his abdomen a little touch of heaven. her skin was always so soft. so touchable. then he reached around and gently cupped her tits with his sweaty, but delicate and caring, while she was filling the water. her tits were not large, but they were not small either, instead taking noticeable positions on her chest. they were perky and sensitive, which meant that actions like rubbing were felt more by her then a girl with huge tits. and lawrence knew that, which part of the reason why he loved teasing her sensitive nipples so much. as he cupped her breasts, feeling them and lifting them slightly like a bra made out of his hands, his thumb and fore finger of his right hand began to move towards her nipple. playing with it, and trying to get her as turned on as he was.

then he felt her hands grab his and move him over to the bath. he smiled and laughed with the pull, letting her lead him for the few seconds. then once his hand went into the water to feel, he forced her hand off. the water is just right. warm enough to enjoyable without being scalding. of course drawing bath water was something she was trained in, so he perfect faith in her ass far as this. but then he had perfect faith in her in general. as his hand remained underwater, he gripped her won hand, covering it in an embrace. then he took his other hand, and moved it towards the smooth pale orbs that made up her ass, and pushed up, moving her into the bath tub. he layed her down gently into the back of the tub as he stepped into the front section of the bath. of course there were brushes and other scrubbing items nearby, so he knew that in order to wash his back, she wouldn't need to leave the warm tub. then he called back to the freckled girl "you may begin the massage now"

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne smiled and shut her eyes as he played with her breasts and her delicate skin while she did her job to fill up the bath. She'd always loved his touches. Even on the roughest day, he was so gentle and loving to her. Every touch was like an angel's kiss. She continued to enjoy the feel of his skin against hers, until the water was done.

Ariadne watched Lawrence as he tested out the water. He'd always found her baths to be satisfactory. She was trained to be good. What else was she to do? She smiled when he seemed to approve. Her soft arms wrapped delicately around his neck as he picked her up to set her in the tub. Once he was in himself, she began to massage.

Ariadne picked up a scrubby and soaped it up with the bar of soap nearby. With the perfect amount of force, she began to scrub his back and work out the kinks. Occasionally she would reach around front and lean against him while her lips laid kisses over his shoulders and neck. She paused in her scrubbing after several minutes. "How do you feel?" she asked. Her arm was getting tired.

 

[Black Hand]

the feel of her smooth hands on his back was to die for. every kink of the day. every bad feeling in his back melted away at her touch. he couldn't ask for a better servant. he couldn't ask for a better lover. and the light kisses she gave his shoulder and neck proved her mastery over the arts of messaging him, and making him feel good after a long day of hunting.

then finally she stopped and he turned around at the cute redhead. he slowly rotated himself in the tub so as to make it so that the two were facing each other. his eyes looked into her shining green eyes as he replied "i feel better then i have all day. thank you. let me make it up to you". her eyes were like two little jade beads sitting on white linen.

as he said this he reached to a spot next to him into a small chest that was there. he had set it up last night for bath time today. he wanted to surprise her and eh had the perfect way to do so. inside was a small water proof rope. without showing it to her he held the rope into his hand and reached both hands around her shapely hips. her maid uniform covered much of her beauty underneath it. he wished that he would someday get the opportunity to give her a more revealing uniform. one in order so that he could appreciate her beauty better. his hands worked the rope around her hands behind her back and tied tightly making her vulnerable to him. he was good at tying ropes, and with this she would not be able to escape even if she wanted to. then he picked her up slightly and put her on his lap still in the tub. his arms slowly wrapped around her body bringing her closer to him

 

[Lilytania]

Ariadne smiled when he turned to her. She lobed how appreciative he'd always been to her, maybe because they'd grown up together. She watched him with those beautiful green eyes, and seethe soap and scrubby down. She tilted her head to the side. "And how will you make it up to me?" she asked. She gave a little smile and raised an eyebrown. She just now noticed the chest, but whatever Lawrence had pulled out, he didn't let her see. She leaned against him in relaxation when he wrapped his arms around her body. She felt him pull her wrists back and she gave a giggle. Once he pulled her close, she squirmed. She snuggled into his neck and smiled. "Now that you have me captive, what will you do to your young servant?" She looked up at him with a teasing smile and kissed his cheek. "I'd like to know."

 

[Black Hand]

he smiled at her warmly. his hand reaching down to her cunt. his other hand herd her against his body. his dick lightly touched the skin of her ass, teasing it gently with the head of his cock. he leaned down and kissed the nape of her neck a few times. her neck tasted good. it had a sweetness, and every kiss was friendly and loving as could be. then his mouth slowly rose up to her ear. slowly his mouth worked it's way around her ear lobe. slowly he suckled it erotically, pushing it back and forth with his tongue.

his hand slowly explored the entrance to her fold. he couldn't tell how wet she was because they were in water, but it felt good to him. his hand ran a circle around the outer edge of her Venus mound, before moving over the lips of it, an d softly playing with it. his hand ran over the small clit ring that he had asked her to secretly get. to this day she kept it hidden from her mother. slowly he gave it a week tug to play with her.