A Young Man's Summer (Version 2.0)

James stared intently at the clock. There was only a minute left of school and it passed by at such an agonizing pace. The teacher at this point was already bidding them farewell as students began to pack their supplies. James however, had already done so. He was one of those students who slowly put what he no longer needed away little by little until his desk was already clean come the bell’s chime. This way, all he would have to do would be to walk out. Not that it really mattered since he could walk out any time he pleased. James lived in a small town near the coast of California where the ocean was no more than an hour away called Sorrowsworn. The town was appropriately named by its founders who shared the same name. The Sorrowsworns were the back bone of the town practically controlling all the businesses. It was a small town with only three middle schools and two high schools with a population no bigger than a little over twenty-thousand. Most students chose to move out after high school if they wished to attend college. Besides this, Sorrowsworn was a very traditional and customary town.

At James own relief, the bell finally rang and he sprang out of his chair. He was the first one out and was greeted by a manner of people as he walked to his ride. James noticed that ever since he turned eighteen about a week ago, every girl’s gaze seems to be fixed on him. This put a smirk on his face as the other male students glared at him. He wasn’t going to hide it; James knew he was a stud in every meaning of the word. He’s top in his class, and there was no one who was a match for him at any sport. He was built with Adonis’ body as well as Athena’s wisdom and intelligence. Or so his Mother used to tell him when he was a child. It was this very statement that gave him a confidence unlike any other. But if there was one thing that James was not completely confident in, it was women. He had bedded his fair share in high school, but he was by no means a professional. He just knew enough to satisfy them. As he reached his car, a black limousine with a driver personally opening the door for him, he was approached by a group of his friends.

“Count on James to leave school in style on the last day,” one of them said.

“Very funny John,” he replied. “You know I leave school like this every day.”

“Yeah, yeah,” John replied laughing. “Still up for hanging out at the beach come next Friday? Catch some sun, waves, and girls with us?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” James said as he got inside his ride.

“Where to, Young Master?” asked the driver.

“To Sorrowsworn Estate,” James answered. “I just want to go straight home.”

The limousine drove with James staring out the window. It took only a little over ten minutes to reach the north side of the town where they reached the gates of the Sorrowsworn Estate. It was definitely not a modest house and was in fact quite large. The house was practically a castle on top of one of the hills in the north end of town. Not modest at all in any sense of the word. James quickly got out of the limousine where he was greeted by two butlers who took his belongings. He entered the house and went passed the main entrance, down the main hall, up a set of stairs, down another hall, and directly into his quarters. His room was quite large, easily the size of an apartment for three. Here, James spent most of his time. He had everything he needed from beverages to snacks as well as a manner of electronics. His bathroom was practically another whole room itself right next to what was basically a theater set up for television and movies. He usually spent the days of summer on his computer or leafing over old texts most of the day except for when he had to eat or exercise. Being the end of school, James found it appropriate to celebrate by looking at some porn on the web. As of turning eighteen, he no longer had to hide this fact to his father and he had taken advantage of this wealth by signing up for a few porn sites. James was into all manners of eroticism whether real or animated. He found a special fondness to the animated kind especially and he would often visit a website called FAKKU! It was one of the better ones for animated pornography and he was a definitely feeling an itch for it that needed to be scratched. He looked at the updates finding a few new manga that he might give a read. He was also frustrated that he had not had a real woman in over a month after all the concentration he put into school. In fact, he noticed that he hadn’t even jerked off for the past two weeks. Remembering this renewed James efforts for release as he searched the main page. Just as he had opened a few stories on some new tabs, there was a knock on the door that killed his libido. He closed the windows quickly as the woman spoke.

“Young master?” A voice asked. “Are you inside?”

“Yes,” answered James hiding his irritation. “Come in.”

The door opened and it was one of the houses maids. James looked her up and down before looking her in the eyes. He knew his father only enlisted the most handsome men and beautiful women to take care of the house, but this woman was a cut above the rest. There were so many in the house James still didn’t know all of them even now at the age of eighteen. This woman however, was truly a beauty he wondered why he’s never seen. “What is it?” he asked.

“Your father calls for you,” she said. “He would like you to follow me.”

“What does he call me for?” James asked.

“He said you would ask such a question,” she said. “He told me to tell you to just follow me.”

“Fine,” said James. “I hope this goes by quick.”

The maid led James out of his room and he followed close behind her. He definitely enjoyed watching her walk in the maid outfit that he considered as crime if the public saw. It was practically similar to what he saw in his readings on FAKKU! frills, apron, stockings, and all. James couldn’t help but notice how alluring this woman was that walked in front of him. She was about a whole head shorter than him with a very curvaceous body to which the dress hugged tightly. Her legs were slim and shapely from what he noticed the stockings covered and the criminally short skirt hinted at what might be a very round and perfect sized bottom. Her hair cascaded down just a few inches down her shoulder in waves of brown. James remembered looking her up and down in his room and she didn’t have much of a chest. She was by no means small however. James estimated that she was around a B-cup close to a C. But what really caught his attention were her eyes. They were an ice blue and stared with a strange complacency. In them, he saw the hints of what seemed like a week animal in need of shelter as well as the fires of conviction. “What’s your name?” James asked.

“I am Cecelia Estheim,” she said her face maintaining it emotionless expression.

“Have you been under my father’s service long?” James asked another question.

“I have been serving this house for ten years since I was twelve,” Cecelia answered. “Even before I served, I have been raised here since I was much, much younger.”

“Twenty-two huh?” James thought to himself. This woman was six years older than him and has been around the house for over ten years without him even noticing. He pondered why he had never seen her considering how her beauty practically radiated. James continued to wonder as they made their way back down the stairs through the main hall and into the main entrance. There, he was surprised to he see his father atop the main entrance’s stairs standing next to head maid Catherine with five others below the stairs eagerly smiling in two lines. Cecelia quickly joined the line with only two maids and they all bowed in unison as James arrived.

“Welcome son!” James’ father said proudly.

“What is all of this?” James asked a little confused as he made his way up the stairs.

“Catherine,” James father called out and Catherine opened a box with a beautiful red choker inside. He handed it to James. “Right in front of you stands six of the most beautiful maids in the entire house. Just like when I was your age, you are of age to choose one as your personal maid!”

“A personal maid?” James asked. “I don’t quite understand.”

“What’s not to understand?” James’ father asked in reply. “In front of you stands six of what I consider the finest maids in the house. I want you to put the red choker on the one you choose to be your personal maid.”

“And what does a personal made do?” James asked another question.

“Anything you ask of her without question,” James’ Father answered. “They are sworn to fulfill all your wishes whatever they may be.”

James was taken aback by this sentence. He had asked for aid from the house help before, but he never expected anything like this. It would grant him the power to practically control the life of the maid that he chooses. It intimidated him thinking that he could have such power over a person. But just as this thought stirred, a darker one manifested in unison. Born from primal desire, he also imagined the merits of such power. His father after all did say that they could do anything he desired. With the state he had been in the last month, his carnal lust overpowered the thoughts of reason. “Very well,” James said to his father. “I shall choose one if that is what you truly wish Father.”

“It is!” said James father happily. “Consider it a delayed birthday present.”

James simply smiled and made his way down the stairs and to the maids. He decided he would inspect each one before he chose. “Once I choose, can I ever change my choice?” he asked his Father.

“The choice is a permanent one, so choose wisely,” James father answered.

He started from the left inspecting each one. The first one he glanced at was as Arian as they come. She was quite tall, probably no more than a few inches shorter than him. She sported long blonde hair kept perfectly straight down to the middle of her back and deep sky blue eyes. She had nice soft pink lips with a bright smile quite eager to be chosen by James. What James particularly noticed was how well she filled out her outfit. She had quite the voluptuous body and her chest was quite large. She was easily a D-cup or maybe even bigger. James smiled at her as he inspected before moving on to the next.

As James approached the next maid, she looked away. This one was quite shy. She kept her straight brown hair long stopping right above her knees and a decent amount of it covered her face. She wore a pair of round glasses over her bright green eyes and her cheeks were littered with freckles as well as a strong blush from being looked upon. “This one could be interesting…” James thought to himself as he continued to examine her. She was of average height probably around five feet and seven inches give or take. Her body was nowhere near on par of the first maid’s, but it would have been a crime to say that she was unattractive. Her chest was not small, but it paled in size compared to the first maid. What really drew James to this girl was her shyness. Its presence was strong and made her quite attractive in her own beautiful way.

James made his way to the last maid in the line. She was a short girl with quite the big smile on her face. Her eyes were a vibrant blue full of joy and eagerness glancing back at James as he glanced at her. As he continued to examine her, he concluded that this girl was probably his age if not just a little younger. She kept her blonde hair in a large braid that draped in front of her left shoulder. Body wise, she was almost non-existent in the chest department. “A real life Pettanko,” James thought to himself. As he prepared to move to the next line, James was surprised to see the same girl right in front of him. He glanced back and notice she was also still behind him. After a moment of bewilderment, James finally noticed a difference. The girl in front and behind him had their braids on opposite sides as well as different colored eyes. Where the girl behind him sported cool sapphire blue eyes, the girl in front of him had gorgeous emerald green eyes. “Twins,” James thought to himself. “Trying to make the choice hard using subtle differences; very devious of you, Father.”

James quickly moved on to the next maid after the twins’ pleasant surprise. His eyes grew a little wide as he approached. She had a slight scowl on her face, but it did not dampen her beauty. She had bright red wavy hair practically red orange with a pair of stunning hazel eyes. Her face was quite the sight for the eyes. Whether it was a detail as little as her cheekbones or her nose, everything about her was stellar. James was also quite pleased with her body. She had a beautiful dancer’s body absent of any fat around her legs and arms. Her proportions were practically perfect and her waist shared a similar quality to her arms regarding fat. “She’s straight out of an adult movie or hentai,” James thought to himself jokingly. Not wanting to appear too wanting of her, James quickly hurried himself towards the last girl.

“Cecelia Estheim,” James thought to himself as he looked at her. He already got a good look at her from his room as well as the walk here. She was practically similar to the red haired maid except not quite as large in the chest department as well as being a tad bit shorter. He looked back at the others all of them staring at him intently before looking back at Cecelia right in front of him. He took one last glance at the buxom blonde as well as the shapely redhead before putting the choker on Cecelia. “I’ve made my choice,” James said looking up at his father.

“Then Cecelia it is,” James’ father said laughing happily.

“That’s not fair,” said the blonde jealously. “Sissy gets everything without even trying.”

“Unbelievable…” said the redhead under her breath to which James caught.

“Would you have preferred I chose you?” James asked curiously.

“W-what?! No! Well… um, maybe…” She said blushing looking away with irritation. “Whatever! All I can say is that Celia’s a bad choice!”

James father laughed loudly at the other two maids’ displeasure. “I’m sorry ladies, but he has chosen. Please return to your duties immediately.”

“Yes, Master,” they all said in unison in different tones.

“An interesting choice,” James’ father said to James. “Young miss Estheim probably showed the least bit of interest in you. The others were much more willing.”

This comment made James’ heart sink. He never thought about that. He looked at Cecelia who met his gaze with the same blank stare. “Father’s right,” he thought to himself. “It doesn’t matter if I chose her out of my personal preference if she doesn’t even show the least bit of interest.”

“Don’t forget,” James’ father said as he prepared to leave. “You can still ask the other maids for anything you desire as well, they just have the right to decline.

“I’ll make it work,” he said to his father with a smile as he hid his disappointment. “Follow me.” He told Cecelia as he began to walk back to his room. He looked at her as she followed him. There wasn’t the least bit of interest in her eyes. “Are you upset at my choice?” he asked her as they walked.

“What is there to be upset about?” she asked back.

James scratched his head. He wondered how to break through this girl. “You know, my choice in general. This means you have to follow any order that I command of you. No matter what they may be,” he said with a smirk.

“My duty is to indulge all your wishes,” she replied. “I will do so without question or hesitation.”
“What’s up with this girl?” James asked himself. “She’s just a walking figure of apathy. I can’t elicit any kind of emotion out of her at all…”

Just as James pondered this, he overheard a familiar voice down one of the rooms. “Five beautiful girls with the eagerness to serve practically radiating from them and he chooses Celia,” the voice said. James entered the room to see the red haired maid talking to four other maids not present during the selection. The four facing James quickly noticed him and began giggling as he approached the red haired maid whose back was turned away from him. He looked at Cecelia before looking at the red haired beauty complaining with such energy before exhaling a deep sigh of regret. Suddenly, a though quickly came to his head that put a smirk on his face. He approached the red haired maid as she continued to complain unbeknownst of his presence and placed his hand on her shoulder turning her around. The red haired maid’s face turned red like a cherry as she stared at him. With all the confidence he could muster, James spoke as he put a finger under her chin. “My father said I can still ask for the service of any other maid should I desire. If you truly are that jealous, you can come to my room tonight.” He said as he kissed her on the cheek.

The read haired maid simply stared before shaking her head. “A-as if?!?!” She said frantically. “All I told you was that Celia was a bad choice!!!”

James looked at Cecelia and saw no reaction. Even though it irritated him, it brought him more disappointment than anything. He simply smiled at the red haired maid and walked away saying, “The offer will always stand.” He quickly excused himself as he overheard the continued flustered talk from the room behind him. As they walked, he looked at Cecelia again to the same result. She was just as emotionless as before even after that little act. As James sighed opening his door, he was interrupted by the blonde maid. She pinned him to the wall right next to his room’s door and kissed him aggressively on the lips. James wrapped his arms around her waist as she brought one leg up to caress his own. She then quickly broke the kiss with a seductive smile. “You might have chosen Sissy, but I’ll always make time for you Young Master,” she said as she walked away.

Her comment put a smirk on James’s face as he looked at Cecelia. It quickly disappeared as he saw no reaction from her whatsoever. “Still cold as ice…” he thought disappointed before entering his room. Cecelia quickly followed shutting the door and standing by it. “I apologize if I have caused you any displeasure, Young Master,” said Cecelia.

“It’s not a problem,” James said not hiding his irritation.

“If it would bring you pleasure, I can speak to your father about choosing again.”
“I said it’s not a problem!” exclaimed James with a little anger in his tone. He quickly sat back down on his desk and got on his computer. He remembered what he was doing before he was interrupted a few hours back and it made him even more irritated than he was. There was no way he could do anything now that Cecelia stood in front of his room. Asking her to step out would also just have appeared as a cold act.

“If I may speak,” said Cecelia. “Master Sorrowsworn said that you need to clean yourself and look presentable for tonight. You have about an hour.”

“What for?” asked James irritated as he ran his fingers and thumb across his forehead eyes closed.

“He is holding a celebration for you becoming a man since he could not hold one on the date of your actual birth,” answered Cecelia.

“Fine,” James said standing up and making his way towards his bathroom. A wicked smile then quickly appeared on his face as he opened the door. “Cecelia,” called James. “Come with me. You’re going to give me a bath.”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia without hesitation.

“So what’s this about a celebration?” James asked as Cecelia entered the bathroom.

“Have I not already said?” asked Cecelia in return. “Master Sorrowsworn is holding a celebration for you becoming a man. He has invited your friends as well as their families for a large dinner in the banqueting hall. There will also apparently be an act he has planned just for you young gentlemen.”

“A show? Just for my friends and I?” James asked intrigued. “What’s this †˜act’ going to be about?”

“He has told me to say nothing more of it,” answered Cecelia.

“Tell me. It’s an order.”

“That is an order I cannot follow. I deeply apologize.”

“You are my personal maid. You're supposed to listen to all my commands. Tell me this instant!”

“I apologize, Young Master, but Master Sorrowsworn’s commands still outweigh yours whether I am your personal maid or not.”

“Haagh…” sighed James frustrated. He looked at Cecelia as she stood at the entrance of his bathroom. “Close the door,” he told her with a smile. “Time to push her apathy to its limits,” James thought as he watched her close the door.

“Is there anything else you desire?” asked Cecelia upon closing the door.

“As a matter of fact, yes there is,” said James with a smile. “Take my clothes off.”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia quickly approaching James. She quickly removed James’ gray dress shirt followed by his black shirt leaving his lean upper physique bare. She then moved to the belt around his blue denims and unbuckled it. She removed it in one swift motion before unbuttoning the trousers themselves which she quickly pulled down. All that was left were his boxers and Cecelia quickly slid them down leaving him completely undressed with his cock dangling six inches flaccid. “Would you like me to bathe you now?” She asked James upon finishing her task.

James was surprised to see no reaction. Most women wouldn’t react the way Cecelia did if they were forced to do what she just did. Cecelia however, was not phased one bit. He was even more shocked that the expression in her face did not change upon seeing his member. The women he had bedded in school always gasped or showed some reaction upon seeing his length and girth when flaccid. They were always shocked by the thought of how much more it would grow once it was erect; the fact that Cecelia did not harbor any reaction that he was accustomed to put him on the awkward pedestal. “Yes,” he said almost embarrassed. “I would like for you to bathe me.”

“Then will you please situate yourself in the tub?” asked Cecelia.

“Uh, sure…” James said unsure how to react as he sat in the bathtub. Cecelia turned one of the handles of the tub’s faucet and it quickly began to fill with warm water. When it had reached a satisfactory amount, Cecelia stopped the faucet and sat on the edge of the tub besides James. She took off her stockings which James couldn’t help but stare at her legs as she did so. She then put her legs in the tub and reached for a sponge and body wash. Cecelia poured some body wash on the sponge and began rubbing James’ shoulders. Her touch was gentle yet firm as she cleaned his back and torso. She lifted one of James’ arms and thoroughly wiped it clean with the sponge. James particularly enjoyed seeing some of her cleavage when she would lean forward to reach around him. He was totally unsure how to react to how casually she was handling this situation. He then imagined what would have happened if he had asked the same of the blonde maid and it brought a little regret. “Have you always been so apathetic?” asked James finally breaking the silence.

“I do not know how to answer that question,” answered Cecelia as she began to clean his other arm. “I was told by my parents before they passed away that you should never show your true self unless it is to people you truly care about. It is a reason that I believe in even until now.”

“So does that mean you don’t care about me?” asked James.

Cecelia paused. There was a slight hesitation in her expression that James caught before disappearing as she began to speak. “I care about you deeply, Young Master,” she answered.

“You don’t show it,” said James.

“I do not need to speak of my reasons to you,” said Cecelia as she finished cleaning James upper body. She then began to pour shampoo on her hands.

“I order…” said James before pausing. He could easily order her to tell him everything. His conscience however, gnawed at him telling him not to ask. If he was going to learn about this girl, he would have to do so gently and slowly. As he felt Cecelia’s hands work his scalp, he couldn’t help but feel attracted to her. There was more to this woman that bathed him than he first initially believed. Something about her mysterious apathy was alluring to James. Every time he attempted to elicit an emotion out of her, he was the one who ended up being worked over. He realized that maybe it was more curiosity than beauty that attracted him to Cecelia so much. He desperately wanted to break through the icy barrier that Cecelia wrapped around herself so well. Just seeing even the slight change in expression in her face mere moments ago made James feel as if he won a key victory in a war. A war in which he was now determined to win no matter what it takes. “I think you’ve done quite enough with my hair,” said James. “Why don’t you finish up by cleaning my lower half?”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia. “Would you please stand so I may do so?”

“Y-yeah,” said James stuttering a little. “I can do that.” He stood up out of the tub his pelvic region just a few inches away from Cecelia’s face. Even with his cock right in front of her, Cecelia simply rubbed his legs with the soap covered sponge. Its presence did not trigger or elicit any kind of emotion from her at all. She continued to run her hands all over his legs not missing a spot. After a few minutes, she eyed James member and put her hand under it. She gently lifted it holding it in her delicate hand as she began to rub the sponge on it. James let out a grunt as he felt her hands working him. He hardened a little to her touch grunting once more as she continued to work. Suddenly, he felt warmth rush down his cock as Cecelia drenched it in water to rinse it. “Will you exit the tub for me to wipe you dry?” she questioned.

As Cecelia stepped out of the tub to grab a towel, James felt a feeling of disappointment from both being half aroused and not being able to budge Cecelia. “Stop,” he said as convincingly as he could. “Did I say you were finished? You did not clean me well enough.”

“My deepest apologies,” Cecelia said as she returned the towel to its rack and walked back to the tub. She sat once more in the tub James member no further than a few inches again. Instead of using the sponge, Cecelia poured the soap directly onto her hand creating a nice lather. She then took hold of James cock stroking it directly with her wet soapy hands. Taking extra care, she began to use her other hand to rub his balls. At this point, James grunts became more audible as Cecelia worked her magic. As her slippery hand ran down his cock, he could feel himself hardening to her touch. His cock began to grow slowly coming to life as Cecelia relentlessly scrubbed it down with her slippery hands. “She knows what she’s doing…” James thought to himself as his dick now stood fully erect at a proud nine inches. He continued to enjoy the sensations Cecelia was giving him and he could feel his climax fast approaching after having held back for two weeks. With each stroke, he felt himself nearing orgasm. His legs began to shake as the thought and excitement of letting out two week’s worth of pent up stress came to his mind. At this point, he didn’t even care about Cecelia. All James wanted was a nice pleasurable orgasm. But as soon as he felt his release, Cecelia stopped causing him to choke on air as he opened his clenched eyes. “Have I cleaned it well enough now?” she asked as James looked at her annoyed. He readied to tell her that she had no right to stop until he commanded but quickly changed his mind as he looked at her face. Even after seeing his member grow, she still had a look of stoicism in her face. There was no way she knew that he was about to cum just from the reaction of his body. James began to ponder if the reason she stopped was because she was aware of this or rather just because she believed it was satisfactory. Maybe it was her plan to torture him knowing that he wouldn’t be brave enough to ask her to continue. The fact that James could not read why she did so added to her mystery and appeal. “Yes,” James said hiding his disappointment. “That should be satisfactory.”

“Then I shall dry you now,” said Cecelia as she exited the tub once more. As she prepared to grab a towel, the bathroom door suddenly swung open. There stood the blonde maid looking at Cecelia then at James her eyes widening a little before a hint of jealousy took over. “Cecelia,” she said with an obvious forced smile on her face. “Master Sorrowsworn requires your presence for the Young Master’s celebration. As you know, his word is more absolute than the Young Master’s.”
Cecelia looked at James before bowing. “I deeply apologize for this sudden inconvenience,” she said.

“It’s fine,” James replied somewhat disappointed. “Go ahead.”

Cecelia quickly left with the blonde maid leaving James alone standing in the tub. He quickly got out grabbing a towel as he began to dry himself his member now softening as he wrapped the towel around his waist. As he walked into his room, he heard the door creak open. There stood the blonde maid eying him like a piece of meat as he stood in front of his closet. She licked her lips as a seductive smile grew on her face. “Sissy might be gone, but maybe I can help you Young Master?” she said as she quietly closed and locked the door behind her.

James felt a stirring in his loins as his dick began to grow at an alarming rate once more. He quickly walked over to her picking her up off her feet and tossing her on one of the plush couches in his room. She let out a noise of excitement smiling as James hovered on top of her taking off the towel. Lifting up her short skirt, James noticed that her white cotton panties were already stained with juices. She had been wanting for quite a while. She looked at James cock eyeing his member. “I hope you know how to satisfy a woman,” she teased.

Annoyed by her comment and already sexually frustrated from the event with Cecelia previously, James ripped off her panties and lined his cock with her inviting folds in a flash. Suddenly, he was inside of her burying his entire member into her tight little pussy in one thrust. “Ah!!!” she screamed in pleasure and pain surprised as James savored the feeling of her warmth and wetness. Without any more hesitation, James began to move wildly like an animal stabbing her womanhood with quick and hard thrusts causing her to moan with each. He pulled out all the way to the point where the head of his cock was all that was inside her before slamming back in ravaging her. The blonde maid wrapped her legs and arms around James as he felt him move back and forth inside her piercing her walls and hitting all the right spots with his dick. “Oh yeah,” she said panting. “Don’t stop!!! Ah!”
This comment caused James to snap out of his wild frenzy and he slowed his movement to delay his orgasm. What was he doing being so selfish? He thought to himself realizing he was only concerned with his own pleasure. He then looked at the maid as she breathed heavily her chest heaving up and down. He then put a hand on one of her breast fondling it through her outfit as he began to thrust at a more rhythmic pace which she seemed to enjoy even more. Wanting to satisfy her, James began to circle his thumb on her clitoris as he fucked her. This caused her to start writhing around moaning uncontrollably as James worked her to orgasm. After another ten minutes, James was unprepared as he felt her legs and arms tighten their grip on him as she arched her back lifting most of it off the couch. James felt her walls tighten and he lost it plowing into her like clockwork from the new sensations. The blonde maid screamed as James continued to ravage her during her orgasm sending her even more pleasure in the process. He then felt his seed burst forth as thick strands began to coat her walls. She let out a yelp as James invading warmth washed into her womanhood like a torrent as he let out two week’s worth of cum. James pulled out breathing heavily leaning back on one of the couch’s arms as he looked at his seed leak out of her pussy. “Wow,” she said out of breath. “That was…”

“Amazing? What did you expect?” James asked confidently also out of breath.

“I expected a lot more actually,” she said as she reached into one of her pockets pulling out a clean rag and cleaning herself. “I guess I can’t really expect much from one lost in their own confidence.” James eyed her with a look of irritation after her comment. “Tell you what?” she said as she began to wipe James cock causing him to grunt from the sensitivity. “Why don’t you come to my quarters tonight Young Master? I can teach you to be a better man and you can see what a true woman is like unlike all the ones you’ve been with before.”

A wicked grin of curiosity and excitement appeared on James face as she made her comment. “Okay,” James answered without hesitation.

“Come right after your celebration,” she said as she pulled her panties back up.

“Just head to the West Wing Maids’ Quarters and ask for Charlotte Adelstein.”

“Charlotte,” said James repeating her name. “Got it.”

“As of right now however, you best get ready,” said Charlotte as she opened the door preparing to walk out. “Wouldn’t want to be late to your own celebration right?”

James happily dressed himself as he thought about the erotic session he just had with Charlotte mere moments ago. He became even more excited thinking about the post party plan he just set up. Sure he might have blown a gigantic load, but James new that he had much more left after two weeks of abstinence. He quickly got out of his room with a big smile beaming on his face as he walked down the halls. It didn’t take James long to reach the main banqueting hall of their estate. There were many places you could eat at the Sorrowsworn estate, but all paled in comparison to the main banqueting hall. It was one of the largest rooms in the entire house, boasting the size of a commoner’s house. Inside this area was a stage where James’ father would hire performers to do plays and exhibitions. Three tables, easily capable of seating twenty-four guests each, could also be easily placed in the room. With this in mind, James was quite curious as to what his Father had prepared for him if he was using the main banqueting hall for the celebration. All James could conclude it that whatever it may be, it will be something he won’t be forgetting anytime soon.

As James reached the entrance, he saw the red haired maid standing by the door with two others. She and the other two maids boasted a variation of the typical outfit. It was a darker blue instead of black as well as a two piece that delightfully revealed a good amount of waist. James looked at the red haired maid with a smile as he approached her. “You look stunning in that outfit,” he said bowing to her.

The red haired maid’s face turned a deep crimson at James action before she spoke. “As if I need your compliment for me to know that!” she said flustered.

James looked at her with a soft smile as he enjoyed how easily he could egg her on. She was definitely the opposite of Cecelia. “I’m sorry if I have offended you then, my lady,” James said bowing once more and holding her hand, planting a kiss on it. “Please accept my deepest apologies.”

“S-stop that!” she said yanking her hand away from James like a bolt of lightning as the other two maids giggled. She stared at James before looking away. “J-just go inside already!” she said with a slight pout.

James continued to smile at her reactions. “As you wish,” he said as he opened the door and entered the banqueting hall. There was only one table filled with the four families that served together with the Sorrowsworns. He hurried his way sitting next to John as he reached the table. The other boys quickly joined; all of them sitting together. “Wow James,” said John impressed. “Your Dad really knows how to throw a party.”

“Mine pales in comparison,” said Charles laughing.

“You guys always know how to make me feel awful and spoiled,” James said with a smile as they all laughed.

“You make it easy,” replied Jordan.

“Jordan makes a valid point,” agreed Vincent.

“Even Vincent agrees and he rarely jokes around,” added John as they all laughed once more.

“Let’s get off the subject of me being spoiled,” said James. “Vincent, why don’t you invite your sisters to join us?”

“I’d like Vivian and Priscilla’s minds to stay unspoiled, thank you,” answered Vincent as the others chuckled.

“Why?” asked Jordan. “They’ve grown up to be quite the lookers, if you know what I mean.”

“Chill out Jordan,” said Charles quickly. “Pricilla hasn’t even graduated yet and Vivian just got into high school.”

“I don’t see the problem,” added John jokingly as they all burst out into laughter with the exception of Vincent.

“Then what about your brother Charles?” asked James.

“He’s an annoying little prick,” answered Charles. “Just let him sit with my parents.”

“None of us really like our siblings with the exception of Vincent,” said John. “I'm ecstatic about the fact that mine’s all the way in the east coast. And I’m pretty sure Jordan is too about his own brother.”

“Damn straight,” said Jordan with a chuckle. “That scholarship he got was the greatest thing that ever happened. But enough about our siblings, how’s Jessica doing?”

“I honestly don’t know,” James replied. “We haven’t heard from her in four years. After that argument she had with my parents, she just vanished.”

“I’m sorry about Jessica,” said Vincent.

James looked at Vincent before quickly looking at his friends reactions. He quickly smiled and started laughing. “Nothing to be sorry about, she was a bitch anyway,” he said laughing as they all joined in with the exception of Vincent once more.

“May I have your attention please?” James’ Father asked as he finally spoke, causing everyone to go silent. “As you all know, no more than a week ago, my son James turned eighteen. Having been too busy to give him a celebration, I thought I would make up for it today.” James’ father stood as he continued to speak. “Stevens, Gates, Lashley, Irons,” he said looking at each family respectively. “You have been valuable allies in my business. I thank you for your service and I hope I continue to be worth serving.”

A quiet applause echoed through the hall as James’ father took his seat. Food was then quickly brought in and they all began to feast. James father had delicacies from all over the world prepared to perfection for the celebration. From the age old American Ribeye to the more foreign wonders of Lechon from the Philippines, everything was there. They all enjoyed themselves as they indulged in the succulent variety James' father had prepared. “Definitely spoiled,” said John laughing as they ate.

“Shut up,” replied James chuckling.

“Better be careful,” said Jordan to James. “Wouldn’t want to ruin that fancy clothing now right?”

“I get it guys,” said James somewhat annoyed with a smile. “I’m a spoiled brat.”

“Here I am wearing a three hundred dollar suit,” said Charles laughing. “And I thought I was living the good life.”

“Still a better life than most,” said Vincent. “You should be thankful.”

“Always so serious,” replied John. “Take it easy every once in a while, Vincent.”

“I agree,” said James. “Enjoy what you got.” They continued to eat, making small talk as dessert was being rolled in. The assortment was similar to dinner as sweets from every corner of the world were placed on the table replacing empty dishes. As they continued to feast, James enjoyed every moment of his celebration. This was definitely something he would not be forgetting anytime soon after all.

When everyone was satisfied, James’ Father stood once more. “Gentlemen, let us depart to discuss business and leave the young adults to the show I have prepared for them,” he quickly looked with a face of guilt at Charles younger brother, Vivian, and Priscilla. “And I must apologize, but you three are too young to stay with the young adults. I have discussed this with your parents and they have opted to send you home.”

While the younger siblings sighed in disappointment, Vincent sighed in relief as Charles leapt for Joy. “Good riddance,” said Charles as he watched his brother exit the main banqueting hall with Vivian and Priscilla. “Jacob’s such a little pain in the ass.”

“I for one am happy that my sisters won’t see anything that might scar them,” added Vincent. “So what do you think your Father has planned James?”

“No idea,” said James as he looked at his Father and Mother leave with his friends’ parents. “I guess I can only hope it’s good.”

“Agreed,” James’ friends all said in unison as they sat down. The lights were dimmed as they focused onto the stage. James looked with anticipation as he noticed the red curtains moving slightly. The night had already gone great, so he was quite curious as to what else his Father had planned to make it even better. As the curtains drew back, James’ and his friends’ eyes widened as Cecelia and the red haired maid stood on stage boasting the new blue maid outfit James saw earlier. They began to sway their hips as they started to dance seductively in unison. It was unlike anything James had ever seen. His friends appeared to have been in the same boat as they shared in his disbelief. The girls continued dancing, their suggestive movements fueling the young males’ libido. Just when James did not think it could get any better, the lights went out, shadowing the entire stage. They then suddenly turned back on in just a few seconds with James’ and his friends’ eyes widening once more in disbelief. Cecelia and the redhead maid continued their dance now only wearing a very long velvet ribbon to cover their bodies. Their flesh was mesmerizing to watch as they danced in unison. James hoped that they would make even just a slight mistake so that the ribbon would allow for an accidental peak at either Cecelia’s or the red haired maid’s privates. He could see their nipples bleeding through the ribbon from the slightly cold temperature of the room. As attractive as Cecelia was, James eyes couldn’t help but be plastered on the red haired maid’s body. She was every inch the woman he assumed under her outfit when he first inspected her. Unlike Charlotte’s gorgeous voluptuous body, her curves were very well defined and sculpted. She definitely had a dancer’s body and James was very pleased to finally see it. “Words cannot explain,” said Charles his eyes also plastered on the red haired maid.

“Don’t talk then,” said John bluntly. They all watched intently as the dance went on for another ten minutes before the curtains closed in and the lights returned. The curtains then reopened, the red haired maid and Cecelia stepping out and down from the stage. The boys quickly got up, James included, standing next to them. “My name is Cecelia Estheim,” said Cecelia as she bowed.

“And I am Reimi Walters,” said the red haired maid bowing as well.

“And for the rest of the night, we will be acknowledging any of your wishes,” they said in unison as they bowed.

The guys with the exception of James and Vincent all looked at each other with excited and wicked smiles. “Any wish?” asked Jordan.

“Jordan…” said Vincent before he was hushed by John.

“Anything you desire,” answered Reimi.

“Well, well,” said Jordan leering at Reimi. “Let’s start with you taking off those clothes. You’re awfully overdressed.”

“Jordan!” exclaimed Vincent.

“Hush Vincent,” said John. “They said any wish remember? And I for one think that’s a great wish.”

“Me too,” added Charles eyeing Reimi.

“James…” said Vincent looking at him.

James looked at Vincent before looking at his friends now eagerly waiting for Reimi to undress. He felt a sense of guilt which he quickly buried. “I have no problem with it,” he said with a confident smile.

“Perfect,” said Jordan. “Proceed.”

Reimi looked at Cecelia who gazed back at her. They both nodded their heads before Reimi looked once more at Jordan standing in front of him “As you wish,” she said as she slid her skirt off in an instant. It dropped to the floor, revealing a nice pair of tight light pink cotton panties that hugged her butt. She then undid the laces on the back of her top before dropping it to the floor as well, revealing a matching bra. “Damn…” said Jordan quivering as Charles and John eyed her up and down.

“You too, honey,” said John now looking at Cecelia.

Cecelia said no words and just quickly followed Reimi’s lead. She boasted similar underwear only a slightly darker pink. “Holy Shit,” said John as he reached out and stroked his fingers down Cecelia’s left arm.

“Is this satisfactory?” asked Cecelia.

“Not quite,” answered Charles. “Don’t you think they’re both still a little overdressed guys?”

“Very much so,” Jordan and John said in unison.

“Take the rest of it off,” said Charles. “Reimi first.”

Reimi reached for her back as she unclasped her bra. She slipped off the straps as she held the cups in place using her right arm. Just as she was about to remove it, Vincent’s hand grabbed Reimi’s arm, preventing her from revealing he breasts. “That’s enough!” he said. “I know they’re just commoners to you guys, but that doesn’t give you the right to treat them like objects.”

“They’re maids,” said John. “Practically slaves. We can do whatever we want. They said so themselves.”

“Yeah. Get the hell out of the way Vincent,” added Jordan.

“That’s enough, guys,” James finally spoke. “The show was plenty eye candy already.”

“Seriously, James?!” asked Charles annoyed. “You’re always on Vincent’s side, trying to hide it with some pathetic excuse.”

“I said that’s enough,” said James more demanding.

“Fine,” said Charles disappointed as Jordan and John sighed. The three of them looked at each other before looking at James. “We’re sorry for not listening; it is your party after all.”

“The three of us are just gonna head home before our parents,” said John.

“Really?” asked James.

“Yeah really,” said John as they made their way to the exit. “Well see you at the beach come next Friday.”

James and Vincent looked on as John and the other two exited the main banqueting hall. Vincent finally let go of Reimi’s arm looking at her. “Put your bra back on,” he said. “In fact, put all your clothes back on. Both of you.” He looked at James and smiled. “Thanks for having my back. I was starting to doubt.”

“I’ll always have your back Vince,” said James. “I’ve known you since we were four.”

“Seems you’re letting John and the others push you around more often nowadays,” said Vincent as they sat back down at the table. “Where’s your backbone?”

“They’re my friends,” answered James leaning back into the chair. “I want them to be happy. Though it seems like I’m either making you or them happy; never both.”

“I can understand,” said Vincent. “But you also have to consider the others affected in your attempts to make them happy.”

“I will, I will,” said James sighing. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry to me,” said Vincent chuckling. “Apologize to them.”

“Let’s continue talking in my room,” said James. “You’re excused, Reimi,” he said happily now knowing the red haired maid’s name. James then left the main banqueting hall with Vincent by his side as they strolled back to his room.

“That one’s still following us,” said Vincent looking back noticing Cecelia.

James’ heart skipped a beat at Vincent’s comment. “O-oh yeah!” he said suspiciously. “Don’t mind her she’s just… um, just don’t mind her.”

“Why are you following us?” asked Vincent.

“Don’t ask her weird questions, Vince!” exclaimed James hysterically.

“I must follow the Young Master Sorrowsworn for I am his personal maid,” said Cecelia pointing at her choker. “This red choker binds me to the Young Master. As long as I wear it, I must follow his every command.”

“A personal maid?” asked Vincent with a look of disbelief. “When the hell did you stoop so low?”

“It’s not my fault,” James answered trying to defend himself. “It was my Father’s idea. He said at his age, he was given one by his Father as well.”

“This is wrong James…” said Vincent as they reached James room. “You shouldn’t have that much power over a person.”

“It’ll be fine,” James said as a maid came around the corner. James looked at her, surprised by her sudden appearance. “Do you have a message?”

“Master Irons is looking for you, Young Master Irons,” said the maid. “He states that you will be departing shortly.”

“Tell him I’ll be waiting outside the estate,” said Vincent. As the maid left, he looked at James once more. “Promise me you won’t do anything stupid with your new found power,” said Vincent as he looked into James eyes.

“I promise,” James said as convincingly as he could, trying to believe it himself.

“Good,” said Vincent. He then walked away, leaving James alone with Cecelia standing in front of his room. “I’ll see you at the beach,” Vincent added as he looked at James once more from the end of the hall before turning the corner.

“Yeah…” said James, unsure himself about his promise. “I’ll see you then.”

James sat on his bed, sighing as he thought about what Vincent said. He looked at Cecelia standing by the door silently. “You never told me you could dance,” said James trying to start a conversation.

“You never asked,” she replied. “Is there anything you require before I retire for the night?”

“Retire for the night?” James asked confused. “I want you to sleep here. Forget about your old quarters.”

“I simply cannot…” Cecelia said with a look of surprise James barely caught.

“Well, you are,” said James happy to see another emotion on her face other than apathy. “I’ll get them to move your clothing into one of my closets. There’s also plenty space for your belongings in my room.”

“And where am I to sleep?” asked Cecelia.

“In my bed with me,” said James smiling.

“If that is your wish,” Cecelia said bowing.

“I usually sleep in my underwear and a shirt,” said James leaning back on his bed. “You?

“Usually a night dress,” answered Cecelia. “I will go retrieve one from my quarters.”

James looked at her before deviously smiling as an idea came to mind in his head. “We can have everything of yours brought here tomorrow,” he said. “Why not just grab one of my shirts and wear that?”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia as she opened James closet.

“Help me out of my attire and put one on me as well,” said James as Cecelia took out a white shirt.

“As you wish,” Cecelia said once more as she approached James. She unbuttoned James vest followed by his dress shirt. Taking them off, Cecelia quickly pulled his shirt over his head leaving him half naked from the waist up. She quickly put one of the white shirts on James who happily enjoyed being dressed like a child.

“Grab me a pair of sweat pants,” James commanded.

“I thought you slept in a shirt and just underwear?” asked Cecelia.

“Who said I was sleeping right now?” asked James chuckling. “I have a date with someone in about ten minutes. You may sleep in my bed while you wait for me to return.”

As Cecelia finished putting the sweat pants on James, she quickly bowed. “As you wish,” she said.

“You don’t talk much do you?” James asked.

“If it displeases you, I apologize,” said Cecelia. “Will you be departing now?”

“Not quite,” said James as he eyed Cecelia. “I’d be more comfortable if you had changed into your sleep clothes as well.”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia once more no longer to James’ surprise. She quickly undid the laces on the back of her top letting it fall to the ground. The skirt quickly followed as she tugged it off. James was not too excited having seen her like this before, but he was curious as to how she looked underneath her underwear. His dreams would have to wait however as Cecelia quickly pulled the white shirt over her. It was a little large on her ending just to the point where James could see a small amount of Cecelia’s pink cotton panties. James quickly concentrated his eyes on her chest as Cecelia dug her hands underneath her shirt, pulling her bra out. James could see her nipples bleed through the shirt and a spark of excitement ran down his spine. He so desperately wanted to see her bare body, but he did not want to act out of animalistic instinct. “Spin for me,” said James opting for the more tamed route.

“As you wish,” said Cecelia rotating slowly. James could not see much, so he left most to imagination. He was pleased as Cecelia’s back was to him and he managed to catch a view of her nice firm and round butt that the shirt could not completely cover. Feeling a little daring and wanting to test her once again, James got up and wrapped his arms around Cecelia from behind. “You have a beautiful body,” he said as he placed his hand on the side of her hips smiling. James rubbed her smooth skin, feeling the firmness of Cecelia’s butt on his palm.

“You will run late if you do not depart soon Young Master,” Cecelia said looking at James as he continued to caress her. Her face maintained its stoic appearance as she looked into James eyes. He noticed the lack of reaction in Cecelia’s face and quickly let go. “Y-you’re right,” James said looking away. “Don’t wait for me; chances are I’ll be back at a much later time.” He quickly walked out of his room, leaving Cecelia as he made his way down the hall.

“What’s wrong with her?” James asked himself as he made his way to the West Wing Maids’ Quarters. “She was obviously surprised when I told her she’d be sleeping in my room, but she wasn’t surprised at me feeling her. Was she just pretending not to care or did she really not care? Was she even surprised when I told her she’d be sleeping with me or was that look she had for a single instant just my imagination?” James thoughts continued to swirl in his head as he tried to understand Cecelia. He quickly buried them as he approached the West Wing Maids’ Quarters. He decided it best not to think about it and just enjoy the bountiful harvest that is Charlotte who was eagerly waiting for him. He checked his watch showing eleven o’clock as he knocked on the door. It creaked open as a maid answered shocked to see him. “I’m sorry for my lack of proper manners,” she said quickly bowing. “I did not think it was you, Young Master.”

“Take it easy,” said James with a smile. “You didn’t do anything wrong, just point me to where Charlotte Adelstein is.”

“Oh,” she said as she opened the door allowing James to enter. “Please follow me then.” There were a dozen beds six on each side with a footlocker. There were many maids all doing different things some talking in groups while others preferred to be alone. The ones that were alone were either reading a magazine or book or changing into night attire which James was happy to see. James also took note of their appearances, noticing most were a mix of American and European. Their ages ranged from what James speculated to be their late twenties to no older than fifteen or sixteen. Upon noticing him, all the maids quickly made their way to the foot of their beds and bowed. The ones that were changing grew a bright red color on their faces, embarrassed at being seen as they bowed. It put a smile on James’ face to see their reactions. They reached the end of the room where the maid leading James opened a wooden door. Behind it was another hall with more beds and maids as well a hall that led down to a large area with a giant bath. James managed to catch a glimpse of some maids enjoying the water as they passed the baths. “There’re a lot of you here,” James said to the maid who was leading him. “How many sleep in this area?”

“Twenty-four live in this wing under Miss Charlotte’s command,” she answered as they walked.

“Twenty-four?” James asked surprised. “Under Charlotte’s command?”

“Yes. Master Sorrowsworn appointed Miss Charlotte head maid for the West Wing,” she answered. “Each wing’s age group varies depending on the age of the wing’s head maid. Miss Cecelia handles the East Wing, Miss Reimi handles the South Wing, and Head Maid Catherine not only manages the North Wing, but all the other wings as well as all the maids.”

“No wonder I didn’t see any of the older maids. I never knew each wing was led by someone other than Catherine,” James said to her. “How’s it like living here?”

“Very pleasant,” the maid answered. “Well, maybe for us commoners at least. Master Sorrowsworn is very caring which is why each wing has its own bath and dining area. Plus, since they are at the edges of the house, we all have a great view looking over the town from out the windows.”

“Sound like a nicer version of prison,” said James jokingly.

“It’s definitely not a prison,” the maid replied looking at James as they reached a door. “Most of us have no families or families that could not support us. Master Sorrowsworn in his vast wealth offered to take us in for the simple act of serving him as payment. It is a tradition that has apparently been passed down to each man in the family.”

James felt guilty hearing these words. He remembered that when he was a child, his father always told him to treat people with humility. If you provide for them, they will be willing to serve without question. James then thought about all the selfish things he had done. Never once did he ever treat a maid with any respect in the house since he was a child. His focuses were always on his selfish wants and he remembered all the times he whined and cried to many of the maids’ concerns. “I’ve always been a brat my entire life acting like I can get anything I want,” he thought to himself. He then snapped back into reality after hearing the maid in front of him. “Sorry, something was on my mind,” said James.

“These are Miss Charlotte’s quarters,” the maid said opening the door. “Please feel free to call any of us as well if you require anything.”

“That shouldn’t be necessary,” said James as he entered and the maid closed the door behind him. James took a glance at the room noticing it was quite large. There was a large bed fit for two with tall posts between two large arch windows adorned with blue curtains. There’s was also a dresser with a mirror next to a closet left of the bed. To the right of the bed was a small desk with a computer as well as a few books. There was even a large television behind James, mounted right above the door. “She’s pretty well off for a servant…” James thought to himself. Upon finally finishing his examination, James heard a noise coming from an arch in the wall leading to another room covered by a red curtain. He realized it was the sound of running water as he saw steam escape from behind the curtain. As the water stopped, James' heart began to race as he saw a figure from behind the curtain walking towards his direction.

“Don’t just stand there,” Charlotte’s familiar voice called out. “Take a seat on the bed.”

James made his way to the bed in an instant, his heart racing at a phenomenal speed. As Charlotte walked out, James eyes widened upon seeing her only wearing a white towel. He felt a stirring in his pants as he began to get hard. “Wow…” he managed to stammer before being totally embarrassed.

“Here you are having bedded your fair share of women, but intimidated by me,” teased Charlotte as she made her way to the bed. She stood in front of James, eyeing him from head to toe as she saw the anticipation on his face. “Bet you didn’t even treat any of those women right. Probably the reason they left you.”

“Shut up,” said James annoyed. “How would you know that?”

“You were like a wild animal with no self-control back in your room earlier,” answered Charlotte, tapping James’ head with a finger. “If I didn’t say anything, you wouldn’t have even bothered helping me finish. You’d have just finished yourself and left me there.”

“That’s not true,” said James meekly knowing it was. “It had just been a long time since my last session.”

“That’s no excuse,” said Charlotte as she peeled the towel off of her. “A real man would always put the pleasure of a woman before their own. I bet you haven’t ever even eaten one out.”

James looked ate her bare body and froze. She was every bit the beauty under the towel that he expected. She was very shapely with a rack that definitely had a little more than a hand full topped with perky pink nipples about one and a half inches in diameter. Her waist lacked a good amount of fat but it was not flattened and shaped to perfection like Reimi’s or Cecelia’s which was understandable with the size of her rack compared to theirs. She had slightly wide hips leading down to a pair of nice long legs which James noticed were just newly shaven. James eyes quickly locked on to her lower lips. They were a nice pink color like her nipples absent any hair which was a first for James. All the women he had bedded always left a neat tuft which Charlotte did not have. James cock sprang to full attention, straining against his sweat pants and begging for release. “P-please take good care of me,” he stuttered as he eyed Charlotte up and down.

“This excited after seeing a woman’s bare body,” said Charlotte shaking her head in disappointment as she rubbed James cock through his sweat pants with her foot. “You need to take care of me first. Part of the reason I invited you was so that you could be a better man remember?”

“But…” James said slightly disappointed. “I’ve been holding back. I need more release.”

“Such a selfish little boy you are,” replied Charlotte as she took her foot off his straining member. “I can only imagine how unsatisfied all the women you have been with must have been. You’re all size, no skill and completely selfish.”

“Then what do I have to do so you’ll help me?” James asked with a tone of desperation and irritation.

Charlotte leaned in planting a kiss on James lips. “Make me cum once and I’ll help you,” she said smiling at him. “But you’re only allowed to use your hands and mouth.”

“But… b-but I’ve never…” James said his face completely red. “I’ve never actually… well, I-I’ve never actually eaten out a girl…”

A devious smiled appeared on Charlotte’s face. “Then I’ll teach you,” she said as she kicked James down onto the bed before crawling on top of him. She began to kiss James once more, their lips locking. James felt Charlotte’s hand take hold of his, placing one on her butt and the other` on her chest. He began to knead her chest pinching her nipple every so often as he rubbed his hand in a circular motion, feeling her round ass. James felt Charlotte’s lips part as her tongue licked his lips, attempting to part them. He happily obliged letting Charlotte’s tongue dart into his mouth. Their tongues wrestled with each other, Charlotte’s mostly dominating James as they continued to kiss. After several minutes, James broke the kiss, lowering his head. He clamped on to Charlotte’s right breast swirling his tongue as he sucked her all the while massaging her left. James then moved his other hand from caressing her round bottom to her soaking lower lips. James was happy to know that Charlotte was clearly excited and he decided to slip in a finger, savoring her warmth. Charlotte let out a soft moan to James’ pleasure which urged him to begin sliding his finger in and out slowly. He switched breasts to clamp on to as he began to circle Charlotte’s clit softly with his thumb, causing her to release more soft moans. James inserted a second finger into her sopping wet pussy as he continued to play with her chest. He began to slide his fingers in and out more quickly as Charlotte quivered, moaning into his ear. “D-don’t stop,” said Charlotte. “Y-you know how to use your hands. I’ll give you that.”

James felt a boost of confidence as Charlotte whispered into his ear and he continued his work, probing her folds with his fingers all the while playing with her clit and chest as well. James could now feel the stirring in his loins becoming unbearable as he continued his work. He could feel that Charlotte was also getting extremely aroused as she bucked her hips, attempting to match the thrusts of his finger as she moaned and breathed heavily. Charlotte took back her chest which James was eagerly sucking as she put her lips next to his ear. “Do what you’re doing with your fingers. But use your tongue,” she whispered before resituating herself. Charlotte was now sitting on James’ face, her soaking wet pussy rubbing against his lips. James eagerly began to lick her slit, moving his hands to her legs and pulling her in tighter. He then moved one of his hands to circle her clit once more as he began to drill into Charlotte’s pussy with his tongue going as deep as he can, tasting her juices. “J-just like that! Haah! Don’t stop!” Charlotte moaned, falling forward and supporting herself with her arms.

James noticed her reactions as he looked up at Charlotte’s body leaning over him. He continued to eat her out, now wiggling his tongue inside her as he thrust with it. He rubbed Charlotte’s clit more forcefully as she began to moan loudly, grinding her hips against his lips. James continued to work her pussy now using his fingers as he began to lick her clit, flicking back and forth with impressive speed. As he began to run circles with his tongue around Charlotte’s clit, James felt her walls tighten around his fingers as she came furiously. James felt her convulse, falling front first on the mattress as her juices spilled out and covered his face. He delightfully lapped up all her sweet nectar as she rolled off from on top of him. “Not half bad for your first time eating a girl,” teased Charlotte as she moved so that she was eye level with James once more.

“Thanks,” said James unable to think of anything else to say. This was the very first time he felt a girl cum so hard, not being able to recall from any past experiences. He was even more shocked that it happened without the use of his member. Having Charlotte cum as hard as she did on his face sent all the blood in James rushing down to his dick. Charlotte looked intently at James' sweat pants now pitching a nine inch tent under the fabric. “As promised,” she said before lowering herself down to James’ crotch. She took off James pants as well as boxers, tossing them aside and onto the floor. “My, my,” said Charlotte with a big smile. “I didn’t get a good look at it earlier today, but you’ve got quite the beautiful cock.”

“Thanks,” James said once more before gasping for air as Charlotte began to rub his cock with her right hand. She pumped his shaft, working in a nice rhythm as she began to massage his balls with her other hand. Suddenly, James let out a groan as he felt her tongue begin to run the length of the underside of his cock. James was euphoric, feeling her tongue glide from bottom to tip all over his cock as she stroked him. He felt Charlotte’s lips wrap around his balls, taking each one into her mouth, sucking and licking them. James groaned having never had a woman do so for him before.

“Judging from you reaction, you’ve never had your balls played with huh?” Charlotte asked James before licking the underside of his member once more. “In fact, has any girl ever given you head?”

“Y-yeah,” James said meekly. “They usually just sucked part of it saying it’s too big.”

“You really are selfish getting girls to give you oral while you refuse to do the same for them,” said Charlotte stroking James vigorously, causing him to grab the sheets in pleasure.

“Th-that feels so good,” James croaked as Charlotte’s hands worked him.

“This’ll feel even better,” Charlotte replied with a devious smile before taking James cock in her mouth. He watched as inch by inch disappeared into her mouth until about half of it was inside. She bobbed her head up and down, stroking the rest not in her mouth with her hand. James enjoyed the feeling of her soft lips and skillful tongue wrapped around his member, slowly bringing him to orgasm. James was surprised even more when he felt the entire warmth of her mouth take in his entire cock to the hilt, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat. James groaned in pleasure, motionless in the blissful feeling of her tight warm throat around the head of his cock. He then felt Charlotte grab his hands putting them on either side of her head. James lost it with this action, clenching onto her hair as he thrust into her mouth wildly. He saw tears begin to form on Charlotte’s eyes as he thrust into her relentlessly, his orgasm fast approaching. With just a few more thrusts, James buried his member as deep as he could in Charlotte’s mouth, erupting one thick strand of sperm right after the other and timing his thrusts with each convulsion. He came for at least half a minute before it finally ceased. He pulled out of her mouth, his member still rock hard and not fully satisfied. James watched Charlotte take a deep breath, cum dripping down her lip. “Yours tastes delicious,” said Charlotte with a satisfied look on her face. “I love it when men ravage my throat like that.”

James closed his eyes, breathing heavily before suddenly groaning as he felt Charlotte wrap her breasts around his cock. Taking a firm hold on either side, Charlotte stroked James’ cock in between her breasts, causing James to moan in pleasure. He was getting his very first tit fuck and he could not believe the sensations it was giving him. He clenched his eyes shut thrusting into Charlotte’s soft mound as she licked and sucked the part of his cock that poked out from between her chest. It only took a James a matter of minutes before he bit his lower lip, cumming once more and covering Charlotte’s chest and neck with pearly white strands of cum. James felt his dick beginning to soften after cumming twice in such a short period. He then felt himself hardening once more as Charlotte straddled him, rubbing his dick with her pussy lips. Something lit inside James triggered by Charlotte’s actions and he quickly lined his cock with her pussy before plunging it in. He cupped each cheek of her ass, getting a firm grip as he thrust into her wildly. A smile appeared on Charlotte’s face as she moaned and giggled at James’ new found lust. She felt him rubbing her G-spot and she wordlessly got James to thrust their precisely each time by timing her movements with his. James pounded away into Charlotte’s pussy, groaning uncontrollably as he felt her tight walls. He reached up and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking as if the world were to end if he stopped. Charlotte simply moaned as each thrust wracked her body with pleasure. James cock was hitting her exactly where she wanted it and she was moaning louder than she could ever remember. She knew there was no way the maids outside wouldn’t hear this but she didn’t care. All she cared about was the unbelievable pleasure James was giving her as he drilled her pussy like a machine. After a few more minutes, Charlotte screamed as she lost the ability to support herself. She fell on James, her walls tightening as she came hard. James quickly followed suit, flooding her womb with a wave of semen. James did not stop however and instead laid Charlotte on her back, continuing to thrust and slinging her legs over his shoulders. “Ah! AH! AGH!!!” Charlotte screamed as her body continued to be ravaged by James. The orgasm she had left her body in an extremely sensitive state as James continued to fuck her. Her body’s pleasure centers were now going on overload, sending her to levels of pleasure she never thought existed. It was as if her body was floating in a sea of bliss as James thrust into her pussy relentlessly. Within a matter of moments, she came once more, this time even harder than before, smothering James cock in her juices. She squirmed and screamed loud enough to shatter glass as James continued to buck his hips.

“Ugh!” James grunted loudly as he released another wave of semen into her well fucked pussy, causing some to leak out as it overflowed. “Haaah….” James sighed as he pulled out, breathing heavily with his eyes closed.

“Hey,” James heard Charlotte’s voice, causing him to open his eyes. “Who says we’re done?” James looked as Charlotte was on all fours, wiggling her ass inviting him for another round. James said nothing and simply kneeled behind her, lining his cock with her pussy once more. James continued to fuck Charlotte senseless as the maids right outside of her quarters suffered a sleepless night.

“Young Master,” James heard Charlotte’s voice as he began to open his eyes. “Time to get up. A man needs to be early to rise.”

“What time is it?” James asked scratching his head as he sat up. “What happened last night?”

“Can’t remember much can you?” asked Charlotte teasingly as she tidied up her quarters. “You passed out after a few orgasms doing me doggy style. If I wasn’t on the pill, I might have gotten pregnant. You were such a beast.”

“S-stop that…” James said reddening at the face. “So what time is it?”

“About ten o’clock,” Charlotte answered.

“Shouldn’t you be doing your duties?” James asked another question.

“It’s mine and Sissy’s weekend off,” she said stretching as she began to change into her uniform. “The East and West wing’s get to take it easy this weekend.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean that we get breaks. Master Sorrowsworn doesn’t get us to work every waking moment, he does give us some time for rest and relaxation as well. The Maid Wings alternate taking breaks by weekends. This time it’s the East and West, next time it will be the North and South.”

“It still sounds totally grueling in my opinion.”

“You get used to it. Twelve hour days might seem like a lot, but you have to remember that we just have to prepare meals and do household sanitation. It’s pretty easy to finish if done efficiently, leaving plenty of free time just standing at our assigned posts. At that point, unless Master Sorrowsworn calls for us, there isn’t really much to do. Always good to have something to keep you entertained for those moments.”

“What about the hosts?” James asked as he lay back down on the bed. “I mean when do the butlers get a break? In fact, where do they even reside?”

“The males quarters are in a different location pass the main garden,” answered Charlotte. “With the exception of a few of them, the butlers are just there for physical labor. In other words, if they finished their given tasks, they’re free to do whatever they want if Master Sorrowsworn grants them permission. It’s the reason why there’s only a little over a dozen of them.”

“I’m still so clueless about everything,” James said staring at the ceiling. He then realized that Charlotte was still putting on her outfit. “Then why are you dressing up?” James asked before he felt a familiar pleasure as Charlotte ran her hand across his member which was suffering a severe case of morning wood.

“It seems I did not service you enough last night, Young Master,” Charlotte said innocently with a facial expression to match. “Please allow me to do so this morning.”

“Haha,” James laughed leaning back. “Of course, do whatever you want. I just wish Cecelia was as lively as you.” James then thought about Cecelia before springing off the bed.

“What’s the matter?” asked Charlotte disappointed.

“There’re some things I need to take care of,” said James now dressed. He exited Charlotte’s room before pausing. “I’m really sorry, Charlotte,” he said before walking out.

“It’s okay,” Charlotte assured James. She sighed deeply as he walked out. “I thought we really hit it off too...” Charlotte got up and began to change clothes. She looked at herself in the mirror as she put on some more casual clothing. “Don’t worry too much, Charlotte,” she reassured herself. “The Young Master can still be yours if you just reach out.”

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James rushed to his room seeing Cecelia dressed in her attire with the red choker on her neck. She bowed upon seeing him. “Good morning, Young Master, how may I serve you today?”

“Did you stay here all night?” questioned James.

“I did as I was commanded,” she answered. “I slept in your bed awaiting your return. I must apologize that I did leave momentarily to take a bath in my own quarters”

“I’m so sorry,” James said.

“There is nothing to apologize about,” replied Cecelia. “How may I serve you today?”

“Nothing to apologize about? I left you here all night and forced you to do something you were opposed to!”

“You had given me an order and I just complied. It is my duty as your personal maid.”

“Forget that!” said James slamming his door. “I know you were opposed to it! I saw that momentary look of surprise on your face last night!”

“You saw nothing, Young Master,” said Cecelia. “Now, I suggest not flaring up because I am unwilling to accept an apology from my superior. You are not meant to apologize to me. If anything, I am meant to apologize to you since I am your servant. In fact, I apologize that you are displeased with my behavior.”

“What is your deal?!” James asked confused. “You are such a machine. Do you ever not act this way?”

“I do not know what it is that you speak of, Young Master,” answered Cecelia.

“What I mean is that if I asked you to rub my morning wood out, you would without even questioning,” James said closing his eyes. “Any normal girl would be hesitant or at least display some sort of emotion.”

“Is that your order?” asked Cecelia.

“What? No! That’s not my order!” James said clenching his fists. “It was an example you know?”

“Then what is your order?”

“Have you even considered anything I said? Stop being so aggravating!” James said now walking to his bathroom. “I’m gonna take a bath. Just go make me some food and bring it here or something.”

“As you wish,” Cecelia said before leaving.

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As he sat in the tub, James sank down until only half his head was above the water. Cleaning himself from last night’s events, he thought about Cecelia. He couldn’t understand how she was still so stoic. If anything, it made him feel an ounce of guilt knowing that she was alone and away from her quarters all night. Having seen how well off Charlotte was, James could only assume Cecelia was the same being a head of an entire maid wing. Even so, he also felt a sense of irritation with how she would not even accept an apology from him. James new he was the one at fault, but Cecelia would not have it. He then started to think about whether Cecelia really was the one at fault. After all, she was just a servant and he her master. “I just don’t know how to handle this girl…” James sighed to himself as he got out of the tub upon realizing that he had been soaking in it for over half an hour. He left the bathroom quickly as he dried himself.

Upon exiting his bathroom and returning to his room, James was surprised to see Cecelia there with a tray of food. “Welcome back,” he said approaching his closet quickly, changing clothes knowing Cecelia would not care.

“It is good to be back, Young Master,” Cecelia bowed as James put on a pair of dark grey denims. “I brought you what you usually consume for breakfast. I apologize for my tardiness, but it takes time to prepare meals.”

“You had to cook it,” James said now slipping on a black shirt followed by a faded blue short sleeved dress shirt which he kept unbuttoned. “No apologies necessary.”

“As you say, Young Master,” Cecelia replied bowing once more. “Is there anything else you require of me?”

“Nah,” answered James. “I’m going to head out anyway, so just do what you want. It’s the first day of summer and I’d prefer to spend it outside.”

“What do you plan to do?” Cecelia asked another question.

“You know,” James inquired as he ate on his bed. “Just walk around, take things in, maybe buy anything that strikes my fancy. Why’re you asking?”

“Because I need to know if I should dress differently for the occasion,” Cecelia answered.

“Huh? No, no way! You’re not coming with me,” James said.

“It is part of my duty to be ever at your side, tending to your needs,” replied Cecelia.

“Damn, you’re more of a bother than anyone I know. I order you to stay here. How’s that?”

“If you do so, I will not be fulfilling what I am meant to do. You would be robbing me of my job and possibly upsetting your father with how much you dislike your new found gift.”
“Geez… What the hell am I supposed to do with you? Honestly! I have no idea! Fine, you can come along. Just let me finish my food and brush my teeth. Meet me at the front of the house. And please, don’t wear that outfit when we’re out. That’s an order!”

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As James walked out into the front yard, he saw the limo pulling up. As the driver exited the car, James called him over. “I’ll drive myself today, thank you,” James told him.

“As you wish, Young Master,” the driver said. “Which vehicle would you like?”

“The Enzo please,” he said. “The red one.”

“I will be back momentarily,” the driver replied before entering the limo once more and driving off.

“I am here, Young Master. I apologize if I took longer than you desire,” Cecelia said as she approached James.

“It’s okay,” said James as he turned around. What he then saw completely shocked him. Cecelia looked stunning in normal clothing. She wore a blue shirt with sleeves that stopped a few inches above her elbows. It was also cut low a small amount and revealed her collar bones as well as a tiny bit of cleavage. The shirt went down, meeting with brown short shorts. James notice that Cecelia had enough class that even though she was wearing criminally short shorts, they weren’t what he saw on most women who attempted to look sultry. Instead, Cecelia’s were a lot more conservative but still ending high above her legs, revealing an ample amount of her thighs. James couldn’t help but look at how appetizing Cecelia’s legs were as she chose to wear a pair of sandals. “You… You look good,” James said dumbly.
“I need no compliments, Young Master,” Cecelia replied. “You should not lower yourself to the level of complimenting a servant.”

“Could you stop?” James asked. “Next time, just †˜say thank you.’ Please.”

“My apologies.”

“And please stop apologizing for God’s sake, dammit. It’s so vexing.”
“… My apologies.”

James looked at Cecelia in disbelief before sighing as the driver pulled their ride up next to him. He walked over to the driver’s side and retrieved the key before sending the man off quietly. “Get in,” James said now scratching his head.

“This is gonna be a long day…”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia.

James quickly followed and revved up the Enzo’s engine before flooring it out of the estate. If it was one thing he loved more than anything, it was the fact that his family owned the city. Due to this fact, he could drive any speed he chose down the city’s street without so much of a worry from a single cop’s siren. After all, the only way to drive a high-performance vehicle is the way it was meant to be driven: fast. As he drove, James eyed Cecelia. She sat quietly, leaning against the door and gazing out of the window. James noticed how the light reflected of her skin. Cecelia was practically radiating as if she was an angel coming down from the sky with the sun at her back. “She looks like such a doll, yet she looks so powerful,” James thought to himself as he eyed her. “So what’s your story?” James asked, breaking the silence in the car. “Tell me a little about yourself.”

“Your father provided me a second chance at life at a time of need,” Cecelia answered.

“Not much of a story,” James said. “No details whatsoever?”

“They are unnecessary,” answered Cecelia still gazing at the window. “What is important is that you know the main reason, the details are negligible.”

“You really don’t talk much do you? I was just curious since I want to know more about you.”

“What you know now is all you will require. I am but a humble servant happily indulging your desires. Servants are nothing more than items that are used for the pleasure of the master similar to any material object. You should not concern yourself with me, Young Master.”

James said no more as he focused his eyes back on the road. Even though Cecelia revealed so little in their conversation, she also revealed so much. James noticed that unlike Charlotte, Cecelia was a true servant of the house. She clearly knew her place and dared not to step above it. Even though he had a much more eventful time with Charlotte, James realized that she easily stepped over her place. The evidence was in the actions of last night, her leading him on every step of the way with every word and taunt. Even though he received great pleasure out of the event, James realized that Charlotte used him to pleasure herself more than anything. Sure, she might have been genuine about serving him, but James knew that she was definitely out for herself as well. “Looking at it now, no matter how much I enjoyed my time with Charlotte, she was very unprofessional. Servants shouldn’t take control and relish in such a way like she did,” James thought to himself. Even armed with this knowledge however, James still felt an ounce of regret. He realized that Cecelia’s professionalism is what makes her so irritating. He wanted someone who could not only serve, but provide entertaining and pleasurable company. James wanted someone he could be close to, whether they were a servant or not. A belief that he realized might have been clouded by his lust yesterday. “Would you please call me James?” James asked Cecelia, breaking the silence once more.

Cecelia looked at James surprised before composing herself. “That is impossible, Young Master.”

“Then can I see you smile?” James asked. He noticed that he caught her off guard with the first question and he was determined to make her crack.

“I cannot force myself to perform an act without reason,” Cecelia answered.

“Smiling isn’t hard to do,” James said. “You just need to think of a happy thought.”

“I can recall many, but I do not need to smile upon remembering one.”

“What if I make you laugh?”

“Laughing is not smiling.”

“Laughing tends to follow a smiling face. Maybe I can just skip the smiling part and get you to laugh.”

“Please stop this, Young Master,” Cecelia said now looking at him. “I did not expect you to act in this way from how I saw you yesterday.”

“What did you expect me to act like then?”

“I am unsure of the answer to that myself.”

James smiled before stopping the car. “We’re here,” he said. “Let’s continue this conversation on the ride home.”

“As you wish,” Cecelia said stepping out with James. She noticed that he had parked near a curb of downtown Sorrowsworn. They were in the middle of the bustling city’s economy, a place she rarely visited. “I do not come to this part of the city often,” she said. “Many men seem to be eying me. Is it that obvious that I am but a servant?”

“I don’t think that’s it,” James said looking at the men ogling Cecelia. “Just ignore them, let’s have some fun today.” With that, James led Cecelia on as they walked down the streets. He noticed all the gazes from both men and women fixed on him and Cecelia. He understood why they were looking at him, being the heir to the city, but he was surprised by all the stares at Cecelia. Not wanting the stares to distract him, he pushed on and ignored them, trying to concentrate on enjoying the day.

As hours passed away, the two walked down the streets of the city, enjoying the sights. James stopped by many stores, buying trinkets and other odds and ends. He figured he could afford it, so why not. He took due note of Cecelia just following him around, carrying his bags even though he refused the offer. He then thought of buying something for her. James pondered if he could break the ice with a gift. After all, he had yet to meet a woman who did not enjoy being showered with gifts. “Anything strike your fancy?” James asked Cecelia as they strolled down the streets.

“Yes, there were a few dresses back that looked quite beautiful as well as some elegant necklaces,” Cecelia answered. “Why do you ask?”

“I thought maybe I could buy something for you,” said James. “I bet a necklace would look great with that crimson chocker.”

“Please, Young Master, do not concern yourself with my material desires,” said Cecelia.

“If you say so,” James said smiling, shrugging his shoulders. “Though it does please me that you are interested in fashion. There is a normal woman underneath all that cold beauty after all.”

“P-please do not say anymore,” Cecelia said stuttering with her face reddening ever so slightly.

James noticed her momentary break in speech as well as the almost unnoticeable blush on her cheek. He was happy that he caught her off guard. “Please, just say †˜Thank you’ since I complimented you.”

“I-I cannot possibly say that.”

“The world’s not gonna end Cecelia.”

“Th-thank…”

“C’mon, it’s not that hard.”

“Th-thank… Thank y-you…” Cecelia finally mustered, her face obviously now red.

“See? Was that so hard?” James asked, happy that he was finally getting somewhere.

“I-I guess not,” Cecelia said looking at the ground trying to hide her flustered face.

“Let’s go eat somewhere,” James said. “It’s well past lunch time and breakfast was a while back. I’ll let you decide where. I’m pretty sure something other than the scheduled order of food at the estate sounds good to you.”

“N-no. It would be wrong of me to choose, Young Master,” Cecelia said, still slightly embarrassed. “I am a mere servant. I have no authority.”

“Haha,” James laughed, amused. “Then I order you to find a place for us to eat.”

“Clever…” Cecelia said looking at James. “As you wish.”

“That’s more like it,” James replied.

Cecelia quickly took the lead. It did not take her long to point out a place. It was a small café at the corner of the street. “Will this be satisfactory?”

“Here?” James asked. “A little on the cheap side don’t you think? For someone like me I mean.”

“You asked me if I could find us a suitable place to eat,” she answered. “I chose this place. Seeing as I was robbed of my choice, I chose partly due to my selfish desire and weakness to sweet libations.”

“This is you being selfish?” James said with a surprised look. “Not much different than how you normally are. And really? †˜Libations?’”

“What is the matter with me using that word?”

“The way you speak is just so amusing. I don’t mean to offend, but you never use any contractions and some of the words you choose sometimes are… interesting to say the least.”

“N-nobody has ever made mention about the way I speak to me before,” Cecelia said blushing. “Is it that obvious? I do not mean to make you look foolish.”

“Relax Cecelia,” James assured her. “Why would it make me look foolish? And it certainly doesn’t make you look foolish. If anything, it’s very proper and professional. Now let’s go inside.”

“I-I see…” Cecelia said quietly as they walked in.

“And?” James asked expectantly.

“†˜And’ what, Young Master?” Cecelia asked back.

“I just complimented you,” James answered smiling. “Do you remember earlier?”

“I-I cannot.”

“C’mon…”

“Th-Thank you.”

“There you go,” James said patting Cecelia’s shoulder. As they walked up to the front, they were immediately seated outside upon James request. The waitress gave them menus as well as suggestions as to what to try out. “I’ll get a turkey sandwich and an orange juice please,” he said to the waitress. “Cecelia?”

“Two scoops of vanilla ice cream with caramel sauce and a strawberry milk shake with whip cream,” said Cecelia.

James gave the menus to the waitress as she left and looked at Cecelia intently. “That’s a lot of sweets,” he said.

“Did I not say I enjoyed sweet food?” she asked James in reply. “Besides, I rarely eat them so that I stay in top physical shape. It is good to spoil myself every once in a while after many days of proper dieting and exercise.”

“I didn’t know you were self-conscious,” said James. “I guess even the cold Cecelia worries about her appearance. I’m learning a lot of things about you.”

“That is hardly a thing learned worth noting,” replied Cecelia.

“If you say so,” James said smiling as their food was served. “Dig in. After this, we’re going to look around some more before we go home.”

“As you wish, Young Master,” said Cecelia.

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James stepped out of the Enzo followed by Cecelia as it was taken back to the garage by one of the drivers. They spent another three hours roaming downtown Sorrowsworn before James decided it was time to head back. “Today was awesome,” he said stretching his arms. He then looked at his clock. “Six o’clock huh? Well I’m gonna head for my room, feel free to do as you wish unless I call for you.”

“As you wish, Young Master,” said Cecelia following James to his room with his bags.

“Let me get those,” James said taking them from Cecelia. “Thank you for carrying them all day, Cecelia.”

“It was my pleasure,” said Cecelia. “I will be back when it is time for you to rest.”

James breathed in deeply before speaking. “Don’t worry about it,” he said. “I take back that order. Sleep in your own room tonight and all the nights to come.”

“Thank you, Young Master,” said Cecelia.

“That’s the first time you’ve said it without stuttering today,” said James. “Now go on. Go before I change my mind.”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia. “And…”

“And?” James asked curious about her pause. “What?”

“I had a pleasant day,” Cecelia said before walking away to James’ surprise.

“A pleasant day?” James asked himself unsure how to react to Cecelia’s comment. He watched her walk down the hallway before disappearing as she turned to the right into another. James felt a strange feeling. He wanted to call her back. Even if just for a moment, he wanted to talk to her. The thought that he broke through Cecelia’s wall made a part of him really happy. He thought that if he could keep this up, him and Cecelia would be on good terms soon enough. James realized that he really liked her after all. It wasn’t in a lustful or loving way, but something about her was very likable. If anything, it made James excited to meet with her again. He fought the urge to call for her as the thought entered his mind, realizing it would seem suspicious after the order he had just given. But would she consider the thought suspicious with how ready she was to obey him?

After a good few minutes of thinking, James shook his head, brushing away his thoughts as they clashed on the action that he wanted to take. James’ thought of playing it safe won out as he walked into his room with a sigh of regret. He quickly sat at his desk and booted up his PC as he spun himself in his chair, waiting for it to respond. Upon turning on, he loaded up a server for a sequel to a shooter game he really enjoyed. To James, it wasn’t as good as the original, but it was still a hell of entertainment. He then spent the hours of the night with his fair share of loses and victories, being kicked and accepted into new servers. It didn’t take long for four hours to pass by as James looked at the clock now reading 10:17 p.m. He felt the familiar stirring in his lower half as his libido reared in after a long day. Not even warning his team, he left the server early to his team’s disappointment as he closed down the game. James quickly opened a browser window afterwards, logging on to one of the sites he paid for. He browsed through the selection, his member now half erect upon seeing a few of the thumbnails on some of the videos. After about five minutes of leafing over videos, James picked a threesome video that took place at a poolside. He quickly undid his pants as the two women neared the male actor and began with some alternating and three way kisses. If it was one thing James always fantasized about, it was getting the chance to be with more than one woman. He imagined how great it would feel having two sets of hands roving his body as well as two bodies of flesh to tenderly touch. As he got his dick to full erection, James remembered about the twin maids. It made him instantly harder than he already was as he pictured both of them licking his cock. If there was anything to James that was hotter than a threesome with women, it was a threesome with twins. The maid twins were just about the cutest set of twins he ever saw. They were probably his age, but they had such a childlike innocence that James wanted to corrupt. He was invigorated at the thought of watching their pure faces plastered with lustful desire as he lead them on, similar to how Charlotte led him. Not being able to take much more between the video and his mind’s fantasies, James stroked his fearsome cock rapidly as he approached orgasm. He sighed heavily as he felt his seed begin to rise; ready to exit his mighty organ. Before the final stroke was made, James halted upon seeing arms wrap around him from behind as the back of his head was rested on a familiar softness. “Ch-Charlotte!” he said stuttering as he turned his head, his erection subsiding a little. “When did… How… Um…”

“Honestly,” Charlotte said smiling at him tenderly. “To think you would rather get off to internet porn over a real woman. I am so hurt.”

“I-I’m sorry. When did… When did you get in here?” James asked, his head resting on her large rack. She was wearing her maid attire similar to this morning.

“About a minute ago,” Charlotte answered. “You were so lost in thought you didn’t even here me come in. Anyway, am I not good enough?”

“N-no, you’re spectacular,” James assured her. “I just didn’t want to call you is all. You know? I thought you might be busy or something?”

“Don’t you remember what I said yesterday? I will always make time for you, Young Master.”

“B-but…”

“No buts,” Charlotte said before she tilted James head back. She adjusted her position and kissed him.

James was euphoric as he stroked himself slowly and more rhythmically. He had never been kissed in such a way before. It was different a sensation with Charlotte’s upper lip caressing his lower lip and vice versa. He never knew how it felt to be kissed any other way than right side up. He then noticed that she was slowly undoing the lace on the top of her outfit as they made out. As Charlotte freed her large breasts from the confines of her outfit, James broke the kiss, spinning the chair around. He quickly locked his lips to Charlotte’s right nipple as he began to knead her other in his left hand, all while still stroking himself. James felt the familiar sensation of his orgasm as he sucked Charlotte’s nipple and stroked himself furiously.

Charlotte giggled with a content smile. “Would you like me to receive your contributions in my mouth, Young Master?”

James did not answer but simply stopped all his actions as he nodded his head to Charlotte’s satisfaction. She quickly kneeled down, enclosing James’ lower head with her lips as she stroked him. James moaned as he unleashed the first jet of cum full force, splashing inside Charlotte’s mouth. A second quickly followed; then a third and fourth. By the fifth and sixth eruption, there was too much for Charlotte to swallow. She pulled her head back as a seventh, eighth, and ninth stream exited from James cock, glazing her face and chest. “Hah,” James sighed in pleasure.

“Wow,” Charlotte said surprised. “That was a bigger load than I expected after last night.” She pulled a handkerchief from one of her pockets, wiping off James’ semen from her face and chest.

“On the bed,” James said panting. “Lean over the bed now!”

“Oh,” Charlotte said to James commanding her. “At once, Young Master.” She quickly walked up to his bed, bending over as she stood. She pulled her panties down and lifted her skirt up, giving her ass a seductive shake as she winked at James with a smile. At this point, James launched himself off the chair and quickly put his hands on either side of Charlotte’s hips. In one swift motion, he penetrated her, burying himself completely inside. Charlotte moaned in delight as James began to thrust in to her with alarming speed. She arched her back and rested her body on her arms which were huddled at her chest against James bed. Within a few minutes, Charlotte’s legs lost strength as she moaned in pleasure, her entire upper half now resting on James’ bed.

James moved his hand from Charlotte’s hips to her waist as he ravaged into her like a machine. He rested his weight on top of Charlotte, his chest pressing against her back as he fucked her. He felt her walls tighten around him multiple times as he gave her several orgasms in a little over half an hour. James couldn’t help but be delighted when he heard Charlotte’s guttural and pleasurable moans as he sent a myriad of sensations through her body. Hearing her begin to moan louder once more, James quickly grabbed her leg flipping her on her back without pulling out. James was now digging his toes into his carpet as he pounded Charlotte relentlessly, leaning and supporting himself with his arms on his bed. He then felt Charlotte’s walls tighten as she had her most intense orgasm yet, causing her to grasp fistfuls of the sheets while she screamed in pleasure at the top of her lungs. James lowered himself, kissing Charlotte on the lips as he thrust into her now raw womanhood before he felt his seed escape from his cock once more. He bathed Charlotte’s inside with one ropey strand after another, putting an ecstatic smile on her face as he filled her up to the point of leaking. Seeing his semen now overflowing, James pulled out from Charlotte’s pussy, unleashing the final salvos all over her belly. He then quickly collapsed, lying on his back beside Charlotte.

“Oh my God,” Charlotte said out of breath looking at James with a smile. “Pardon my language, but that was fucking fantastic.”

“Tell me about it,” James said out of breath as well.

“I bet Sissy doesn’t do this for you, does she, Young Master?” Charlotte asked.

“No she does not,” James answered.

“Why don’t you just order her too?”

“It doesn’t seem right. I want her to be willing. Otherwise, it’s just sexual harassment and abuse.”

“I see,” Charlotte said with a smile. “Then I guess we should do this more often since I’m always willing.”

“Great idea. Though I’d prefer if Cecelia didn’t know.”

“No problem. So how does eleven every night and eight every morning sound?”

“Twice a day?”

“You came twice today even after Yesterday didn’t you?”

“Good point. Twice a day it is,” James said with a smile as he closed his eyes. He looked at Charlotte who was now composing herself and getting ready to leave his room.

“We’ll start tomorrow,” Charlotte said with a smile as she made her way to the door and opened it. “For now, get some rest.”

XXXXXXXXXX

As the rays of the sun flooded his room, James turned his head to look at his clock. It was exactly eight o’clock in the morning and he noticed his door creak open as Charlotte let herself in. “Good morning,” he said to her with a smile. “You look beautiful like usual.”

Charlotte giggled at his comment. “You really know how to make me blush,” she teased. “Shall I… Use my mouth?”

“Yes please,” James answered the question eagerly. He quickly sat up leaning himself against his bed’s headboard as he took off the bottoms of his sleep wear.

Charlotte smiled before hopping onto the bed and lying in front of him, her face mere inches away from his crotch. She pulled down his boxers, revealing his strong morning wood standing at attention. “Oh my,” she said as she wrapped a hand around it. “Yours really impresses me every time I see it.”

“I’m glad it does,” said James grunting. “I can’t even get Cecelia to react.”

Charlotte’s eyes lit up. “So Sissy †˜really’ hasn’t done anything for you?”

“Not a thing,” James said. He didn’t count the time in the bath where Charlotte walked in near the end. “Why?”

“I guess,” Charlotte said pausing, “I’m just relieved. I care for you a great deal, Young Master. Sissy’s got this thing she does where she just magnetizes men even though that’s not what she’s trying to do. It’s hard to compete against it.”

“I guess so,” said James interested that Charlotte was jealous. Her words then hit him as he thought more. “Compete? Compete for what?” James asked himself as Charlotte stroked him. He brushed the thought aside, thinking it was probably just an odd choice of words. Instead, he closed his eyes as he felt Charlotte’s breath on the underside of his cock.

“Looks delicious,” Charlotte said lustfully as she opened her mouth. As her lips planted a kiss on the head of James organ, there was a knock on the door. Charlotte quickly stopped, looking at James as he looked back at her.

“Who is it?” James asked out.

“Young Master,” Cecelia’s voice came through the door. “It is I. I have urgent news for you.”

“I can make her wait,” James whispered to Charlotte. “But you have to leave my room after me and only once we’re out of sight.”

“No problem,” Charlotte said as she continued to kiss James’ hard rod.

“Can you wait a minute Cecelia?” James asked. “I need to take care of a few things.”

“I am afraid it cannot wait,” Cecelia answered. “The news needs to be delivered to you as demanded by your mother.”

“I have to go,” James said upon hearing that the demand was from his mother.

“It’s best you do,” Charlotte agreed to James’ surprise.

“Thank you,” said James quickly dressing himself. If there was anyone James disliked and feared more than anything, it was his mother Emilia Sorrowsowrn. Even though he knew it was an arranged marriage, he always wondered why his father had not divorced his mother. James didn’t just hate her, he completely loathed her. She treated everyone like a tool, including his father. Even though James knew his father lead everything in the city, he was just a figure head to his mother. He never understood how it worked because her family wasn’t nearly as powerful as James.’ In fact, as far as James knew, his mother was the last in her family tree. Either way, James knew it was suicide to disobey her with how she treated him no better than the help. Even with all the praise, James knew that he was nothing more than a revered accessory to his mother. She continuously boasted about all of his great qualities both physically and mentally, claiming that the way she raised him made him the man he is. Looking at it now, James realized there might have been some semblance of truth to it. Burying the thought, he quickly finished dressing himself before exiting his room. “Good morning, Cecelia,” said James as he opened the door with a smile. It quickly disappeared when he saw the left side of her face. It was a pink color and a little swollen. “What happened?” James asked.

“Your Mother punished me for not waking up at a certain time even though I did not get prior notice,” said Cecelia bowing. “But please disregard what I just said. Good morning, Young Master.”

“She did what?” James asked shocked. “I’ll talk to her about it at once.”

“I believe that is not a good course of action,” said Cecelia walking away. “I overstep, but please just follow me quietly.”

James sighed before following Cecelia. She was obviously right. Choosing to say something to his mother wouldn’t have gone well. “Do you know what she wants with me?”

“She did not say. She simply woke me up abruptly, punished me, and asked me to fetch you,” answered Cecelia.

“Knowing her, it’s probably to tell me she’s going on a business trip oversees,” said James. “Thank God if that is the case,” James thought to himself.

“I overstep once more, but I pray that is the case,” Cecelia replied to James.

“You’re not overstepping one bit, Cecelia,” James assured her as they reached the main stairway, his Mother standing at the top.

“Good morning, Mother,” James said as he met her at the top of the stairs.

“I was beginning to think Cecelia failed to do even the simple task of bringing you here,” said James’ mother.

“My apologies, Lady Sorrowsworn,” Cecelia said bowing. “But I have brought him like you requested nonetheless.”

“Anyway,” Lady Sorrowsworn said ignoring Cecelia. “I am leaving this afternoon to oversee some business in Europe. I will be gone for a week so I trust that you will take good care of the house?”

“What about Father?” James asked.

“He left earlier with Head Maid Catherine and a few hosts for a business trip of his own and he will not be back until Friday.”

“So I’m to take care of the house until then?” James asked another question.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Lady Sorrowsworn sighed as she shook her head. “If I remember correctly, common sense was the first thing I taught you.”

“My apologies, mother,” said James.

“No matter,” Lady Sorrowsworn replied. “Cecelia, come with me this instant.”

“Should I find a suitable replacement for myself to care of the Young Master?” Cecelia asked before being slapped in the face with tremendous force. She fell to a knee, holding her swollen left cheek as James Mother grabbed her by the hair.

“Do not speak when you are not spoken to,” Lady Sorrowsworn said strictly as she looked at Cecelia, her hand tight on her hair.

James moved to apprehend his mother but quickly stopped, not wanting to anger her more. “Sorry, Cecelia,” he thought to himself. “But it’s better for you and me if I don’t make this situation worse.”

“My son is a strong, intelligent man compared to the likes of a commoner like you,” Lady Sorrowsworn told Cecelia. “He is capable of finding another servant should he require it without your assistance.”

“My apologies,” said Cecelia. “I did not mean to insult the Young Master’s intelligence.”

“Know your place, Cecelia Estheim. I thought I had beaten that idea into your body and mind enough times when you were young.”

“...You have. My humblest apologies”

“I refuse to accept,” Lady Sorrowsworn said. She tossed Cecelia by her hair, causing her to fall to her hands and knees. “Take in the stance that I have put you in. That is all you are. That is all you will ever be. Not a servant, but a dog to this house. Never more, always less.”

“I understand,” Cecelia said. She shakily rose to her feet.

“Good,” Lady Sorrowsworn said with a smile. “Meet me in my chambers in ten minutes.”

As she disappeared from the main stairway James quickly approached Cecelia. “Are you okay?” he asked her.

“Of course,” answered Cecelia. “I apologize, Young Master, but you will have to find someone else to be your servant for the day.”

“Don’t worry about that,” James assured her. “The question is are you okay?”

“Did I not just say that I was?” asked Cecelia. “Now if you will excuse me, I need to go to your mother’s quarters immediately.”

“Bullshit you’re okay,” James said as he grabbed Cecelia’s arm. “You’re trembling.”

“Pay it no mind,” said Cecelia.

“Don’t be like this,” said James. “I know you’re feeling a lot of emotions right now. Don’t bottle them in, let me help you. Just talk to me.”

Cecelia pulled her arm free from James. “Pay it no mind,” she said as she began to walk away. James noticed a few spots on the carpet where Cecelia’s head was that were damp. He looked at her as she walked away, seeing her hand reach for her face as if to rub her eyes.

“Did she really beat you when you were a child?” James asked a final question.

Cecelia reached the bottom of the stairs before pausing. “Y-yes,” she answered James meekly with her back still turned before disappearing down one of the hallways.

James stared at the ceiling of his room as he lied on his bed and sighed. He turned to his left, eying at his clock for the time. “Only 1:23 pm?” James questioned as he stared at his clock intently. He didn’t know how slow a day could pass by without some form of entertainment. “I guess I could go exercise again…” James said getting up before lying back down once more. “But I just did that and took a shower an hour ago!”

Not wanting to lie around anymore, James practically launched himself out of his bed, making his way towards the soft plush couch in his room. He grabbed the remote sitting on one of the couch’s arms and turned on the T.V. It didn’t take more than ten minutes before James got bored and switched the inputs to play a game. As he reached out for a controller on his table, James reached another dilemma. “Do I want to play on one of my systems or should I just get on my computer? Damn, who knew having nothing to do could be so complicated?” As he leaned back against the couch, James sighed opting not to play anything at all. He grabbed one of the pillows and chucked it into the air before catching it on its way down. For the next half an hour, James continued to chuck and catch the pillow as he whistled and sighed. As he threw the pillow once more, James recalled what happened in the morning.

James was still surprised at how violently his mother treated Cecelia. He wanted to intervene with all his heart but knew that it would have just made things worse. What really surprised him was what his mother said about Cecelia’s childhood. He thought of how his mother beat an innocent child and the thought made him sick. “Maybe that’s why she’s the way she is. My Mom’s been conditioning her like me…” As he finished thinking to himself, James failed to catch the pillow which landed right on his head as he was startled by a knock on his door. “Who is it?” James asked. Hearing no reply, James ignored the noise and returned to his thoughts. His mother just took Cecelia from him and he wondered when he would see her again. He also wondered if he would ever see her again knowing his mother. He then considered the benefits. If it were the case that she might take Cecelia away from him, he would have been able to choose a new personal maid. James blushed a little bit as he thought of having Charlotte as his new personal maid. If that were to happen, every waking moment would be an exciting and happy adventure with nights full of nonstop pleasure. He also knew Charlotte would have no qualms with sleeping in his bed every night. “Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad…”

Feeling his pants tighten a little, James looked down at his crotch at the small bulge that formed. “Where’s Charlotte when you need her? In fact, she just disappeared in the morning…” James thought to himself as he heard the knock on his door one more time. “Who is it?” James asked once again to no reply. Not wanting to possibly be bothered again, James got up and made his way to his door. As he opened it, James eyes lit up with happiness faster than a child opening a birthday present. There stood before James the twin maids that were present during his selection on Friday. “Hello,” James said with a smile. “What brings you two here?”

The twins stared at James with smiles on their faces. Neither of them answered his question to his confusion.

“You two can speak right?” James asked a little curious. “Because if you can, you can go right ahead.”

The two sighed. “Thank goodness…” said the twin on the left.

“I know right?” said the twin on the right with a smile on her face.

James smiled as he heard their voices. They were the most innocent and sweet voices he ever heard. “Why didn’t you to speak earlier when I asked who was at my door?”

“Because Miss Cecelia told us not to speak unless given permission,” answered the twin on the left.

“Yeah, and Sissy was pretty adamant about it too,” said the twin on the right.

James pondered as to why Cecelia would give these two such an order. He then remembered how she was punished for speaking earlier this morning. James concluded that what happened this morning might have spawned her order. “I see,” said James finally speaking. “So what brings you two here?”

“Sissy asked us to take care of you, Master James!” said the twin on the right eagerly. A big smile graced her face.

“Elizabeth!” said the twin on the left concerned. “Miss Cecelia would be ashamed of how familiarly you’re addressing the Young Master.”

“What? Why? I said †˜Master,’” answered Elizabeth with a pout.

“Even so, you must refer to him as Master Sorrowsworn or Young Master,” argued the twin on the left. “You have no right to address him the way you just did”

“Okay…” said Elizabeth.

As they talked, James delighted in the difference of each twin’s personality. While they were both very childlike, the twin on the left acted much more mature. He didn’t know what a bigger delight was: one twin attempting to act maturely or the one who was most definitely still a child at heart. “How old are you two?” James asked.

“That’s a peculiar question…” the twin on the left said.

“We’re eighteen!” Elizabeth answered eagerly. “We just turned eighteen yesterday! We had a big celebration in our wing while you and Sissy went out.”

“Really?” James asked. “Who hosted it?”

“Well, Miss Cecelia plans and hosts all the celebrations in our wing,” said the twin on the left. “In fact, our wing is the only wing that holds celebrations. She likes to make sure everyone in her wing gets a proper celebration when it’s their birthday. She couldn’t attend ours however because she was out with you.”

James heart sank upon hearing this comment. He knew Cecelia was a good person before, but this piece of information he just learned solidified that fact. “Even though she should have been celebrating with her subordinates, she convinced me to take her with me because it was her job…” James thought to himself. He felt a mountain of guilt, now knowing that he should have tried harder to keep her at home. He realized that Cecelia was professional to the point that she abandoned her own happiness for his. “I-I see…” James said quietly. “Do you two know when I might see Cecelia again?”

“Sissy didn’t tell us how long we had to take care of you,” said Elizabeth. “She just said to take care of you until she comes back.

“I see,” said James trying to smile. He looked at the twin on the left. “She’s Elizabeth, but I never caught your name.”

“Forgive me for not giving proper introduction in the midst of all this talking, Young Master,” said the twin bowing. “I am Eleanor Westervelt and this is my younger sister Elizabeth. If you ever get us confused, just remember that I’m the one with blue eyes and that I keep my braid on my left.”

“And I’m the one with the much prettier green eyes!” added Elizabeth. “My braid’s also cuter than hers!”

“Elizabeth…” said Eleanor sighing. “Try to act your age and not your shoe size.”

“You’re just jealous because I’m so much cuter!” Elizabeth replied sticking her tongue out at Eleanor.

“It’s okay Eleanor,” said James. “You can refer to me any way you want, Elizabeth. Just make sure that you do so only in my presence and when no one is around alright?”

“Hee-hee! How sweet of you, Master James!” Elisabeth exclaimed happily to Eleanor’s displeasure.

James invited the twins to his room and quickly made them feel at home. He talked to them for hours, not losing interest in either one. He learned that his father took them in from a rundown orphanage, saying that they would grow into sweet young ladies. From what James encountered so far, it seemed his father’s prediction was correct. Though his age, the two twins definitely acted much more childish. James especially noticed this with Elizabeth. After learning about how Cecelia kept them sheltered with the help of Reimi and Charlotte, he assumed that their child like demeanor came from being spoiled. They were however, not as innocent as he had first thought. James made a few slipups as they conversed saying things that he would only normally say to friends. To his surprise, the twins understood some of the sexual implications and James swore that if he didn’t know any better, there were moments were they were practically flirting with him. “These two are exquisite! If I’m in a dream, I hope I never wake up,” James thought to himself.

Finally, Eleanor stood up, bowing at James with a smile. “Pardon for ruining this wonderful conversation, Young Master, but you have not given us any tasks these past few hours,” she said. “Is there anything you’d like us to do? I fear that all we are doing is wasting your time.”

“Don’t be so serious all the time, Eli,” said Elizabeth. “You should enjoy how peaceful it is compared to how it is normally.”

With that comment, Eleanor’s face flushed red. “E-Elizabeth!” she exclaimed. “Don’t call me that in front of the Young Master!”

“I think it’s cute,” said James with a smile. “If you’re Eli, I guess that makes Elizabeth Lizzy right?”

“Wow!” said Elizabeth surprised. “How did you know? You’re incredible, Master James!”

“Well, it wasn’t too hard,” answered James. “It only makes sense that a pair of cute women would have a pair of cute nicknames.”

“P-please, Young Master. You needn’t flatter us,” said Eleanor now beet red. “Back to my question: Is there anything you’d like us to do for you?

“Actually, now that I think about it, there is. We’ve been conversing for a while and it’s gotten pretty late. Would you please make me dinner?” asked James.

The twins smiled and bowed. “As you wish,” they said in unison.

“We will have it ready in an hour,” said Eleanor.

“But until then, see you later, Master James!” Elizabeth said happily before they exited James room.

As they left, James sighed with a big smile on his face. He jumped out of his bed, leaping in success at the events that just occurred. “This is going great!” he spoke to himself before he sat back down on his bed. James laid down as he looked out the window at the slowly setting sun. Even though Cecelia wasn’t around and with the happenings of earlier in the morning, James couldn’t help but smile. He had never felt so uplifted from a mere conversation. The twins were such delicacies to his eyes that he couldn’t stop thinking about them. They were extremely childish which alone gave of a feeling of innocence that just lit a fire in James’s body. Speaking of bodies, the twins didn’t have much of a body for their age. They were quite short compared to him and both had no more than two small bumps on their chests. What he did notice however, was how tight their bodies looked. They were slim yet lean and even though neither had much of a chest; one look at their lower halves would have drawn any man back. They had extremely nice shapely legs that led to tight and toned thighs with a rump shaped to hypnotize. James managed to get them to fetch a few things in his room and lean over a few times while they were talking. As they did, he got a good look at each twin’s butts. They were mesmerizing and he longed for the chance to touch them.

After all of this, James pondered who he believed he liked better. Considering how both looked the exact same minus hair placement and the color of their yes, it was really hard to decide by appearance. It ended up coming down to who James liked more personality wise. The big problem for James was that each one acted so differently it made them incomparable. He loved the childish and playful nature of Elizabeth. The fact that she addressed him so familiarly as well as calling others by nicknames just made her cuter. Her constant smile and joyful demeanor made her very approachable. Plus, if James new nothing else, women with Elizabeth’s personality can get quite raunchy when doing the deed. “She’s the perfect girlfriend to make any person jealous,” James thought to himself. On the opposite side of the spectrum was Eleanor. There was no mistaking that she was childish, but she was definitely the mature one between the two. James noticed how Eleanor spoke in a fashion similar to Cecelia. She was prim and proper, putting her concerns for him above everything else. What made James love her even more was the fact that she had a playful side much like Elizabeth. Unlike her younger sister however, James only noticed it when she felt more relaxed. It reminded him of Cecelia even more with how it was a subtle quirk that only appeared occasionally. James couldn’t find a good way to describe it, but he compared it to how great it feels to see the sun after a long period of rain. “She’s also the perfect girlfriend to make people jealous, but for different reasons,” James thought.

After an hour of dreaming about the twins, James got up and finally left his room. He walked down the hallway with a smile on his face, eager to see the twins once more. As he walked, James noticed the red haired maid with the shy maid walking down one of the other halls. “I got a few minutes to kill,” James thought to himself as he looked at his watch. He quickly made his way to them, cutting them off as they walked. “Need any help?” James asked. “Those sheets look heavy.”

“We’re fine,” said the red haired maid with a scowl as she walked pass James. “C’mon, Rosalind.”

“Y-yes, ma’am,” said Rosalind.

“That a beautiful name,” James said to Rosalind. He enjoyed watching her face light up crimson as she ran after the red haired maid. “Wait, Reimi…”

The red haired maid paused and turned around surprised. “You remember my name?” she asked.

“Of course,” answered James. “I rarely forget names. Especially when it belongs to such a beautiful woman.”

“Rosalind, take these sheets,” Reimi said as she handed Rosalind her share of the load. “Go on without me, I’ll catch up.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Rosalind said as she hurried away.

“What a shame. I just finally learned her name too,” James said.

“Don’t worry about my subordinate,” replied Reimi. “So what did you want to talk about?”

“I never said I wanted to talk to you,” James said with a smile as he motioned Reimi to walk with him. “Were you that happy that I remembered your name?”

“S-stop thinking there’s some hidden meaning behind everything!” exclaimed Reimi now flustered.

“Calm down,” said James. “Just walk with me, alright?”

“Wh-whatever. Let’s just make this quick…” sighed Reimi. She walked alongside James for a few minutes in complete silence before finally speaking. “S-so how are you and Celia doing? Not so good I’m guessing?”

James paused for a moment surprised by the question. “How’d you know?”
“Celia and Charlotte might get on my nerves, but we’ve all served this house for just as long together. They’re like my sisters,” answered Reimi. “Don’t think for one second I haven’t noticed the scowl on your face the past few days you’ve been with Celia. Plus, she’s been taken away now so whatever relationship you guys might have started is going to be sundered. Not only that, I saw Charlotte make her way to your room last night. If I remember correctly, you did the opposite the night before. She can be such an animal sometimes.”

James blushed in a panic after hearing Reimi’s words. “You knew?! This whole time you knew?!” he said shocked. “How?!”

“Today is Sunday correct?” Reimi asked.

“Yes, but what does that have to do with anything?” James asked back.

“Your selection was on Friday,” said Reimi. “I’ll let you in on a secret. It takes less than a few days for gossip to spread. Did you honestly think with how loud Charlotte can get that no one heard you Friday night?”

James gulped in disbelief. He had never thought about the possibility of the maids outside hearing Charlotte and his little session. “So that’s how…”

“No, not completely” said Reimi. “Charlotte’s got a serious problem with over talking to her close friends. She was just boasting to me the next day while you and Celia were out.

“You must have been jealous,” said James.

“Of course,” answered Reimi. She immediately reddened and looked at James. “I mean… N-no! Why would I?!”

“Of course,” James said as he enjoyed Reimi’s panicked expression.

“Well, we’re here,” Reimi said as they reached the entrance of one of the dining rooms. “Would you like me to make you dinner?” she asked just as the doors swung open to her surprise. She looked at Eleanor and Elizabeth as they greeted James.

“Welcome, Young Master!” they said gleefully in unison.

“We have prepared your dinner,” said Eleanor.

“We hope you like it!” added Elizabeth. The two then looked in unison at Reimi who stood speechless. “Reirei!” said Elizabeth happily as she quickly hugged Reimi.

“A surprise to see you, Miss Walters,” said Eleanor. “What are you doing here?”

“I was going to ask the same question…” answered Reimi.

“I guess not all rumors spread at the same speed,” said James with a smile at Reimi. “Cecelia has made Eleanor and Elizabeth her replacement while she is away.”

“Can I get a word in? Privately?” asked Reimi sternly.

“Sure,” answered James curiously. “I’ll be back in a few minutes, girls. Keep my dinner hot, please.” The two bowed as they closed the door. Reimi quickly grabbed James’ arm and dragged him off somewhere private. James was shocked by her sudden “take control” attitude. “What’s the problem?” he asked confused.

“Those two are the problem!” she answered irritated. “I don’t know what Celia was thinking when she assigned those two as her replacement, but you better not dare do anything to them.”

“What? What are y…”

“Shut up!” Reimi cut off James. “I saw that look on your face. Don’t you dare try anything with those two. Celia and I have kept them nice and uncorrupted as best we can with Charlotte around. I know she doesn’t mean to, but she never shuts up, even around those two.”

“I knew it!” James said. “They do know about the things adults do.”

“They’re curious,” said Reimi. “And Celia and I would appreciate if it stayed like that. It’s not that we don’t ever want them to learn, we just don’t want them to start having regrets so early.”

“I see,” James said. “I apologize. I promise I won’t try anything.”

“Don’t lie straight through your teeth,” said Reimi.

“I’m not!” James reassured her. “I promise. I promise.”

“…Fine,” said Reimi. She began to walk away. “But I’m keeping my eye on you!”

James watched her walk away and sighed. “Dammit,” he thought to himself. “How did a servant order me around like that?” He looked at Reimi walking away before sighing once more. James then cursed himself for always keeping his promises. He was not however, ready to give up and just let a servant boss him around. If anything, he wanted to salvage something out of the current situation. Mustering all the confidence he could, James called out to Reimi. “Stop,” he said.

Reimi stopped just as she was about to turn into another hallway. She turned around and looked at James. “What?” she asked.

“I said stop. I am not going to be keeping that promise,” James said boldly.

“Excuse me?” questioned Reimi raising an eyebrow.

“You are a servant,” answered James. “And as a servant, you cannot order me. I will do what I please with those lovely twins and there is nothing you can do stop me. If you try, I’ll have you laid off.”

“You wouldn’t dare…” said Reimi menacingly.

James felt a shiver go down his spine as Reimi’s eyes gazed into his. Not wanting to be overpowered once more, James returned the gaze. “Try me,” he said.

“I’ve been around this house a long time,” said Reimi. “You don’t have the guts to do anything so drastic. Your mother is the only thing I fear. Your attempt to frighten me is nothing compared to what she can do.”

James was paralyzed. This woman didn’t give in. No matter what he tried, he just couldn’t scare her into submission. She was right of course; he didn’t have the guts to fire her. There was nothing left he could think of. “Then how about a compromise?” he asked.

Reimi’s stern demeanor softened a little. “What kind of compromise?” she asked curiously.

“I’ll leave them alone. In exchange, you spend the night with me tonight and tell me more about Cecelia,” said James. He noticed Reimi immediately lose her hostility. “I know she likes me even if she doesn’t want to admit it. She’ll take this compromise,” he thought to himself. James gritted his teeth behind his lips as he gambled everything on this compromise.

“You’ve got a deal,” said Reimi.

“Score!” James thought to himself. “Glad we came to a solution.”

“Not so fast,” said Reimi with a smirk on her face. “This compromise is a little one sided. You keep your hands off the twins if I spend the night with you and tell you about Cecelia? I don’t think so.”

“Shit…” James whispered. “Then what else do you have in mind?”

“I’ll spend the night with you if you promise to leave the twins alone,” said Reimi.

“Alright,” said James waiting for the incoming “but.”

“But Cecelia's a precious friend,” Reimi said with a fiendish smile. “You can’t expect me to just divulge information about her. If you want to know about Cecelia, you’ll have to do everything I say.”

“You’ve got yourself a deal,” said James after a good pause.

“Perfect!” said Reimi with a devious smile on her face. “I’ll see you tonight, Young Master.”

James watched as Reimi walked away. As she turned the corner, he let out a heavy sigh as he thought about what he just did. From what he learned about Reimi, he concluded that he might regret what he just said. “I don’t have time for doubt,” James thought to himself as he made his way back to the dining room. “After all, how bad can she be?”

“Is something wrong, Young Master?” asked Eleanor.

James took the last bite of his dinner and snapped back into reality. He looked at Eleanor and smiled. “No, Eleanor. Nothing’s wrong,” he said.

“Are you sure?” Eleanor insisted. “You seem awfully quiet.”

“I promise nothing is wrong,” James reassured Eleanor.

“That’s a relief!” said Elizabeth. “Eleanor would be in shambles if there was. She’s liked you since the first time she saw you!”

James was surprised by Elizabeth’s comment. He looked at Eleanor who had a face of embarrassment and anger. “Elizabeth!” exclaimed Eleanor.

“What? It’s true. Besides, we’re twins. I fell in love with him the same moment you did,” said Elizabeth pouting. “You’re lucky I’m not trying to take him away…”

“Shut up!” screamed Eleanor. “For once, think before you speak! Please!”

“Don’t mind her, Master James,” said Elizabeth. “She’s always had a hard time admitting when she’s smitten.”

“He doesn’t need to know that!” said Eleanor before James could make a comment. “Please, stop talking!”

“This is what happens when she gets flustered,” Elizabeth continued. “Not only that, but…”

Eleanor grabbed Elizabeth and covered her mouth to James’s surprise. She eyed James with a look of desperation before speaking. “Please!” she exclaimed as Elizabeth struggled. “Please forget everything she just said, Young Master!”

James looked at Eleanor unsure how to react. “I-I’m sorry, Eleanor, but I don’t think I can…”

Eleanor looked at James before letting go of Elizabeth. A tear ran down her eye as she kneeled on the floor. She mumbled something James and Elizabeth could not hear.

“Everything okay, Eli?” Elizabeth asked.

Eleanor quickly got up and slapped Elizabeth on her cheek with considerable force. Her sister reared back from the pain before she looked at James, tears streaming down her eyes from embarrassment. She quickly got up as she sobbed and made her way out of the dining room.

“Eleanor, wait!” James called out to her in vain. He then looked at Elizabeth leaning against the wall holding her cheek. He approached her, putting his hands on her shoulders to support her. “Are you okay?” James asked.

“No problem!” said Elizabeth with energy. “I guess I did it again…”

“What do you mean?” asked James.

“I made my older sister upset,” she said with a pout. “I didn’t mean to. Honest!”

“I’m going to have to agree with your sister, Elizabeth,” said James. “You should be a little bit more considerate of her feelings.”

“I know…” said Elizabeth. “I love her even more than I love you, Master James. I should go talk to her. Is that okay?”

“Of course,” answered James as he hugged Elizabeth. He felt her soft yet firm body press against his and his attempt at comforting Elizabeth slowly faded. As he realized his libido begin to take control, James let go of Elizabeth after he remembered his talk with Reimi. “I should be fine for the rest of the night. Go find your sister, Elizabeth. Make out… I mean make up with her!”

“Alright,” said Elizabeth. “Thank you, Master James!”

“No problem,” James replied happy Elizabeth did not catch his slip. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

XXXXXXXXXX

It was late at night as James walked down the halls of the estate to the South Quarters. He reached the door similar to the one in Charlotte’s wing and knocked. The door swung open and a stunning brunette maid opened the door. James was taken aback by her stellar features before he noticed the rest of the maids inside. They were all unbelievably beautiful. “Um…” said James still surprised. “I came to see Reimi Walters.”

“Of course,” the brunette maid said. “Please take a seat on my bed while I go inform her of your arrival.”

“Alright,” James said still in awe. He sat on the brunette maid’s bed as he took in the beauty. There were only eight of them including the brunette, but they were all exceptionally beautiful. The maids in Charlotte’s quarters were easy on the eyes, but the women under Reimi’s command made the women under Charlotte’s command look average.

“M-may I h-help you?” an unfamiliar voice asked James.

James snapped out of his observation and looked towards the voice. It was Rosalind: the extremely shy made present during his selection. “Rosalind,” he said surprised. “I didn’t notice you were here. Nice to meet you.”

“Th-thank you, Y-young Master,” she said with a small smile. “I-I didn’t think you’d remember me…”

James smiled as Rosalind spoke to him. She was a very soft spoken girl and she seemed extremely timid. In fact, James noticed that Rosalind seemed out of place being in this quarter. “I don’t mean to offend…” said James cautiously. “But you seem out of place here, Rosalind.”

“Oh, I-I know,” she said. “Y-Your Mother was the one who made this wing. Sh-she noticed that Miss Walters was more beautiful and confident than any other maid in the estate. S-so in honor of Miss Walters, she made a wing for maids who are extremely beautiful and confident. Y-you’re Father disapproved of this because he believed it was not right to separate people just by their beauty, but your mother would not have another word and simply stated that we are but mere servants and that she can do what she pleases. A-as an act of defiance, your Father put me in this wing, much to your Mother’s displeasure.”

“I see,” James said intrigued. He now believed even more that his Mother was the devil herself. Even though she’s not the head of the family, she definitely had full control of it. James pondered if there was something more between his parents that he did not know. It just didn’t seem right to him that his Mother would have so much control. “Maybe that’s the reason Jessica ran off,” James thought about his older sister. “She didn’t want to have to deal with our bitch mother…” As he dismissed the thought, James focused his attention back to Rosalind. “I guess even my Father has limits to how much he likes to be controlled. I’m happy he put you here as an act of defiance,” James told Rosalind.

“Th-that’s not the only reason w-why I’m here…” replied Rosalind.

“What’s the other reason?” James asked curiously.

“Y-your M-mother called me ugly,” answered Rosalind. “Sh-she said my timid behavior made what was already a lackluster individual look even more awful. Y-your Father was outraged. He put me in this wing and told me that I was one of the most beautiful women he ever saw and that all I need is confidence. I-it might not fit their appearances, but the maids in this wing are very kind and have taught me to be more confident. I-in fact, I wouldn’t have been able to indulge you right now as you wait if it wasn’t for the teachings of Miss Walters and her subordinates.”

“I am sorry about what my mother said, Rosalind,” James said genuinely. “I don’t know what’s wrong with my mother, but she had no right to say that.”

“Th-thank you, Young Master,” Rosalind said with a smile. She took off her glasses and wiped them clean before putting them back on. “I should go,” she said as the brunette maid came back and approached them.

“Miss Walters will see you now, Young Master. Just go to the end of our Quarters and through that door,” she said as she pointed. “From there, you will enter a small room with a hall leading to the baths and a door on the opposite end. The door is Miss Walter’s private chambers and she will be waiting for you there.”

“Thank you,” said James. So the layout is just like Charlotte’s wing,” James thought to himself. He reached the end of the hallway and opened the door to the next room. Here, he saw four more beds as well as the hall and other door the brunette maid spoke of. He heard the usual laughter coming from the baths as he made his way to Reimi’s quarters. James let himself in and noticed that there was no one inside. He observed Reimi’s room, noticing that she seemed just as well off as Charlotte. Everything was practically similar to the layout in Charlotte’s room with the exception of a few things. For one, James noticed she had no personal bath like Charlotte. James also noticed that there was a pole on the back right corner of her room next to one of the two windows. The curtains were loose instead of tied on the window next to the pole and James noticed an extra closet which was absent from Charlotte’s room. With curiosity getting the better of him, James made his way to the closet and took a peek inside. What he saw sent his mind into imagination overload. The closet was full of different outfits from the downright revealing to the extremely conservative. James looked at the outfits before looking back at the pole. He felt himself get hard as he began to imagine.

“Enjoying yourself?” a voice asked.

James shut the closet loudly in fear and embarrassment as he looked towards the entrance of Reimi’s room. He saw a beautiful woman with three others behind her draped with towels fresh from the bath. He noticed they were eyeing him but he was unsure what they were eyeing. James then looked down and saw his noticeable erection and he quickly put his hand over his crotch while his other slammed against his face as he sighed in embarrassment. “Um…” he said trying to speak.
The four girls giggled as they observed his lower half. “Miss Walters is lucky to have you, Young Master” one of them said.

“Wh-where is she?” asked James.

“She’s in the bath waiting for you,” another one answered. “I hope you’re prepared.”

“Thank you,” said James as he exited the room. The four women made no attempt at moving and James felt their supple bodies as he pushed through them. He felt his hardness push against some of them and he felt both pleasure and nervousness. He stood in front of the hall leading to the baths before he began to walk.

“Try to keep up with her,” one of the girls teased as they all giggled and watched him walk down the hall.

James looked at them a final time after that comment and proceeded. From how they spoke, he began to feel a little uneasy about the proposition. “Now I definitely think I’m in over my head…” he thought to himself. As he entered the bath, a thick steam covered the area. James squinted his eyes and made out the silhouette of a woman sitting near a large hot tub. She was completely naked and James felt a little tense as she got up slowly with a motion that accentuated her sexuality.

“Don’t just stand there,” said Reimi. “Take off your clothes then come over here.”

“Take off my clothes?” James asked. “Are you serious?”

“I want to see you,” said Reimi now sitting in the tub. “So hurry up.”

“Well, why can’t I see you?” asked James.

“Because I said so,” answered Reimi. “Remember the proposition.”

“…Fine,” said James. He took of his clothes and made his way to Reimi.

“Who said you could come here?” asked Reimi.

“What?” James asked back.

“I’m just kidding,” said Reimi chuckling. “Why don’t you stand right next to the tub?”

James followed Reimi’s instruction and stood right next to the tub. From there, he could see her naked form buried in the water up to her shoulders. Even though he couldn’t even see her body, James felt really aroused. He felt even more aroused than when he saw Charlotte naked. With every little movement, James felt more and more anxious as his cock grew to full erection. “Her sex appeal is outrageous! It’s practically bursting from every pore on her body,” James thought to himself. He also noticed that Reimi had no wasted movements. Every move she made with her body no matter how minute, just made her even sultrier. James’ cock twitched as if ready to burst despite Reimi not having done anything.

“Like what you see?” Reimi asked confidently as she raised her leg straight up to show her flexibility. She reached out and wiped her leg down with a soapy sponge.

“Y-yeah…” James said enticed.

“Get me a towel,” Reimi ordered.

“What? No!” James snapped out of his trance. “I’m no servant, do it yourself.”

“Fine by me,” she said. “I guess you don’t want to know about Celia…”

“And I guess you don’t care about the twins…” James retorted.

“And I was going to let you wrap the towel around me,” said Reimi as she pulled her leg close to her face. She stuck her tongue out in a seductive way and licked her leg. “Let you feel my supple skin…”

“Where are the towels?” asked James eagerly.

“There are a few on a rack over there,” Reimi pointed.

James quickly ran for the rack and grabbed a towel. He quickly ran back just as Reimi exited the tub. James felt an unbelievable rush as he saw the silhouette of her naked body at a much closer glance. He felt an ounce of regret as he covered her up with the towel before he could take a better look at everything.

“Tuck it in,” Reimi ordered. “And don’t think you’ll be seeing my body. That isn’t happening.

James breathed heavily as his hands finally felt Reimi’s smooth skin. He lavished as his fingers pressed against her left breast when he tucked in the towel to keep it from falling. He grabbed her breast and felt it through the towel. As he groped her, James felt a sharp sting as Reimi slapped him.

“Who said you could touch?” she asked.

“Ow… Bitch!” said James angrily. “What the hell?”

“You can only touch me when I tell you,” Reimi answered. “Now lay down on the floor.”

James complied, lying down on the tiled floor. He felt anticipation as Reimi stood over him. She leaned forward to take a closer look at him, and smiled. She then kneeled down and kissed him tenderly. James felt Reimi’s soft lips grazing his as she gave him one soft and tender kiss after another. They weren't full kisses, but James could feel himself getting more aroused with each one. Reimi was a master of teasing and she wasn’t afraid to use it. James reached up and tried to grab her legs but Reimi locked her hands with his and forced them to the ground. She then broke the kiss, trailing her delicate tongue down James’ body until her face was level with his groin. She smiled as she eagerly stared at James’ dick. Not wasting any time, Reimi wrapped her hand around James’ bulging member one finger at a time and stroked. James choked in air to how expertly she moved her hand while blowing on his excited organ. “Unbelievable…” James thought, closing his eyes in ecstasy. “I’m already about to cum? Just from her hand? At this slow a pace?”

“What’s the matter? Can’t handle a real woman?” she asked with a devious smile. “And don’t think I’m doing this because I like you. It’s just fun to watch you squirm.”

With how well Reimi rubbed him off, James barely caught anything she said. He breathed heavily as she sensually stroked his shaft, twisting her hand when it reached the head of his cock to massage the entire gland. It took every bit of his concentration to not blow his load right then and there. James’ trial was made even harder as Reimi used her other hand to massage his balls. Once again, her touch was extremely delicate, using each finger as a weapon as she dragged each one with a different rhythm on his sack.

“It won’t stop twitching…” said Reimi. “Seems like you’re at your limit. What a shame. I’m surprised Charlotte enjoyed herself.”

As Reimi made this comment, James felt her lips kiss the underside of his cock right between his head and shaft. This single luscious kiss with a little bit of tongue combined with Reimi’s lips and exotic subtle movements sent James over the edge. He came with such a force that it flew into the air before splattering back down on him and on the floor. James came for at least thirty seconds, letting out one thick plume of semen after another before his orgasm finally subsided. When it did, James panted in exhaustion after what he believed was one of the best orgasms he ever had in his whole life. “Holy shit…” he said completely drained.

“What a disappointment,” said Reimi. “Then again, I shouldn’t expect much considering Charlotte’s standards compared to mine. Anyway, you came once so I’ll answer one question about Celia.”

“Only one?” James asked disappointed.

“Yup, one question for each orgasm I give you or you give me. You’re body was so unprepared you can’t even get hard again anyway,” said Reimi as she sat down next to James. “Besides, that wasn’t even enough to make me horny.”

“So that means you want to do this again?” James asked panting.

“I never said that!” Reimi said irritated. “It’s just, I thought you might. Since I’m not some evil woman, I-I’d be happy to do it again if you ask. But only because I’m concerned about the twins.”

James ignored Reimi’s awful cover up. “Let’s move on to that question,” he said.

“Let me guess, do you want to know about Celia’s past?” asked Reimi.

“No,” said James. “My question’s much simpler than that. “How do I get Cecelia Estheim to smile?”

Reimi looked at James puzzled. She smiled and laughed before she spoke. “That’s your question?” she asked hysterically. “What a waste of a question!”

“Tell me,” James demanded.

“It takes plenty of effort to make Celia elicit any emotion let alone one as prominent as happiness,” said Reimi. “My answer is more of advice. Get to know her. If you get to know her, you’ll learn a thing or two about her. If you learn a thing or two about her, you’ll learn how to make her happy.”

“But how do I get to know her?” James asked. “I thought I finally made progress, but I can’t even tell because she disappeared.”

“You know the rule,” said Reimi. “No orgasm, no question.”

James suddenly turned and grabbed Reimi by her shoulders as she lay next to him. He placed her on her back as he got on top of her and stroked his cock. His half erect penis sprang back to full attention soon after, and James quickly attempted to line it up with Reims’s pussy. He prodded beneath the towel that shielded her beautiful body before his dick felt something soft.

Reimi looked at James and attempted to resist before she noticed his reinvigorated manhood. “That’s impossible!” she thought to herself. “He can’t be hard again. It’s only been a few minutes. Most men take at least an hour when they go a round with me…” Reimi let out a sultry voice as she felt the head of James’s cock poking at her entrance. Combined with her thoughts of how James recovered from his orgasm so quickly, Reimi began to get wet as James rubbed his enraged cockhead against her dripping lips. “I-I’m getting turned on. I can’t let him know,” Reimi told herself. She then felt a sharp wave of pleasure coarse through her body as James stuck the tip in. Reimi let out a moan and looked at James face. It was riddled with pleasure upon entering her tunnel.

“Wh-what is this? F-feels so good…” were the only words James could muster before Reimi kicked him off.

“Who said you could do what you did?” she said menacingly. Reimi paused as she thought of the sensation James just gave her. It took all of her will to get him off of her and she knew it. She knew that if there was was one thing she hated, it was losing control. Even though her body and mind begged James to stay, Reimi stood up and spoke. “It’s time for you to leave,” she said. “You broke our proposition.”

“I’m sorry,” said James. He quickly picked up his clothes and put them on. “It won’t happen next time.”

“Just get out,” said Reimi as she fixed the towel now loosely draped around her body. She made an effort to make sure James didn’t see how wet she got. “And there won’t be a next time.”

“I understand,” said James with a hint of disappointment as he walked away.

“Unless I say so,” added Reimi.

James took one look back and smiled before he continued to walk out. He made his way back through the quarters where he found the others were all asleep. As he showed himself out, he hoped Reimi would give him another chance. He didn’t just want to learn about Cecelia, he wanted to prove to Reimi that he wasn’t a disappointment. James also realized that he best build up his stamina if he wanted to prove that to Reimi. From what he experienced tonight, he realized that Reimi wasn’t just some ordinary woman. She was a maneater.

“You don’t have to be here, Elizabeth,” said James as he ran on the treadmill. “It must be awfully boring watching me work out.”

“No, no!” Elizabeth replied. “Sissy told me that I should always be by your side.”

“What about Eleanor?” asked James. “Still not talking to you?”

“Sadly. She won’t even see me!” answered Elizabeth desperately. “She’s locked herself in Sissy’s room for so long…”

As James got off the treadmill, he took note of what Elizabeth said. “What’s Eleanor been doing?”

“Hiding in Sissy’s room,” answered Elizabeth. “Sissy’s so nice. She lets us stay in her quarters. She’ll even let us sleep on her bed! It’s super soft!”

“Really…?” James said intrigued. He smiled at the thought of Eleanor and Elizabeth sleeping together with Cecelia. “Three women in one bed? No way!” he thought to himself. “How often does this happen?” James asked curiously.

Elizabeth put her hand on her chin and looked at the ceiling. James enjoyed how cute she looked as she thought. “Hmm… Eli always crawls into Sissy’s bed every time she has a nightmare. As for me, I do it as often as I can! It’s hard for me to sleep without another person to latch on to. But since our fight, I haven’t been allowed to sleep with Sissy at all…”

“Wow…” said James anxiously. He began to walk back to his quarters, motioning Elizabeth to follow him. “It’s been four whole days since you and Eleanor fought. I can’t believe you still haven’t made up.”

“I know!” said Elizabeth. “Which is why I have a request for you, Master James. I know I’m stepping out of line, but could you talk to her for me?”

“Sure,” said James. “Wait… What?!”

XXXXXXXXXX

James sighed as he leaned back in his tub. He had been soaking in the water for over half an hour and it had gone cold long ago. He looked at the towel rack, contemplating whether he should get out of the tub or not. Hesitantly, James exited the tub and grabbed one of the towels. He dried himself as he exited his bathroom. He then made his way to his closet and put on a set of clothes as he thought of what Elizabeth asked of him. James ran the situation in his mind as he made his way to Cecelia’s wing. He looked out the large windows and admired the luscious scenery of his backyard as he walked. James pondered what he could possibly say to convince Eleanor to forgive her sister. After what had happened four days ago, James was unsure of how his relationship with Eleanor would even continue. Thanks to Elizabeth, he now knew that she was quite infatuated with him. The real question was whether he wanted to return those feelings. “I haven’t had a girlfriend in a while…” James thought to himself as he walked. He then thought of Cecelia. What was their relationship? Were they just friends? Or could they have been much more, given time? James pondered the thought of what Cecelia would think if she learned that he and Eleanor started dating. He then wondered if Eleanor would even return his feelings after her embarrassment.

“Where are you headed off to?” James heard a familiar voice from behind. He turned around and noticed it was Reimi coming from one of the halls, with Rosalind ever present behind her. He looked at Rosalind who looked away in embarrassment before gaining the courage to return his gaze and smile at him. He then looked at Reimi who had a curious look on her face. “Well,” she said. “Answer my question.”

“Normally, maids shouldn’t sound so demanding…” said James.

“Are you going to answer or not?” asked Reimi.

“Cecelia’s wing,” James answered. “I need to talk to Eleanor.”

“What for?” Reimi asked another question.

“Elizabeth asked me to. They got into a fight and nothing Elizabeth says is making Eleanor forgive her. I thought I could help,” answered James.

Reimi motioned Rosalind away. She quickly left, leaving James and her alone. “It’s been four days since our little session. When can I expect another?” she asked. “Not that I care, of course. You came in just a matter of minutes.”

“I don’t know,” James answered a little anxiously. On one hand, he’d have loved another go at Reimi just because of the pleasures she introduced to him that he never knew existed. On the other hand, he knew he was nowhere near ready to satisfy a woman of Reimi’s high standards. Not wanting to go another round yet also not wanting to appear incapable of pleasing her, James made an excuse. “I really don’t know,” he said. “I mean, I have to talk to Eleanor and get ready for my trip to the beach tomorrow…”

“Then take me with you,” said Reimi.

“To the beach? Seriously?” James asked surprised.

“Yeah, †˜seriously.’ This weekend is my weekend off,” said Reimi. “I’ll get everything done tonight so that I can leave with you first thing in the morning.”

“A-alright,” said James.

“Good. I look forward to tomorrow,” replied Reimi with a smile. She walked back down the hall and disappeared.

“I hope that decision wasn’t a mistake…” James sighed to himself. He continued walking to Cecelia’s wing and knocked on her door. James was taken by surprise when he saw Cecelia on the other side of the door, sporting an eye patch. She had a very surprised look, which was the first James ever saw. Just as quickly as she had opened it, Cecelia shut the door as James tried to stop her. After a few minutes, the door opened once more and James was now met by Eleanor. “Eleanor,” James said. “Where’d Cecelia go?”

“Miss Cecelia is occupied,” answered Eleanor with flushed cheeks. “C-can I help you?”

“Yes!” exclaimed James as he let himself in. “Take me to where Cecelia’s hiding. Don’t cover for her.”

“I-I can’t…” said Eleanor. “Y-young Master, please...”

“Eleanor,” said James as he grabbed Eleanor’s shoulders. The blush on her cheek intensified as James looked into her eyes. “Please. I beg of you,” James said with heavy heart as he fell to his knees. Even then, his head was just a little bit below Eleanor’s chest.

“U-um…” Eleanor said wide eyed. She had never been so flustered in all her life. The man that she always had an infatuation towards was on his knees, begging her. She didn’t know what to do and her heart raced. It raced so fast she was afraid James felt every beat pulsate through her body. As she stared at him, all she saw was how handsome James was. To Eleanor, there was no man who could rival his appearance. “O-okay…” she finally mustered the courage to say something.

“Thank you so much,” said James. He hugged Eleanor tightly as he stood up.

“N-no problem…” Eleanor replied completely still. With James body wrapped around her, she thought she was going to pass out. He felt so strong and powerful and she wanted to feel this sense of security for as long as she could. What seemed like a lifetime in her mind only lasted a few seconds as James let go. She snapped out of her trance when she heard James voice. “What was that?” she asked him.

“I just said †˜thank you’ again,” James answered with a smile. “Did you not hear me?”

“Must have slipped my mind,” Eleanor replied with a smile of her own. “P-please follow me.” With that, Eleanor led James to the end of the first set of quarters to the quarters that connected to the baths. James took note of how Cecelia’s wing resembled Charlotte’s much more than Reimi’s did. “How many of you live in this wing?” he asked Eleanor as they walked.

“Twenty-four,” answered Eleanor. “Why do you ask?”

“No reason, I was just curious. I noticed the size of the wing and just wanted to know if the same amount of people live here as the amount in Charlotte’s wing,” James answered. “I guess the two of them really have it harder than Reimi.”

“I wouldn’t say that,” Eleanor replied.

“Why wouldn’t you?” asked James.

“Miss Walters might only have half the amount to take care of, but there is a price to beauty. She is the one who coordinates all the varying forms of entertainment for the house,” answered Eleanor. “Not only does she have to take care of household duties, she also has to make sure she and all under her wing are in tip top shape for any performance, planned or unplanned. Plus, your Mother has a love for showing only who she believes are the most beautiful servants to her guests. That means Miss Walters is always busy. I heard it’s very stressful.”

“That’s crazy!” exclaimed James. “She does enough already without my Mother hounding her.”

“If it was up to your Mother, none of us would’ve been at your selection on Friday. She was the one who insisted to your Father to put Miss Walters in the selection,” said Eleanor. “She was confident you would choose her over any of the poorly picked choices by your father. When you chose Miss Cecelia, she was absolutely furious. To her, any choice other than Miss Cecelia would have been acceptable.”

“Why are you telling me this?” asked James. “This is something you could get punished for if my mother finds out.”

“I know,” answered Eleanor. “But I thought it best you knew why she has been mistreating Miss Cecelia even more as of late. She had always had a dislike to her which no one can explain.”

“I see,” said James. “Then this is all my fault… What happened to her I mean.”

“One cannot put blame on you, Young Master,” Eleanor assured James. “You did not know what problems it would bring to Miss Cecelia.”

“I know, but I can’t help but feel awful,” said James as they reached the door to Cecelia’s quarters. “One more question.”

“What is it?” Eleanor asked.

“Do you know why my Mother hates Cecelia?” asked James.

“No,” answered Eleanor. “She has only told those who are extremely close to her. You have a better chance asking Miss Charlotte or Miss Walters.”

“I see. Thank you,” said James.

“Miss Cecelia,” called Eleanor as she knocked on Cecelia’s door. “I have taken care of the Young Master’s request. It’s safe to come out now.”

“Thank you Eleanor,” said Cecelia as she opened her door. She immediately took notice of James and looked at Eleanor once more. As she stared at her subordinate, Cecelia’s face had a blank expression as usual. She quickly shut her door to which James halted with his hand.

“Not so fast,” said James holding the door. “We’re talking right now. That’s an order.”

Cecelia looked at James and then at Eleanor. “Would you please leave us for a moment, Eleanor?” Cecelia asked her. “You do not have to work today, but give us some privacy.”

“Yes, ma’am,” Eleanor answered. She quickly left the area, leaving James alone with Cecelia.

“What is it that you wish to speak of, Young Master?” Cecelia asked stone faced.

“Don’t give me that look,” said James. “How long have you been here?”

“I have been in my quarters since noon of Sunday,” answered Cecelia.

“If you’ve been here since Sunday…” James thought to himself. “That means that you got the twins to lie! They told me on Sunday that they didn’t know where you were or when you’d come back.”

“It was a necessary lie,” said Cecelia.

“No, it wasn’t!” James exclaimed. “Why would you even say it was necessary?!”

“My eye was bruised by your mother,” answered Cecelia. “I could not be by your side looking so horrid. Make no mistake though, it will be fully healed by the time we go to the beach tomorrow.”

“That’s not the point, Cecelia!” said James exasperated. “Why do you think I would care how you look? Do you honestly think I’m so shallow that I would be displeased by your eye?”

“That is not it at all, Young Master. There are two reasons why I committed to this action,” answered Cecelia.

“And I bet they’re such good reasons…” James said sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

“Quite. One is the fact that you would be seen walking around with an injured personal servant. Think of how it would tarnish your reputation to the public if they thought you beat your servants. They would say you are an unrefined brute that is neither grateful nor worthy of the empire your father has created out of noble means,” answered Cecelia.

James’ condescending attitude died down. Cecelia made a very good point that he did not know how to argue against. Once again, she proved to him how selfless and kind of a person she is. “I-I didn’t know…” James said embarrassed. “I didn’t even consider that possibility. I’m sorry, Cecelia.”

“It is quite alright, Young Master,” Cecelia said with a very soft smile. “You did not know. And I must remind you that you should not apologize to me. As a servant under your command, I am not deserving of apology.”

James readied a rebuttal to one of Cecelia’s many master/servant comments, but instead said nothing upon seeing her smiling face. In all his life, James had never seen such a prefect representation of beauty. The anger and tension he felt subsided completely and he was left with a feeling of piece and contentment. “As you say, Cecelia,” said James. “Please accept my thanks for what you did.”

“You are very welcome, Young Master,” Cecelia said bowing. She looked down the hall and called. “Eleanor, you can come back. My room is open to you once more until you are ready to forgive your sister.”

“Thank you, Miss Cecelia,” said Eleanor as she made her way back in.

James sat down on one of the beds and he sighed in relief. He realized this was the first time him and Cecelia ended an argument on a good note. He looked at her with a smile and her demeanor was back to its usual apathetic appearance. “So what was the other reason?” James asked just as Eleanor reached them.

Cecelia hugged Eleanor as she got close to her. She held Eleanor in her arms before looking at James. “It is to look proper for the beach tomorrow.”

James chuckled upon hearing Cecelia. “So you were worried about how you look,” he said. “You know you don’t even have to go right? If you have duties here, you can take care of them instead of me.”

“I have no choice but to go,” said Cecelia. “There are some foreign ministers from Europe that need to speak with some of your Mother’s workers. The company where they are meeting is the branch near the coast and they are in need of a translator. Your Mother has asked me to translate and to look my best for when I meet them.”

“So you’re not even going to enjoy the beach? Damn my Mother for mistreating you,” said James. “I’m sorry there’s nothing I can do about your situation, Cecelia.”

“It’s quite alright,” said Cecelia.

“More importantly, you can speak a different language?” James asked intrigued.

“Yup!” Eleanor answered for Cecelia. “Miss Cecelia isn’t only beautiful, she’s multitalented!”

“To answer your question more specifically, I can speak five European languages including Latin,” said Cecelia.

“That’s incredible…” said James in disbelief.

“Among other things she can do,” Eleanor spoke once more. “Miss Cecelia also has a talent for numbers and history. She’s also a natural at just about any physical art you introduce her too. Especially dancing.”

“You flatter me,” said Cecelia to Eleanor as they sat down on one of the beds. “More importantly, when are you going to forgive your sister?”

“Actually, that’s what I came here to talk about in the first place,” said James. “Eleanor, you should really forgive your sister. She’s tried to apologize and she says she’s never felt so alone without your company.”

“I can’t forgive her,” said Eleanor. “Sh-she revealed my feelings to you… I have never felt so embarrassed. Plus, I can barely look or be around you without feeling awkward, Young Master.”

“But you cannot just abandon her altogether,” said Cecelia. “She is your beloved sister. Besides, what you feel for the Young Master might not even be love. It is most likely infatuation.”

“You know I’m right here right, Cecelia?” said James a little irritated. “But she does have a point, Eleanor. You’re still young and naïve. Why don’t we talk about your feelings when you’re older?”

“I’m the same age as you!” Eleanor replied childishly. “The only old person in this room is Cecelia.”

“I am only twenty-two…” said Cecelia with her eyes closed.

James saw the subtle look of irritation in Cecelia’s face and it made him smile on the inside. It amazed him how different she felt around Eleanor. James could only imagine what it would have been like if it was Elizabeth. “The point I’m trying to make is that you act much more childish than how old you are,” said James. “I don’t mean to insult, but I believe you’re still too young to understand how you feel about me.”

“Hmm…” said Eleanor pouting. She hugged Cecelia again and they laid on the bed together to James’ pleasure. “I guess you’re right. I’ll consider forgiving her.”

“Tell you what,” said James, “if you forgive her, I’ll take you both to the beach with me.”

Eleanor quickly sat up and looked at James with a fire in her eyes. “R-really?” she asked excitedly. “My sister and I have never been outside of the estate before!”

“If you forgive her, then your first outside adventure from the estate will be to the beach,” said James. “Is that a deal?”

“Yes!” said Eleanor happily. She quickly stood up and made her way to the wing’s exit. “I’ll talk to Elizabeth right now!”

As Eleanor left, Cecelia sat up and looked at the exit. She looked at James and spoke. “It is nice of you to make their first outing be the beach, Young Master,” said Cecelia. “But are you sure this will not be a burden?”

“It’s fine” said James happily. “They’re both good kids, it shouldn’t be a problem.

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James walked down the hall leading back to his room with a content smile. Though it started out as an argument, the talk he had with Cecelia made him feel closer to her more than ever. After having a nice discussion with Eleanor as well, he was also relieved that he not only got her to forgive her sister, but that he was able to stay in good terms with her. As he reached his room, James was surprised to find the door ajar. He slowly opened it and scanned his quarters before noticing that the door to his bathroom was also ajar. He saw steam coming from his bath. “Did I leave the water running earlier?” James questioned himself. He closed the door behind him and slowly made his way towards his bathroom. Upon opening the door, James smiled with glee as he saw Charlotte. She looked especially radiant as she readied the bath and bowed. “It’s been a while, Young Master,” she said with her usual smile. “Would you like me to give you a bath?”

“Well, I already took a bath today…” said James scratching his head with a smile of his own. “But I can always take another one…”

“Perfect,” replied Charlotte, her smile now more devious. She made her way towards James and began to undress him. “How long has it been since your last session?”

“Four days,” answered James. “It was with Reimi. I’ve been too busy to do anything since then. That girl is a handful.”

“Reimi’s no more a handful than Cecelia,” said Charlotte now taking James shirt off. “She just likes to give the illusion of control, which in turn creates a very erotic atmosphere. Sure she does a great job at it, but she melts like putty just like any other woman. Not me though…”

“Bold words,” said James as he hugged Charlotte. He tilted her head up and gave her a kiss. The two stayed stationary for a while, their lips doing the talking for them. When they broke the kiss, Charlotte hurriedly undid James pants. She slipped them down, revealing his boxers which were now sporting a giant bulge. “Like what you see?” James asked.

“I always do…” said Charlotte mischievously as she noticed the head of James’ cock poking out from his boxers. “Why don’t you take these off and step in the bath. Just your legs.”

“Gladly,” said James. He slipped his boxers off, revealing his nine inch member before sitting at the edge of the tub. He turned around to look at Charlotte who bit her lower lip as she stared at him. She reached out behind her and pulled one of the laces on her outfit. Her whole top came off in one fluid motion and James was delighted at the fact that she did not wear a bra. She then reached over to undo one of the strings on the side of her skirt. Much like her top, Charlotte removed it in one elegant motion. James got instantly harder as he saw her fully naked voluptuous body with her beautifully shaved nether region. “Like what you see?” she teased James as she leaned forward and used her arms to push her breasts together.

“I always do,” was James only possible reply. Not wanting to be one upped in the teasing department, James remembered all of Cecelia’s talents and readied to strike back. “The only thing that could make this better is if you spoke in a different language.”

“Je peux parler français,” said Charlotte with a smile as she approached James. She made her way into the tub as James looked at her dumbfounded.

“What?” he said surprised. “You can speak French?”

“Bien sûr, je peux! Assez couramment,” said Charlotte as she now sat on the tub, her torso right between James’ legs. “Now do you want to keep trying? Or would you like me to pleasure you?”

“Closing my mouth,” James said without hesitation.

“Good,” Charlotte said before lifting her half sunken breasts out of the water. She quickly engulfed James’ hard rod with her flesh, immediately causing him to groan. With just a few strokes up and down, James was already thrusting into her luscious breasts desperately. Charlotte smiled at how restlessly James thrust his cock into her cleavage. “Look at you,” she said with a giggle. “It really has been a while.”

James did not speak. Rather, he continued to thrust his cock as fast and as violently as he could into Charlotte’s breasts. Charlotte giggled at James’ desperation, loving the feeling of his strong organ ravaging her soft mounds. She egged him on by putting her hands on either side of her breasts, squeezing them tighter. James grunted at the extra pressure being applied before letting out a moan as Charlotte licked the tip of his dick that poked out of her breasts. “Oh, God…” he said in heavenly bliss. Charlotte continued to sensually and softly lick James' cock, occasionally planting soft kisses on the head. “I’m… really close!” said James now gritting his teeth.

“Hold a moment,” said Charlotte backing away and removing her breast from James’ dick. She leaned herself on the opposite end of the tub.

“What?” said James disappointed. “But…”

“Shush! Let me finish speaking,” said Charlotte with a smirk. She opened her mouth and placed two of her fingers on her tongue to rub it. “If you’re going to cum, you have to do it deep in my throat. Wouldn’t want to spill a drop, would we?”

James practically rocketed himself off from where he sat on the tub. His dick became a homing missile and it knew full well that Charlotte’s throat was the target. As he reached Charlotte, he violently slammed all his meat down her throat. He heard Charlotte moan in ecstasy as her eyes rolled back from the pleasure. James himself moaned as well as he felt the tight walls of Charlotte’s throat hugging every vein of his member. He loved the fact that Charlotte loved to be gagged. If it were any other girl, they would have never approved of what he did. He then felt a wave of pleasure ripple throughout his entire body as Charlotte moaned loudly. Her moan caused her throat to vibrate in such a way that sent James over the top. Fueled by carnal lust, he began to thrust into Charlotte’s mouth in a frenzy, giving her no moment for rest. With just a few more thrusts into Charlotte’s exquisite mouth, James closed his eyes and gritted his teeth. He unleashed a continuous stream of his seed down Charlotte’s throat and directly into her stomach. Charlotte herself began to quiver as she came from her throat practically being raped. She moved her hand down to her crotch and began to finger herself as her orgasm continued. After several more seconds, James finally pulled out of Charlotte’s mouth and collapsed against the tub. He breathed heavily as he opened his eyes and observed a delirious Charlotte still recovering from the throes of a mighty orgasm. “H-holy shit…” said James out of breath. “I definitely needed that.”

“You’re not done, are you?” Charlotte asked with a playful smile. She resituated herself so that she was on her knees with her body leaned against the tub’s edge. Her nice round ass was right in James’ face and she shook it for full effect. “After all, you haven’t fed my other mouth yet…” she said with a playful pout.

This was all James needed for consent. He grabbed Charlotte’s ass cheeks and squeezed them, causing a moan from her. He loved the feeling of Charlotte’s soft and plump ass on his palms. After a few minutes of running his hand in circles on Charlotte’s magnificent behind, James lined up his manhood with her womanhood. Once again, Charlotte let out a soft moan as James rubbed the tip of his cock against her soaked pussy lips. Finally, with a little force, James pushed his dick into Charlotte. She immediately moaned with satisfaction even though it was just the tip. James was in heavenly bliss as he felt Charlotte’s ever tight walls massage his aching rod. He pushed in inch by agonizing inch of his meat into Charlotte’s first class cunt. James loved the feel of how Charlotte’s walls resisted his entry, which caused an extremely snug yet wonderful feel around his cock. On the opposite side, Charlotte loved how James’ large pole split her womanhood and reached all her pleasure points that no other man could. He needed to brush up on his technique, but Charlotte definitely believed he was by no means awful. As he began to pull out, James was once again greeted by another lovely sensation indicative of Charlotte. Her walls hugged on to his member as if she did not want him to ever leave. James of course, reveled in this feeling which now fueled him with lust. After a few test thrusts, James began to move at a more rhythmic pace. He looked straight up and stared at the ceiling as he aced Charlotte’s cunt with swift thrusts. Charlotte simply moaned, happy with the pleasure James was giving her. After a few minutes, James leaned in and reached under Charlotte. He took hold of her lovely melons and hugged her back with his chest as he thrust more violently. Charlotte was practically in shambles from the pleasure she felt. She was screaming so loud that it would not have been a surprise if someone outside James’ room could hear her. “My legs are getting tired…” James finally said after over a half hour of fucking Charlotte doggy style.

“Don’t you dare stop!” Charlotte exclaimed commandingly. She then reached out behind her and put her hands on either side of James hips, urging him to continue his wild thrusting. Implored by Charlotte, James ignored the cramped feeling in his legs and bucked into Charlotte with all his might. He felt the pain begin to go away as it was replaced by the pleasure of his impending orgasm. Not wanting to dissatisfy Charlotte, James made the extra effort to make sure Charlotte came first. With just a handful more thrusts, Charlotte arched her back in that oh-so-erotic way as her entire body quivered and quaked from pleasure. James was then surprised that Charlotte removed herself from his pussy pleaser. In one rapid yet fluid motion, Charlotte pushed James so he was against the tub’s edge and quickly got on top of him. She reinserted James’ dick into her cunt with force and began to ride him violently. James felt that she was still in the middle of a lovely orgasm as he felt her walls twitch as she rode him. He reached out for Charlotte’s breasts, kneading one in his hand and sucking on the other. That was all it took for Charlotte to lose it once more. She had another, much more powerful orgasm that rocked her frame. Her walls contracted so violently that James couldn’t help but reach his limit as well. He wrapped his arms around her body and buried his face in her cleavage as he came with the force of a bullet. “Oh, God! Yes!” Charlotte screamed as he felt James flood her walls and wash away her insides. She felt the force of his ejaculation with each spurt that painted her walls. It was a never ending torrent that caused her to moan with every release for the next minute. After that, James leaned against the tub’s edge, thoroughly exhausted. Charlotte lifted herself off of James and his cum spilled out of her pussy like a river. It made a murky haze in the tub’s water where it landed and Charlotte looked at James. “I don’t know if contraceptives can prevent me from getting pregnant with this amount…” she said jokingly.

“Fuck…” said James absolutely spent. He looked at his member which was now just half erect. The whole tub smelled of bitter sweat and sex. James grunted as he felt Charlotte’s hand tug at his cock. “You want to go again?” he asked.

“Just observing,” she said. “It’s amazing how this thing turned this entire bath session into something so dirty.” Charlotte stepped out of the bath and made her way to James' shower. She stepped inside and started the water as James simply watched from the tub. As Charlotte pressed her body against the glass to accentuate it, she crooked a finger at James to join her. “Maybe we’ll have a better chance of getting clean from a shower instead?”

“Alright,” answered James with a smile as his member hardened once more. In his mind however, he knew that would not be the case.

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!!!” Charlotte said loudly with eyes closed and a big smile. She wrapped her arms around James as he held her up with her legs draped over his shoulders and his hands under her curvaceous rump. Charlotte’s back pressed against the fogged up glass which now left a clear imprint as James pegged her. She had lost track of how long they had gone for, but she knew it was easily over three hours if she included the wonderful sex they had in the tub. With how easily she made men melt, Charlotte was happy to have someone like James ravage her womanhood. What he lacked in technique she believed he made up for in endurance. He could go on for hours and cum multiple times without the need for long rest periods, and she loved that about him. “Tired of me yet?” Charlotte teased James as she breathed heavily from both pleasure and exhaustion.

“Of you? Never!” James answered equally out of breath. “But I am tired.”

“Well, you can’t sleep until we finish,” Charlotte said before she locked her lips with James for a short yet passionate kiss. “So if you want to get some sleep before your trip tomorrow, you best finish up with me soon. Preferably with a bang, if you know what I mean.”

“I know what you mean,” James replied as he took Charlotte’s legs off of him and left her standing.

“Huh?” Charlotte asked a little confused before being taken by surprise once again as James spun her around. She felt him push her body against the glass as he rammed his member into her once more from behind. Charlotte felt her entire body quake as James pushed her against the glass with each mighty thrust. Her eyes rolled back from the pleasure and she could not help but smile as she felt her chest hard pressed against the glass, acting as a cushion. “Oh, God! Yes! Yes, please! Oh, God, give me more!” She screamed as James placed his hands on the glass, his palms flat against it. She felt him piston into her as hard and fast as he could without causing the glass to break from his relentless assault. She was then introduced to a new pleasure as James moved one of his hands to rub her body. He started with her long legs, rubbing his right hand up and down the outside and inside of her thighs. Then, he moved to her waist, running circles around her stomach with his finger. “H-holy shit…” said Charlotte in bliss.

“Do you like that?” James asked her with a smile as he rubbed her belly. He then moved his hand down to the side of her ass and caressed her lovely hips.

“More than you know,” Charlotte answered. “Don’t stop! Run your hands all over my body.”

“Your wish is my command,” James said playfully. He removed his other hand from the glass and quickly began to explore Charlotte’s body. He loved the overall soft feel of Charlotte’s body, which was a quality that Reimi’s body lacked. How Charlotte’s body engulfed his touch made her feel much more accepting and approachable. As he thrust into her and neared orgasm, James used both his hands to rub Charlotte’s body simultaneously. He ran his hands on either side of her legs, paying extra attention to her inner thighs as he did so. He then moved up and caressed her curvaceous waist and stomach. Finally, James reached right below Charlotte’s enormous wrack. He hefted each lovely mound in his hand and massaged their undersides lovingly. He could hear Charlotte moan ecstatically as he did so and it gave him a boost of confidence. He then continued to play with Charlotte’s gigantic melons and loved the fact that his hands could not cup all of her. After a few more minutes, James groaned in pleasure as he felt Charlotte’s walls tighten once more. She screamed so loud that James had to cover her mouth and silence her in fear of the whole estate hearing them. He could not however, suppress his much quieter moans, as Charlotte’s convulsing canal massaged his cock to the last of its restraints. This time, James pulled out and let his meat explode like a fountain. He came with such a force, large strands coating Charlotte’s back as well as the glass beside and above her. “Enjoy yourself?” James asked Charlotte as he leaned against the tiled wall now absolutely spent.

“Is that a trick question?” Charlotte asked back as she leaned against the glass, incapable of moving in her exhausted state. She felt the water wash away James’ contributions on her back and it put a smile on her face. “Thanks for the fun, Young Master.”

“No problem,” said James. “Can I expect you to clean me some more?”

“I can make time to do it for you once or twice a week. Maybe three times if my schedule allows it,” answered Charlotte with her usual playful yet devious smile.

“Sounds great,” said James. “But I really should get some sleep. Sorry to kick you out so suddenly.”

“It’s not a problem at all,” replied Charlotte. She walked out of the shower as James stopped the water. She then grabbed a towel and dried herself. Charlotte picked her outfit off the ground and pulled a watch from one of her pockets. “Three O’clock,” Charlotte said as she stared at it. “Not much time left for you to sleep.”

“Not much time for you either,” James replied as they exited his bathroom and entered his room. He put on sleep attire as Charlotte did the same with her maid outfit. “Come with me tomorrow,” said James. He reached around Charlotte’s waist from behind and tilted her neck back, planting a kiss on her lips. Charlotte accepted his kiss and they locked lips for a few minutes. It was faint, but James felt a difference in this kiss. It wasn’t just Charlotte, but it was also something he did. To James, it felt more sincere. When he kissed Charlotte, it was usually more passionate and carnal. This one felt calm and endearing. Though he couldn’t quite fully explain why it was different, James found it more enjoyable. When they finally broke the kiss, Charlotte spoke.

“I would love to come with you,” she said. “But that would leave no one to take care of the house.”

“What do you mean?” James asked.

“I know Reimi is going with you to the beach, Young Master,” Charlotte said to James’ surprise. “Until head maid Catherine returns with your father later today, there will be no one to take care of the house if I went with you. Being the highest form of order, it falls to me until her return.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” James said as he heard the news. “It’s not fair to you that you can’t have an enjoyable weekend.”

“It’s one of the joys of being a commoner,” Charlotte joked. “Don’t worry too much. Just promise me that you’ll enjoy yourself.”

“Of course,” James said as Charlotte made her way to the door, “enough for the both of us.”

“Good to hear,” Charlotte said as she opened and stood by the door. “Goodnight, Young Master. Or should I say good morning?”

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“Wow!” Elizabeth exclaimed as she looked out the window. She took in the view as they drove down a road beside the beach “It’s beautiful! Do you see it, Master James?”

James smiled at the sight of Elizabeth’s happiness. He was happy to give her an experience she never had before. “Yes, I do see it,” James answered Elizabeth with a smile. She leaned once more to look out the window, kneeling on her seat and happy that she didn’t have to wear a seatbelt. James didn’t want to be obvious, but he leered at Elizabeth’s body. She was wearing a lovely green beach dress that matched her eyes. It wasn’t a tight dress, but at certain angles, it hugged Elizabeth’s form in a very appetizing way. With her leaning over on her knees to look out the window, James got a perfect view of Elizabeth’s lovely ass. If he didn’t believe it before, this view solidified James’ belief that the twins’ rumps were designed for the sole purpose of mesmerizing all men. They weren’t large, but they were sculpted in such a way that could not be explained. Instead, James simply found great pleasure in appreciating them rather than trying to answer their mystery. His eyes widened a little when he saw Elizabeth lean over enough for her dress to pull up and show a little bit of her swimsuit. James caught that she was wearing what appeared to be green bottoms similar in color to her dress. James felt a feeling of unrest in his pants as he saw how the bottoms hugged Elizabeth’s luscious butt. He couldn’t see much, but it was enough to stir his imagination.

“Young Master?” James heard a voice that snapped him out of the trance caused by Elizabeth. He looked to his left and noticed Eleanor sitting quite close to him “Is something wrong?” she asked. “You’ve been staring at my sister an awful lot.”

“It’s nothing,” James said to Eleanor, happy that they were both so innocent. “I was just happy to see that you two have made up.”

“And it’s all thanks to you,” Eleanor said as she hesitantly hugged James.

“You’re welcome,” replied James. He hugged her back and leaned against the seat, enjoying the relaxing drive. After their brief embrace, Eleanor moved away from James and began to look out the window, similar to Elizabeth. James took note of her actions and immediately focused his attention on her. Unlike Elizabeth, he could drink in a much better view from Eleanor being right beside him. Much like her sister, Eleanor shared the same sense of fashion. She wore an identical dress, the only difference being that it was blue to match her own eyes. As she leaned to look out the window, James got a much better angle to look at Eleanor’s rump compared to her younger sister who sat across them. He immediately put his hands over his crotch as he hardened at the magnificent sight. Though she didn’t know it, Eleanor was giving James one of the best shows he ever saw. She was just a few feet away and James fought off his desire of reaching out for Eleanor’s stellar ass with all of his wit and rationality. Luckily for James, he managed to resist as he heard Elizabeth speak, now her turn to break him out of his new trance.

“So where’s Sissy?” Elizabeth asked James.

“She’s with Reimi in the section right in front of us. They have both business and personal matters that they need to discuss with each other. Don’t worry though, I promise you’ll get to see them at some point today.”

“Good!” Elizabeth said with a smile. “It would be no fun if it was just Eli and I. Reirei and Sissy are a must if I want to enjoy myself.”

“Aren’t I enough?” teased James.

“You’re fun and all, Master James, but your just one person!” Elizabeth answered.

“Elizabeth!” Eleanor said. “I can let the way you address the Young Master pass, but speaking to him with such familiarity is unacceptable!”

“Aww…” Elizabeth said.

“Relax, Eleanor. Nobody can hear. Besides, there’s no other way I’d rather be addressed than as a friend. I might be your master, but I want to be your friend more than anything else,” said James. Eleanor blushed at his comment and couldn’t help but look away. James found her gesture quite attractive as he refocused his attention on Elizabeth. “Rest assured that you will have fun today,” he told her. “Not only will I be there, but Cecelia, Reimi, as well as my friends will keep you company. You won’t have a single moment where you’re alone.”

“Great!” said Elizabeth with glee. “I can’t wait to get there!”

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“Over here, James,” John said as he stood up from their spot on the beach. His eyes widened as he saw four gorgeous women step out of the limousine with James. John quickly shook Charles’ and Jordan’s shoulders, causing them to sit up out of irritation. Their irritation subsided as they both lowered their sunglasses to get a better look. “Unbelievable…” John said.

“Why, James?” Vincent asked himself, shaking his head.

“More of †˜why not’ in my opinion,” Jordan said as he watched the two women present at James celebration speak with each other. He then focused his attentions to the two lovely twin flowers that were latched on to James. Jordan looked at Charles and John before smiling as they saw how shy and timid they were. The boys saw the twin’s timid nature as extremely corruptible and it fueled devious thoughts in all of their imaginations. The three young men were then disappointed when one of the girls stepped back in the limousine and it drove away. Even so, they were all still quite pleased that three angels were left for them. As James’ little group neared them, Jordan Spoke. “Alright guys, there’s three of them. That’s one for each of us since I know Vincent’s not going to join in,” he said. “I get dibs on the redhead.”

“Why do you get dibs on the redhead?” complained Charles.

“Because he asked first,” John answered. “Don’t worry so much, we still got those two lovely twins. I can’t wait to teach them what I know….”

“You guys need to stop,” Vincent finally spoke. “James didn’t bring them here for your amusement.”

“Of course he did!” Jordan retorted. “That’s why he brought four women, obviously. He probably just sent the fourth one on an errand and couldn’t bring an extra one for you. What are servants for other than service? Entertainment, of course!”

“Never mind…” Vincent said shaking his head as James and company finally reached them.

“Hey guys!” James said with a smile. “Sorry I’m late.”

“Don’t worry about it!” said Charles greeting James first. “And who are these lovely ladies?”

“Pardon me for not introducing them,” said James. “You all know Reimi Walters, she was at my celebration.”

“Of course,” all of them said eagerly.
“And these two are Eleanor and Elizabeth Westervelt,” James introduced the twins. “This is their first time out of the estate so pardon their shyness.”

“H-hi…” the twins said in unison. They each hugged James’ arm, attempting to shield themselves from his friends.

“Don’t be so shy, girls,” Vincent said before any of James’ friends could speak. He smiled genuinely at the twins and held out his hand. The two of them slowly let go of James and took Vincent’s hand. They both smiled back at him genuinely and Vincent couldn’t help but feel happy. “Do you want to go swimming?” he asked.

“Y-yes,” they both said.

“Come with me then,” he said. Vincent lead the twins to the water as the others watched completely dumbfounded.

“Way to go, Vince!” James said in his head. “I thought I’d be all alone with trying to keep the guys’ hands off of them.”

“Vincent just…” John said unable to finish his sentence.

“Don’t worry about it!” said James. “I’m sure you’ll get plenty of time to know them.”

“I hope so,” Jordan said. “But until then, would you like to go swimming with me, Reimi?”

Reimi looked at Jordan and smiled. She reached for her waist and tugged the wrap that hid the bottoms of her lacy black bikini. All of the young men’s eyes widened and James himself couldn’t help but look as the wrap fell to her feet. “Why not?” she asked.

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The day went on and James sat on a beach towel under an umbrella with a satisfied expression to the pleasure of many young women on the beach who passed him by. He watched Charles, Jordan, and John enjoy themselves in the water with Reimi as Vincent helped Eleanor and Elizabeth build a sand castle. After a while, Vincent left the twins as they continued to build the castle and approached James. He sat down next to him with a smile. “What’s on your mind, Vince?” James asked.

“I thought it was awfully nice of Miss Walters to distract the gang away from those two,” Vincent answered as he pointed at the twins. “I have to admit, though, even I was stunned speechless by her figure.”

“I know you try your best to not be a letch, Vince, but Reimi’s just a beautiful woman. It’s not your fault if you can’t help but stare,” James assured him. “Thanks for keeping the twins away from the guys, by the way. I really appreciate it.”

“Sure thing,” said Vincent. He lied down on the towel and stared at the bottom of the umbrella. “I’d have done the same to keep my sisters away from them. They’re still so young and innocent; they shouldn’t be subjected to corruption.”

“Believe it or not, they’re our age,” James said. “They turned eighteen Last Saturday.”

“Just six days ago?” Vincent asked surprised. “Here I thought they were much younger. How’s that even possible?”

“Let’s just say Reimi and Cecelia kept them sheltered…” answered James. He noticed that Eleanor and Elizabeth were making their way towards him. “Having fun?” James asked them.

“More than I can imagine!” said Elizabeth. “Thanks a lot, Master James! And you too, Master Vincent!”

“Indeed, thank you,” Eleanor added.

“You two opened up quick,” said James. “The two of you were so quiet earlier.”

“That’s because Master Vincent is just as nice as you, Master James!” said Elizabeth.

“I’m flattered,” Vincent said with a smile. “James here was just about to go for a walk. Maybe you two would like to accompany him?”

“I was?” James asked.

“We’d love to!” Elizabeth answered quickly.

“Then that’s exactly what we’ll do,” said James. He stood up quickly and pulled Vincent to the side for a private talk. “What are you planning?” he asked.

“Nothing,” Vincent answered. “I just needed a break. I’ve been taking care of them for you all day.”

“Good point,” said James. He looked at the twins and smiled. “Well then, ladies? Shall we?”

“Lead the way, Young Master,” Eleanor said.

James complied and he led the twins around the beach. They made small talk with each other and James enjoyed the stares from people. He knew that the women enjoyed looking at his well sculpted body and it put a confident smile on his face. He also enjoyed the look of jealousy on many of the men as they stared at the two angels latched to his arms. Even better, he loved how angry some of the men’s girlfriends got as their eyes were plastered on the twins rather than on their significant others. “I have got to stop being such an attention seeker,” James thought to himself as he walked.

“Look!” Elizabeth said excitedly. “It’s an ice cream stand! Will you buy me something, Master James?”

“Elizabeth!” Eleanor exclaimed. “You need to know your place! Don’t ask the Young Master to buy something for you! We’re his servants, not the other way around!”

“It’s okay, Eleanor,” said James. “I’ll gladly buy you one, Elizabeth. Would you like one too, Eleanor?”

Eleanor looked at Elizabeth who had a big smile on her face. She looked at James shortly after, taking note of the sincerity on his face. Her own face turned beat read and she looked away from him. “Y-yes,” she stuttered, “I-I’d like one too…”

“Alright,” said James, “what flavor would you like?”

“Strawberry!” exclaimed Elizabeth.

“St-strawberry…” Eleanor said as well.

“Alright, strawberry it is,” said James. He approached the vendor. “How much will it cost for two strawberry ice cream cones?”

“You are Young Master Sorrowsworn correct?” the vendor asked.

“Yes,” James answered.

“Then they’re on the house,” the man said. He smiled and scooped up to globs of strawberry ice cream, placing each one in a cone. “Here you go, sir.”

“Thank you,” said James. “You know, it wouldn’t be a problem at all if you wanted me to pay.”

“Don’t worry about it, sir” the vendor assured him. “I’m just happy to serve the child of our city’s owner.”

“Once again, thanks,” James said. He hurried back to the twins and handed them their ice cream. Elizabeth took hers quickly while Eleanor was a little more reluctant. “Enjoy,” said James.

“Thanks, Master James!” Elizabeth said. She stood on the tip of her toes and planted a kiss on James’ cheek. Eleanor looked shocked and James stood in place out of disbelief.

“E-Elizabeth…” Eleanor said still unsure of what just happened. “Wh-what did you just…?”

“I thanked Master James much like how the two of us thank Sissy: With a kiss on the cheek!” answered Elizabeth.

“But, M-Master James isn’t like Sissy… H-he’s our master,” said Eleanor.

“You called him †˜Master James!’” Elizabeth said surprised. “And you called Sissy †˜Sissy!’ I thought you said you’d never do that in front of Master James.”

Eleanor gasped and looked at James. She realized her slip and quickly looked away. “I’m going to go see what ReiRei… I mean what Miss Walters is up to,” she bowed quickly and ran away.

“No, wait! Eleanor!” James called out to her as she ran. “Damn…”

“Looks like it’s just you and me now, Master James,” said Elizabeth.

“I-I guess so…” said James. He took hold of Elizabeth’s hand and continued to walk with her. James watched Elizabeth lick her ice cream and it excited him a little. Without the dress, James saw most of Elizabeth’s lovely body. Though she was slim and tiny, her compact frame was tight and beautiful. It made James wonder if she was still capable of growing in the area which she was lacking. Though a fan of breasts, James didn’t mind the tiny lumps either twin had. If anything, James figured out that he might even have a fetish for the smaller kind as much as he had one for the bigger. He continued to occasionally eye Elizabeth’s chest as they walked down the beach. “Did you mean to scare your sister off?” James finally spoke.

“Nope,” Elizabeth answered. She stopped walking and looked at James with glee on her face. “I didn’t mean to, I swear!”

“I know,” said James. “Just be lucky she’s not mad at you this time, she just got a little flustered.”

“And I have you to thank!” Elizabeth said happily. “We made up real fast after you talked to her. I just wish she was a little more honest with herself though…”

“You’re sister just isn’t a daredevil like you,” James said chuckling a little.

“Hey, you complimented me!” said Elizabeth, her smile bigger than ever.

“I wouldn’t really say it was a compliment. We should…” James stopped as he felt Elizabeth’s lips on his. Though it didn’t last for more than a few seconds, the spark of excitement James felt travel up and down his spine ignited into a full blown fire. He tried to comprehend what just happened, the feeling of Elizabeth’s lips still fresh in his mind even though she had already stopped kissing him. He noticed that she too, was now all shades of red with a look of utter surprise on her face.

“I-I’m sorry!” she said in a panic. “I wanted to kiss you on the cheek for the compliment, but you turned… and I missed… and… and…”

“L-let’s just head back to the others,” James said. He fought away his dirty thoughts and tried to maintain a level head.

“Y-you were my first…” Elizabeth said. “It felt… it felt really good…”

Elizabeth’s words echoed through James ear. He tried to stay rational as best as he could, but he gave in to temptation. “D-do you want to… kiss me one more time?” James asked. His face was just as red as Elizabeth’s, but he pushed on. “I mean if it felt good, why not…”

Elizabeth planted her lips on James before he could finish his sentence. His eyes widened a little at her initiative and he wrapped his arms around her waist. Similarly, Elizabeth threw her arms over James’ shoulders and they continued to kiss tenderly. James was happy that they were in a mostly private area since they would have been seen by the public otherwise. After a short while, James pried Elizabeth off of his lips. “Ah…” she quivered a little.

Her soft moan sent a signal straight to James’ crotch and he felt himself harden. He took a deep breath and composed himself. “There,” he said with a smile to Elizabeth, “now let’s forget about all this. And don’t say anything to your sister.”

“O-okay…” Elizabeth said quietly.

XXXXXXXXXX

James and Elizabeth waved at the others as they made their way back. They were greeted by both his friends as well as by Reimi and Eleanor. “What’s up guys?” James asked with a smile. “Sorry we were gone so long.”

“We didn’t need you to enjoy ourselves,” Charles said. “Reimi here was plenty company.”

“I’m glad to hear it! What about you, Vince?” James asked Vincent. “Hopefully Reimi and the guys didn’t exclude you.”

“They did,” answered Vincent as the guys simply laughed. “But I had the company of Miss Westervelt, so I was fine.”

“Isn’t that your limo, James?” John pointed as it pulled up at the street next to the beach.

“Yeah,” answered James. “I though one day at the beach wouldn’t be enough time to enjoy it, so we’re staying at the beach house for the weekend.”

“Leave it to James to treat us!” John said happily. “Good thing we all brought extra luggage.”

“What do you mean?” James asked a little confused.

“We only ever plan to spend a day at the beach, but you always make it the weekend. You’ve been doing this for the last four years, James” Vincent answered. “We’ve learned that it’s just best to pack extra clothes because we know this’ll happen.”

“Unlike all the other times however, we have four lovely ladies to keep us company!” Jordan said happily. “This might be the best beach trip yet!”

“You guys know me so well,” said James laughing with his friends. “Anyway, the sun’s setting so we should head there now. Guests first.”

“Whatever you say!” Charles and the others said before walking towards the limousine.

James stood back for a while as he watched his friends enter the vehicle. He smiled as he saw Cecelia pop up from one of the doors. She greeted Vincent before leading him and the twins into the limousine. Cecelia flashed a quick smile at James before stepping back inside. “So what’s the plan?” a voice said.

James shook his head and snapped back to attention. He had forgotten that Reimi had yet to enter the limousine, and she stood right next to him. “Plan?” he asked her.

“I know what went down last night,” Reimi said with a smile. “But don’t think that’s stopping me tonight.”

“Can’t you wait until tomorrow?” James asked exhausted. “I really need some sleep.”

“Not a chance,” Reimi said with a scowl. “I want… I mean I know you want me. You should be happy that I’m giving you the time of day.”

“Fine,” James said with a sigh. “I’ll tell the guys I’m going to head to bed early tonight since I didn’t get much sleep last night. You can come in whenever you want to.”

“Perfect,” Reimi said. She tapped the underside of James chin with her fingers. “Don’t worry, after tonight, I guarantee that you’ll have the best sleep of your life.”

“Gotcha!” James said as he finished off Jordan in the game they were playing. Once they got to the beach house, the party spent the time playing games in the large living room that overlooked a private beach owned by the Sorrowsworns. James stood up to the cheer of his friends as he soaked in his victory. “I’m still number one!”

“It’s not that impressive,” John said. “Compared to professionals, the four of us look like fools when we play fighting games.”

“I guess you’re right,” James said as he sat on the couch next to Jordan. He handed his controller over to Charles who happily took over for him. “But among the five of us, I’m still the best.”

“You know,” Vincent interrupted, “it always baffles me why we don’t just start our beach meetings here. I mean, you have a private beach as a backyard for this house, James.”

“Isn’t it obvious?” John asked. “Part of the fun is getting people to notice us. It’s one thing to be rich, but to be rich and well known is a another level altogether. People need to know who we are and they need to respect us. Plus, it’s always good to get praised for your looks.”

“Just because we have more money doesn’t make us better,” Vincent argued.

“But it does,” John argued back. “If we were no better than the common rabble, then why are we the ones sitting here while the four lovely women prepare us dinner? Don’t you see? It’s because we are the masters and they are the servants. We are the superior, they are the inferior. I think that clearly shows that we’re better. Wouldn’t you say, James?”

“I’m not taking sides, but logically speaking, he has a point, Vince,” James said to Vincent’s disappointment. “On the other hand, that’s a very †˜black and white’ way to look at things, John.”

“Stop trying to play mediator,” said John. He yawned and looked at the clock. “It’s eight already? Damn, we’re having a late dinner.”

“Just be happy we’re even having dinner,” said Vincent. Just as he finished his sentence, the girls entered the room. They had trays of food which they placed on the table in the middle of the couches. Once they placed all the food, they lined up and bowed in unison.

“Please enjoy the food,” they all said simultaneously. Elizabeth looked up and caught James eyes as she finished bowing. She immediately became flustered and looked away. James sighed at Elizabeth’s action. He knew that the cause was the kiss they shared earlier today and he feared that he might have made their relationship irreparable. “Please call for us if you require anything else,” the four ladies said in unison.

“Hold on a second,” said Jordan. “Just because you’re servants doesn’t mean you can’t dine with us. Join us!”

“That’s a great idea!” Charles added. “Cecelia, why don’t you sit next to me?”

“As you wish,” Cecelia said making her way towards Charles.

“Hold it,” James said. “Cecelia, you’re sitting next to me.”

“No fair, James!” complained Charles. “Then how about you, Reimi?”

Reimi looked at Charles before looking at James. She looked at him, waiting for his approval. James nodded his head and Reimi spoke. “As you wish,” she said as she sat next to Charles.

“Wow, James, you really have these girls under your command!” Jordan said impressed. “They don’t do a thing until you allow them. I guess they know their place.”

“Damn straight they do,” said James trying to sound convincing. He needed his friends to believe that he was in command. “And for that reason, if any of you do anything to them that I disapprove of, I’m sending you home.”

The room went silent and all the boys looked at James. Vincent caught what James was trying to establish and it put a smile on his face. “If that’s the case,” Vincent played along, “since I was the first to approach them, can the Westervelt twins sit next to me?”

“Of course, Vince!” James said enthusiastically happy that Vincent caught what he was doing.

“What a player!” said Charles as the two twins sat next to Vincent. He looked at Jordan and John and laughed, wrapping his arm around Reimi and pulling her close against his body. “Looks like you two aren’t getting lucky tonight. Don’t worry though, I’d be more than willing to share my little angel right here.”

“Then there’s nothing to be jealous of,” John said happily. “Besides, there’s nothing to worry about. Vincent isn’t enough of a man to satisfy two women. He’ll give one of them up.”

The three young men laughed and the twins looked at them confused. James noticed the irritation on Reimi’s face, but above all else, she had a look of concern. “Alright, that’s enough. Let’s enjoy our meal,” James said.

“How can we enjoy our meal without alcohol?” Jordan asked. “Where’s the booze, ladies?”

“I was specifically told to make sure that there would be no alcohol during this gathering,” Cecelia finally spoke. “Your parents mentioned that if they caught you drinking underage one more time, there would be proper punishment.”

“I know you’re bluffing,” Charles said with a playful smile. “The only punishment happening tonight is me spanking your…”

“Charles!” said Vincent loudly. “Shut up. There will be no fooling around tonight.”

“What gives you the right to say that?” Charles asked irritated. “Last time I check, it’s up to James to decide.”

“And I’m agreeing with Vincent,” James added. “The three of you hit on and use women on a daily basis. Surely you can go one night without a girl in your bed. Besides, would you really stoop so low as to do sexual acts with servants? John, didn’t you mention something about us being better and superior to the common rabble? If that’s the case, wouldn’t fooling around with one of these maids be an insult to your stature?”

John groaned at James’ words. He looked to see who would side with him but simply surrendered when none came to his aid. “He’s right,” John finally spoke.

“What?” Charles and Jordan asked together.

“Vincent and James are right,” John said once more. “We shouldn’t lower ourselves. How desperate would we look if we fooled around with servants? It’s such a filthy thought that it disgusts me.”

“I guess you’re right…” Charles agreed with John. Jordan quickly followed and the table mellowed down. The group quickly made up and they were laughing once more as they ate. After dinner, the boys had the maids tend to their needs as they continued to socialize with each other. Within a few hours, Charles called it a night and went to the quarters he was assigned. Jordan and John followed a few hours later, leaving Vincent and James with the maids as they tidied up the living room. It didn’t take that much longer before Eleanor and Elizabeth felt the need to rest as well. Cecelia led them to their room and put them to bed before she returned to continue cleaning. It was already past midnight and James was completely exhausted. He yawned loudly and sank into the soft plush couch.

“You did well,” Vincent said to James. “A little harsh to the girls, but it kept them from being sexually assaulted.”

“Thanks. But I feel like I could have done something different,” replied James.

“What do you mean?” asked Vincent.

“What the Young Master means is that he wishes he could have avoided insulting us,” said Cecelia. “Am I correct in assuming that?”

“Exactly,” answered James. “Reimi, Cecelia, I’m sorry about the things I said earlier. Please understand that I didn’t mean them.”

“I apologize as well,” Vincent added.

“No need for apologies, Young Masters,” said Cecelia.

“Don’t be like that, Celia,” said Reimi. “Just accept their apology.”

“But, Reimi…” Cecelia started before being cut off as Reimi put her hand on Cecelia’s shoulder from behind. She pushed Cecelia towards the two young men.

“C’mon,” said Reimi. “You know what you have to do.”

Cecelia looked at James and Vincent as they eagerly waited for her to speak. She fought off her feelings of embarrassment, but she knew that her cheeks must have showed a little color. Not wanting to be subjected to the torture of the boys’ gazes much longer, Cecelia spoke timidly. “A-apology… apology accepted,” she said.

“Now was that so hard?” Reimi asked.

James and Vincent smiled in unison. “Thank you, Cecelia” they both said

“Now tell them it’s no problem,” said Reimi.

“I-I cannot possibly…” said Cecelia.

“Just do it,” Reimi said rolling her eyes. “Act like a normal person for once. You’d be a million times cuter if you did. Wouldn’t you say, boys?”

“Definitely!” James said.

“I can only agree with what my friend has said,” Vincent added.

“See? Now you have to say it,” Reimi said with a big grin.

“It… it is not… not a problem,” Cecelia said now obviously flustered. Her eyes were closed as she spoke. The two boys smiled and clapped at her bold gesture.

“Good job!” said Reimi. “Why don’t you get some rest? I’ll take care of what’s left.”

Cecelia said nothing and simply complied. She bowed at James and Vincent before she departed, disappearing down the hall that lead to the quarters.

“It’s getting late,” said Vincent. “I think I’m going to bed as well. Goodnight, James. Goodnight, Miss Walters.”

“Goodnight,” they both said as Vincent departed. As soon as he was out of sight, Reimi quickly sat on top of James to his surprise. She gave him a quick kiss on the lips and smiled.

“So much for that plan of ours,” said James.

“Tell me about it,” Reimi said. “I’m extremely tired, but I still want… Well, I can only assume you want a reward after staying up all this time to protect the twins from your friends. I guess I can give you one. If you ask nicely.”

“You said you’re tired,” said James. “Let’s just try for some other time. Unless that upsets you?”

“You always look at it too deeply,” said Reimi. “I just wanted to reward you. It’s not like I like you or anything.”

“Alright, alright,” said James no longer wanting to argue. “Honestly though, let’s plan this out better next time and just sleep for now. Deal?”

“Deal,” agreed Reimi. The two kissed one more time before heading to their respective quarters.

XXXXXXXXXX

James woke up as he heard the door to his quarters open. He looked at his clock to see that the time was three in the morning and that he had not slept more than a few hours. James vision was blurry and he shook his head to get a better look at the figure that stood next to his door. “What happened to †˜let’s plan this out better’?” James asked.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” a familiar voice not belonging to Reimi spoke.

James quickly sat up and looked towards the door. He could now see clearly and he was shocked. Elizabeth stood by the door to James’ surprise and she had a very eager yet fearful look on her face. James heart picked up its pace a little as he tried to think of what to say. “Elizabeth,” he finally started, “what are you doing here?”

“I’m sorry, Master James,” Elizabeth said. “I tried to forget about earlier today, I honestly did. But I can’t get the feeling it gave me out of my head. Every time I think about it, it sends this odd feeling up and down my spine. Can I get one final kiss? Please?”

James’ mind was now going into overload. He kept a level head as best as he could, fending off the naughty thoughts of Elizabeth that now swirled in his head. “No, Elizabeth. This is a bad idea,” James managed to say. He surprised even himself.

“Charlotte once told Eli and me that once you get your first kiss, it’ll feel so heartwarming that you won’t be able to stop thinking about it,” said Elizabeth. She walked towards the light shining into the room from the night sky. James’ practically had a heart attack when he saw Elizabeth’s attire. She was in a short night dress and wore no bottoms. The soft and thin fabric rested on her chest in such a way that James could see her nipples bleeding through. He looked down at her lower area and James immediately felt his manhood harden as he saw how lovingly Elizabeth’s white cotton panties tightly hugged her pelvic region. “Please, Master James,” Elizabeth said once more. “Please let me feel like I did earlier.”

James quickly stood up and approached Elizabeth. He grabbed her by the shoulders and tilted her head up so that she was looking into his eyes. “How could I say no?” James asked her before planting a kiss on her lips. He moved his hand to the back of Elizabeth’s head and they kissed more tenderly. He could feel Elizabeth’s body quiver as his lips danced with hers. James broke the kiss and stared into Elizabeth’s eyes. She returned his gaze and they continued to kiss under the light of the night sky before James broke the kiss once more. “You know,” he said, “we can do more than just kiss.”

“Will it give me the same feelings I’m having now?” Elizabeth asked innocently.

“It’ll give you an even better feeling,” James answered.

“Okay then,” Elizabeth replied. Her reply put James in disbelief. He took a few seconds to comprehend what Elizabeth said before he picked her up and sat on the edge of his bed with Elizabeth straddling him. They continued to kiss and he loved how Elizabeth sighed and panted as they did so. James began to kiss down her cheek and Elizabeth began to moan softly. As he planted the first kiss on her neck, Elizabeth let out her loudest moan yet and pushed James away.

“What’s the matter?” James asked concerned. He took note of how Elizabeth quivered.

“It felt… really good…” Elizabeth answered. “It was as if… as if I was going to lose control of my body.”

“She’s never been touched before and her whole body is overly sensitive,” James thought to himself. “Losing control isn’t bad. Just let it happen, Elizabeth, it’ll feel that much better.”

“O-okay…” Elizabeth said meekly. She allowed James to continue kissing her. James was happy to comply and he planted kisses up and down her neck. The fact that Elizabeth squirmed with each kiss he gave her fueled James’ lust to ridiculous heights. He however, kept Charlotte’s advice in mind. James made sure to not let his carnal lust take control. He was going to enjoy this, but he also planned to make every effort to make Elizabeth enjoy it even more. He would take her slowly so that they would both be satisfied by the end of this session. “Ah…” Elizabeth moaned softly as James continued to kiss her neck. He slipped his hand under her short dress and began to rub her waist. Elizabeth only moaned more as James worked his hands, rubbing either side of her waist.

“Lift your arms up,” James whispered into Elizabeth’s ear before giving it a soft kiss. Elizabeth eagerly did so, lifting her arms up for James. He grabbed hold of her dress and pulled it off of her. James enjoyed the sight of Elizabeth’s small frame, the light of the moon shining on her small breasts. He kissed down her neck to her collar bone, tenderly leading his kisses to her upper sternum and finally towards her chest. At this point, Elizabeth’s eyes were leaking tears from the pleasure she felt. James wanted her to feel even better and he moved his right hand to massage the underside of her petite breast. Unlike Charlotte, James could have easily cupped Elizabeth’s entire breast in one hand. He made sure not to do so and massaged it softly, causing Elizabeth to sigh and pant in pleasure. Finally, James trailed his kisses towards one of Elizabeth’s breasts. James took a quick pause and licked his lips. Elizabeth’s tiny breasts were right in front of him and he couldn’t wait to sample them. Leaning forward, James took Elizabeth’s cute little nipple in his mouth. The feeling of sucking on Elizabeth’s diminutive breast was so foreign to James. It made him wonder how Elizabeth could possibly get him any hornier than he already was. He sucked and licked Elizabeth’s soft mound as his spare hand moved to massage the other. James loved how her small lump fit in his hand so perfectly. With just a slight twist of his wrist or small movement of his fingers, James could elicit different moans from Elizabeth.

“I feel… I feel strange,” Elizabeth said with a pant.

“How so?” James asked.

“D-down here…” Elizabeth said timidly. She pointed at her underwear, the white cotton now clearly stained by her womanly nectar.

“Let me take care of it,” James said with a soft smile. He picked Elizabeth up and laid her down on her back atop his bed. James towered over Elizabeth and continued to play with her breasts with both his hands and mouth. After a few minutes, James began to trail his kisses down Elizabeth’s stomach. He continued to kiss her supple skin right above her crotch as he ran his finger in circles around her navel.

“Ah!” Elizabeth moaned adorably. She curled her fingers, making her hands fists to cover her furiously red face.

James noticed her action and he found it both cute and erotic. He slipped his hand under the top of Elizabeth’s underwear and pulled down. Elizabeth quickly covered her nether region with her hands as James tilted her legs up to remove her underwear completely. He was taken by surprise with how Elizabeth’s leg stayed straight in regard to how far he pushed it up. “She’s almost as flexible as Reimi,” he thought. James threw Elizabeth’s underwear to the ground next to her night dress. He observed how Elizabeth’s body trembled both in anticipation and nervousness and it excited him to know that he would be the one to give Elizabeth her first time. With that in mind, James made sure that he would put her pleasure before his. If there was anything James wanted to avoid, it was to make Elizabeth’s first time a memorable experience for all the wrong reasons. “Move your hands,” said James.

Elizabeth closed her eyes and shook her head. “I-it’s embarrassing…” she said.

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” James assured her as he put his hands on her wrists. He parted Elizabeth’s arms with little resistance as she laid her trust in him. As James finally saw her lovely virgin pussy, he was delighted. It was sopping wet and had such a fresh aroma. James moved his head closer to it, feeling the warmth it was emanating. With a little more observation, James new that he was going to be fucking one of the tightest pussies he would ever enter. “It’s nice and well groomed,” James said a little surprised upon only seeing a small tuft of hair.

“R-Reirei said it looks cleaner that way,” said Elizabeth.

“Good advice,” James said with a smile. “Are you ready?”

Elizabeth did not speak. Instead, she just nodded her head. This was all James needed. He put his hand at the top of her womanhood and peeled her skin pack, revealing Elizabeth’s clit. He licked at her nub softly, causing Elizabeth to gasp and take quite the deep breath. James moved his other hand and began to run his fingers on Elizabeth’s untouched lower lips. They glided with ease due to the copious amount of fluid she let out. With every swirl of his tongue around her clit, Elizabeth let out an adorable noise. She was unsure of what she felt; she just knew that she did not want it to stop. She loved the warmth of James tongue as it danced around her womanhood. “I-I feel something inside,” she finally said.

“What do you mean?” James asked.

“A-as if… as if there’s some deep itch I just can’t scratch,” Elizabeth answered.

“I think I might be able to. It might hurt though,” said James. “Do you want me to try?”

“Y-yes please,” answered Elizabeth.

James complied and moved his index finger to her entrance. To make it as painless as possible, James continued to play with Elizabeth’s clit more vigorously. He wanted as much lubrication to make it as easy on Elizabeth as possible. Finally, after a good amount of foreplay, James prodded his index finger at her entrance and slipped it in. Not only was he surprised by how easily it went in, James was taken aback by how tight Elizabeth was. Her walls clamped down on his finger like a vice. Rather than being painful, it felt heavenly.

“AH!” Elizabeth moaned loudly.

James returned from the trance of Elizabeth’s tightness with her moan. He looked at her concerned. “Are you okay? Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Yes!” she yelped.

“Don’t worry, the pain will go away. Promise,” James assured Elizabeth. “Now tell me where the itch is?”

“R-right where your finger’s resting,” Elizabeth answered.

James immediately knew that it was coming from her G-spot. He began to crook his finer as if to motion “come here” to another person. It allowed for James to softly massage Elizabeth’s erogenous zone and he used his free hand to rub tender circles around her clit. Elizabeth’s soft cries of pain slowly began to subside. Instead, she began to pant more and more heavily. Within a few more minutes, she was softly moaning in ecstasy with eyes closed and a small smile on her face. She grinded as best she could with the motion of James hands and it made her feel even better. “How’s that?” James asked.

“Perfect,” Elizabeth said with a sigh. “Please don’t stop. Please.”

“Of course,” said James. He continued to work his magic and he noticed that Elizabeth had begun to move more sporadically.

“I feel… I feel like something’s… going to come out!” said Elizabeth.

“Then let it out,” said James. “There’s no shame in it, Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth complied with James’ words and came. Her walls constricted around James’ finger, surprising him that she could get tighter. Juices flowed out of her pussy as she moaned and grasped at the sheets. She had never felt anything like what she felt now and it was breathtaking. Her back arched and her toes curled as her orgasm continued, soaking James sheets with her abundant amounts of nectar. When it finally subsided, she laid flat on James bed completely out of breath.

“How do you feel?” James asked her as he lied next to her.

“Fantastic,” she said with a smile. She leaned in and kissed James on the lips. James happily accepted and they made out. In just a short while, Elizabeth was grinding her nether region against James, ready to go again. He broke the kiss, surprised by her actions. “C-can we go again?” she asked him. She moved her hand and took hold of his mighty organ over his sleepwear, now begging for release. Elizabeth believed that it had waited long enough.

“How did you know?” James asked.

“I-it just looks like what you need to use,” Elizabeth answered. “I was just guessing since it’s been leaking this entire time like mine. It’s left a small stain on your clothes.”

“You’re not as innocent as I thought,” chuckled James. He kissed Elizabeth once more and looked into her eyes. “Are you sure about this?”

“Yes,” answered Elizabeth.

James said no more. He sat up and quickly removed his bottoms as well as his top before he positioned himself above Elizabeth. He took hold of his engorged manhood and lined up the swollen head with Elizabeth’s pussy. Just as he readied himself to push in, James stopped when he remembered something. “I can’t,” he said.

“Wh-why not?” Elizabeth asked.

“You’re not on the pill like Charlotte,” he answered, “and we don’t have any protection.”

“Check the chest pocket on my dress,” said Elizabeth.

“What?” James asked.

“Just check my dress,” Elizabeth said with a smile.

James took Elizabeth’s word and checked the pocket of her night dress. Sure enough, he found a single condom. “Where did you get this?” he asked Elizabeth.

“I got it from Charlotte,” Elizabeth answered. “She secretly gave me and Eleanor one as a birthday present when we turned eighteen. She didn’t say what it was, but she said I’ll know when to use it. I’ve held on to in ever since. Is that what you need?”

“It is, actually,” answered James. He took the condom out of the packet and lined it up with his member. As he rolled it down, James was surprised by its distinct feeling. “This feels different.”

“Oh yeah, Charlotte was spouting a lot of weird things after she gave it to us,” Elizabeth suddenly said to James. “Something about it using a new material synthesized by Sorrowsworn Pharmaceutical that is as strong as the common brand but significantly thinner.”

James took note of Elizabeth’s words. The condom felt extremely comfy. It was as if it just magically disappeared when he finished rolling it out. It also had a very sleek and slippery texture unlike any he had worn before. It made him believe that even if Elizabeth wasn’t wet, he would still slide in easily. “This feels amazing,” said James.

“C-can you make me feel amazing now?” Elizabeth asked James. Her question was all James needed to be ready to go. He got back on the bed and lined himself up with Elizabeth once again. With one final breath, he pushed into Elizabeth with surprising ease. She let out a combined moan of pleasure and pain as James shut his eyes. It felt as if the condom that hugged his member so tightly was non-existent. Instead, James thought that he was actually in contact with Elizabeth flesh to flesh. He had never felt so free while wearing a condom and he loved it. To add to his pleasure, Elizabeth was undeniably tight. It made Charlotte’s lovely first class pussy pale in comparison. Even so, it did not feel as good as all the times he stuck it into Charlotte. Though Elizabeth had the tightness factor, Charlotte’s technique made Elizabeth’s tightness an insignificant variable. James pushed his thoughts of comparison to the side after he came back to the realization that he was having sex with Elizabeth. He looked at her and noticed the blood trickling out of her pussy. As he moved back, Elizabeth let out a loud noise.

“Does it hurt?” he asked Elizabeth out of concern.

“Just a little,” she answered. “I’m sure it will go away. Please, make me feel better.”

James nodded his head and began to move. He started out slowly and sped up as the feelings of Elizabeth’s lovely snatch overwhelmed him. After a few moments, the whole bed creaked as James pounded Elizabeth. He could not fit all of himself in her small frame, but it didn’t stop him from feeling undeniable pleasure. At this point, Elizabeth moaned in that similar way all women do when they feel pleasure. Her eyes were closed and she had a big smile on her face as James rammed into her. “You’re so tight,” said James.

“And you’re so big!” Elizabeth exclaimed. “This feels so much better than your hand.”

“I can only hope it would,” James said as he ravaged Elizabeth’s cunt. He scooped her off her back and sat her on top of him as he kneeled on his bed. Elizabeth grinded her hips side to side as James jerked upwards into her. She placed her hands behind his head and pulled him in for a kiss. They continued to kiss as they moved, James feeling his orgasm fast approaching. He broke the kiss with Elizabeth and clamped on to one of her lovely breasts. James sucked away, causing Elizabeth to arch her back. She leaned back and kept her body propped by resting her hands on the bed. At this point, Elizabeth felt her own orgasm fast approaching and she made every effort to grind against James’ cock. Her elbows locked her arms straight as she moved back and forth to speed along her orgasm. It came after a few minutes and Elizabeth’s arm went weak as her body convulsed. James caught her by wrapping his arms around Elizabeth’s back. He continued to piston into her even though she was currently in the throes of a mighty orgasm and Elizabeth’s walls tightened even more around his satisfied dick as another orgasm followed the one she was already having. With her walls tightening to the point where it was begging James to cum, he bucked into Elizabeth a few more times before he felt the first strand of semen exit his shaft. James held on to Elizabeth tightly and collapsed on his back with her on top. His penis continued to erupt violently inside Elizabeth’s lovely folds and he pulled out in fear of overflow. James moved his hand around Elizabeth’s body and removed the condom from his cock. He was taken by surprise as a final strand spurted out and landed right on Elizabeth’s back.

“Ah!” she said surprised.

“I’m sorry,” James apologized. “I thought it was done.”

“It’s okay,” said Elizabeth. “I just didn’t expect it.”

“How do you feel?” asked James.

“Tired,” Elizabeth answered, “and dirty.”

“Do you want to take a shower?” James asked before planting a quick kiss on her lips.

“That sounds nice,” Elizabeth answered.

“Then let’s do it,” said James. He picked up Elizabeth and walked out of the room. They were both completely naked as James walked the halls and carried her to the closest shower. Once there, James and Elizabeth took a shower together. They were very playful with each other as they cleaned themselves of their naughty remnants. Their playful acts continued until they dried themselves and got dressed. Finally, it ended as James quietly walked Elizabeth back to her quarters. Even though their night of fun ended, James couldn’t stop smiling even when he finally fell asleep.

“A personal maid?” James asked. “I don’t quite understand.”

“What’s not to understand?” James’ father asked in reply. “In front of you stands six of what I consider the finest maids in the house. I want you to put the red choker on the one you choose to be your personal maid.”

“And what does a personal made do?” James asked another question.

“Anything you ask of her without question,” James’ Father answered. “They are sworn to fulfill all your wishes whatever they may be.”

James was taken aback by this sentence. He had asked for aid from the house help before, but he never expected anything like this. It would grant him the power to practically control the life of the maid that he chooses. It intimidated him thinking that he could have such power over a person. But just as this thought stirred, a darker one manifested in unison. Born from primal desire, he also imagined the merits of such power. His father after all did say that they could do anything he desired. With the state he had been in the last month, his carnal lust overpowered the thoughts of reason. “Very well,” James said to his father. “I shall choose one if that is what you truly wish Father.”

“It is!” said James father happily. “Consider it a delayed birthday present.”

James simply smiled and made his way down the stairs and to the maids. He decided he would inspect each one before he chose. “Once I choose, can I ever change my choice?” he asked his Father.

“The choice is a permanent one, so choose wisely,” James father answered.

He started from the left inspecting each one. The first one he glanced at was as Arian as they come. She was quite tall, probably no more than a few inches shorter than him. She sported long blonde hair kept perfectly straight down to the middle of her back and deep sky blue eyes. She had nice soft pink lips with a bright smile quite eager to be chosen by James. What James particularly noticed was how well she filled out her outfit. She had quite the voluptuous body and her chest was quite large. She was easily a D-cup or maybe even bigger. James smiled at her as he inspected before moving on to the next.

As James approached the next maid, she looked away. This one was quite shy. She kept her straight brown hair long stopping right above her knees and a decent amount of it covered her face. She wore a pair of round glasses over her bright green eyes and her cheeks were littered with freckles as well as a strong blush from being looked upon. “This one could be interesting…” James thought to himself as he continued to examine her. She was of average height probably around five feet and seven inches give or take. Her body was nowhere near on par of the first maid’s, but it would have been a crime to say that she was unattractive. Her chest was not small, but it paled in size compared to the first maid. What really drew James to this girl was her shyness. Its presence was strong and made her quite attractive in her own beautiful way.

James made his way to the last maid in the line. She was a short girl with quite the big smile on her face. Her eyes were a vibrant blue full of joy and eagerness glancing back at James as he glanced at her. As he continued to examine her, he concluded that this girl was probably his age if not just a little younger. She kept her blonde hair in a large braid that draped in front of her left shoulder. Body wise, she was almost non-existent in the chest department. “A real life Pettanko,” James thought to himself. As he prepared to move to the next line, James was surprised to see the same girl right in front of him. He glanced back and notice she was also still behind him. After a moment of bewilderment, James finally noticed a difference. The girl in front and behind him had their braids on opposite sides as well as different colored eyes. Where the girl behind him sported cool sapphire blue eyes, the girl in front of him had gorgeous emerald green eyes. “Twins,” James thought to himself. “Trying to make the choice hard using subtle differences; very devious of you, Father.”

James quickly moved on to the next maid after the twins’ pleasant surprise. His eyes grew a little wide as he approached. She had a slight scowl on her face, but it did not dampen her beauty. She had bright red wavy hair practically red orange with a pair of stunning hazel eyes. Her face was quite the sight for the eyes. Whether it was a detail as little as her cheekbones or her nose, everything about her was stellar. James was also quite pleased with her body. She had a beautiful dancer’s body absent of any fat around her legs and arms. Her proportions were practically perfect and her waist shared a similar quality to her arms regarding fat. “She’s straight out of an adult movie or hentai,” James thought to himself jokingly. Not wanting to appear too wanting of her, James quickly hurried himself towards the last girl.

“Cecelia Estheim,” James thought to himself as he looked at her. He already got a good look at her from his room as well as the walk here. She was practically similar to the red haired maid except not quite as large in the chest department as well as being a tad bit shorter. He looked back at the others all of them staring at him intently before looking back at Cecelia right in front of him. He took one last glance at the buxom blonde as well as the shapely redhead before putting the choker on Cecelia. “I’ve made my choice,” James said looking up at his father.

“Then Cecelia it is,” James’ father said laughing happily.

“That’s not fair,” said the blonde jealously. “Sissy gets everything without even trying.”

“Unbelievable…” said the redhead under her breath to which James caught.

“Would you have preferred I chose you?” James asked curiously.

“W-what?! No! Well… um, maybe…” She said blushing looking away with irritation. “Whatever! All I can say is that Celia’s a bad choice!”

James father laughed loudly at the other two maids’ displeasure. “I’m sorry ladies, but he has chosen. Please return to your duties immediately.”

“Yes, Master,” they all said in unison in different tones.

“An interesting choice,” James’ father said to James. “Young miss Estheim probably showed the least bit of interest in you. The others were much more willing.”

This comment made James’ heart sink. He never thought about that. He looked at Cecelia who met his gaze with the same blank stare. “Father’s right,” he thought to himself. “It doesn’t matter if I chose her out of my personal preference if she doesn’t even show the least bit of interest.”

“Don’t forget,” James’ father said as he prepared to leave. “You can still ask the other maids for anything you desire as well, they just have the right to decline.

“I’ll make it work,” he said to his father with a smile as he hid his disappointment. “Follow me.” He told Cecelia as he began to walk back to his room. He looked at her as she followed him. There wasn’t the least bit of interest in her eyes. “Are you upset at my choice?” he asked her as they walked.

“What is there to be upset about?” she asked back.

James scratched his head. He wondered how to break through this girl. “You know, my choice in general. This means you have to follow any order that I command of you. No matter what they may be,” he said with a smirk.

“My duty is to indulge all your wishes,” she replied. “I will do so without question or hesitation.”
“What’s up with this girl?” James asked himself. “She’s just a walking figure of apathy. I can’t elicit any kind of emotion out of her at all…”

Just as James pondered this, he overheard a familiar voice down one of the rooms. “Five beautiful girls with the eagerness to serve practically radiating from them and he chooses Celia,” the voice said. James entered the room to see the red haired maid talking to four other maids not present during the selection. The four facing James quickly noticed him and began giggling as he approached the red haired maid whose back was turned away from him. He looked at Cecelia before looking at the red haired beauty complaining with such energy before exhaling a deep sigh of regret. Suddenly, a though quickly came to his head that put a smirk on his face. He approached the red haired maid as she continued to complain unbeknownst of his presence and placed his hand on her shoulder turning her around. The red haired maid’s face turned red like a cherry as she stared at him. With all the confidence he could muster, James spoke as he put a finger under her chin. “My father said I can still ask for the service of any other maid should I desire. If you truly are that jealous, you can come to my room tonight.” He said as he kissed her on the cheek.

The read haired maid simply stared before shaking her head. “A-as if?!?!” She said frantically. “All I told you was that Celia was a bad choice!!!”

James looked at Cecelia and saw no reaction. Even though it irritated him, it brought him more disappointment than anything. He simply smiled at the red haired maid and walked away saying, “The offer will always stand.” He quickly excused himself as he overheard the continued flustered talk from the room behind him. As they walked, he looked at Cecelia again to the same result. She was just as emotionless as before even after that little act. As James sighed opening his door, he was interrupted by the blonde maid. She pinned him to the wall right next to his room’s door and kissed him aggressively on the lips. James wrapped his arms around her waist as she brought one leg up to caress his own. She then quickly broke the kiss with a seductive smile. “You might have chosen Sissy, but I’ll always make time for you Young Master,” she said as she walked away.

Her comment put a smirk on James’s face as he looked at Cecelia. It quickly disappeared as he saw no reaction from her whatsoever. “Still cold as ice…” he thought disappointed before entering his room. Cecelia quickly followed shutting the door and standing by it. “I apologize if I have caused you any displeasure, Young Master,” said Cecelia.

“It’s not a problem,” James said not hiding his irritation.

“If it would bring you pleasure, I can speak to your father about choosing again.”
“I said it’s not a problem!” exclaimed James with a little anger in his tone. He quickly sat back down on his desk and got on his computer. He remembered what he was doing before he was interrupted a few hours back and it made him even more irritated than he was. There was no way he could do anything now that Cecelia stood in front of his room. Asking her to step out would also just have appeared as a cold act.

“If I may speak,” said Cecelia. “Master Sorrowsworn said that you need to clean yourself and look presentable for tonight. You have about an hour.”

“What for?” asked James irritated as he ran his fingers and thumb across his forehead eyes closed.

“He is holding a celebration for you becoming a man since he could not hold one on the date of your actual birth,” answered Cecelia.

“Fine,” James said standing up and making his way towards his bathroom. A wicked smile then quickly appeared on his face as he opened the door. “Cecelia,” called James. “Come with me. You’re going to give me a bath.”

“As you wish,” said Cecelia without hesitation.