"What!? He took you to the minister's restaurant? Lucky you!" Penny said dreamily as she stared enviously at me alongside other maids. The Lord and l returned to the office and worked the day off till it was the eve of the day when we called it a day. We were driven home in a carriage like in the morning but the ride wasn't as tensed as the morning ride. l am now able to speak to Lord Quinn freely without bothering about his piercing eyes or his firm knees colliding with mine now and then. l guess l got used to him. On getting home, l dashed to the maid's quarters while Lord Quinn retired to his room. The maids wouldn't let me be as they all wanted to know how it was to be amongst the ministers and higher ups. l settled their curiosity by narrating the whole day. Except the part where collided with the master of course!
"Your dress for tomorrow is ready my Lady" Daniella said jokingly with a slight bow which made every maid burst out in laughter.
"Our Lady" Grace corrected
'Will you all spare me the mockery' l defended myself which made them laugh harder. The maids retired to their rooms after a while, leaving myself and Daniella alone. l was once again awed by the beauty and significance of the dress l was given to wear tomorrow. It was a short dress like the previous one but this is covered in stones. Shiny stones that twinkle at the sight of light. l owe whoever it is that chooses these clothes for me a vote of thanks. l laid on my bed only to reminisce on the events of today before dozing off due to the ache l feel in my limbs.
Lord Quinn has been silent since early this morning when he saw me. l feared l have offended him in one way or the other as he has not uttered a word to me. He nodded to acknowledge my greetings this morning and he even asked one of his men to assist me inside the carriage. He shifted farther into his sit to prevent our knees from touching in the carriage. Inside the office, he gave me some paperwork that aligns with what l did yesterday so l needed no explanation before l could start working. He did not stare unwavering at me neither did he ask if l needed a break for some minutes to relax my bones. l sensed something is wrong somewhere but l don't want to read meaning into it since l am only a maid who is opportuned to work in an office with her master.
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Yesterday was good with her. l did not bother keeping my desire at bay as l unleashed my bounds. l stopped abruptly in the middle of the office, knowing she will bump into me since she is busy ogling at the designs if the office. And of course! She did bump into me. Her soft mould that is held in place with clothes crashed into the tough muscles of my back. I wanted to turn around and tear the clothes off her but l very much know that that will scare her so l feigned annoyance instead. She was quick to get on her knees, begging like a scared puppy which got me annoyed at myself for frightening her. l taught her how to sort out journals and she assimilated immediately. l was awed at her fast learning pace. She never cease to amaze me. l couldn't get my eyes off her while she concentrated fully on getting her task done. My tormentor is sitted just opposite me! The woman that commands my bulge down there is just at arm's reach from me. l so badly want to grab her and do to her things l have imagined doing to her. l snapped out of my daydream when l noticed she was getting too uncomfortable and tried to focus on my task then she worsened it all. She called me master. Damn! This girl is a temptress. lt took all the resistance in me to not spread her wide open for me on the table while l bury myself in her when she called me 'master' a second time. l could not continue staying with her in the same room so l suggested we have brunch. l wanted her to feel what l was feeling so l inched closer to her so she can feel my breath in her face. My tactics worked and her heart began beating profusely. l enjoyed the beating of the heart for a while before standing straight up. l smiled at my achievement before strolling out of the office. brunch was fun with her trying to act like a Lady. l kept smiling stupidly at her actions. Seto, the server of the restaurant tried asking who she was but l told him to mind his business. l saw interest in his eyes and l did not hesitate to tell him l have imprinted on her. l saw her trying to peek curiously at the content my cup held and she got me smiling once again. l wonder how she will react if she learns that what the cup hold is blood. Today, She decided to punish me unknowingly. She didn't wrap her breasts. Hell! Her nipples stood proudly on her mould leaving me disoriented. Did she know what she does to me with her innocent showcase? Most ladies don't wrap their breasts in cloth and l don't feel ant sort of attraction to them but she_____she is an exception. She drives me crazy. l felt pangs of jealousy when I realized that every other male can see her moulds and giant, erect nipples just as l can see them. l wanted to instruct her to wrap them up and only let them free when it is only my eyes that can feed on them. Anger began to build in me. Throughout the journey to the office, l did not spare her a glance neither did l speak anything to her. ln the office, l continued my silent treatment as my being wouldn't calm knowing that all the men we encountered on our way to the office saw her moulds. l prevented her from following me to lunch instead, l brought her food to the office. Then it happens! She stood up to use the relieve room and in the process, her breasts jingled. l couldn't take it. l did the unexpected!
l requested to go to the relieve and Lord Quinn granted my request. The relieve is nothing like l had imagined. lt was huge, well equipped with the latest technologies from Greci, the country known for its expertise in technology. l was drooling at the magnificent sight before me when the door suddenly burst open. l jumped involuntarily to see who it was that invaded my privacy. And there he is, Lord Quinn. My breath ceased in my chest as l wondered what offence l must have committed to deserve this ill treatment from him. What if l had undressed and my nakedness is open for his eyes to feast on? What the hell does he want? l was still recovering from the effect of his barging in when he started taking hurried steps towards me. My legs moved backwards on their own accord until my back eventually hit the wall. l began to shake visibly at the sight of his huge frame closing up on me. The emotions his eyes held is even more scary hunger is visibly shown in his orbs. It feels like a predator hunting for its prey. He stopped at an inch away from me, his eyes boring into mine. l could see lust in them. l hope it is not what l am thinking it is. His eyes left my face and moved down to my chest where it stayed rooted. What a pervert! l became conscious of my protuding nipples and my chicks began to burn in embarrassment. Most women don't wrap their moulds but teens like me are advised to wrap it since we are not strong enough to withstand the lustful gaze of the male. Sensing the reason for the attraction, my hands automatically moved to my chest to shield them from his unwavering eyes. My actions appear to displease him as he closed the time space between us and with his large hand, gently but firmly removed my hands. The feelings of his rough hands on me awaked the lewd fantasy l have always had for him. He dropped my arms to my side and settled his palm on my right breast making my breathing become sharp and short.