His hand stayed idly on my chest while his eyes studied my face. What is this man doing to me? l involuntarily arched my back to him when he did not make attempt to move after a long time and that gesture was all the approval he needed. His other hand squeezed my left mould while he twists my right nipple fiercely. l felt pain and pleasure dash to my brain and my own action surprised me. l moaned loudly and arched my back even more to him. He kept playing with the mould, his eyes caressing them soothingly until he took a nipple into his mouth through the light material of my dress. My hands flew to his head and pushed him in further. He sucked so hard on the tiny bud while he twisted the other with his hands. l had never felt anything like this in my whole life as no male has ever touched me. Yes, a lot of male stare longingly at me but they have never dared to touch me due to the fear of my aunt's husband. Lord Quinn began caressing other parts of my body, all the while sucking on my bud. His hands moved to my belly button where he poked me gently before fondling the flesh there. His hand moved to the curve of my hips where his fingers outlined the arch slowly until it reached my extremely soft bum which he squeezed solemnly, earning a gasp from me. He seemed to be enjoying his adventure as much as l am because his mouth releases funny sounds now and then____All of a sudden, he seized his actions. He released my nipples with a pop and took hastened steps away from me. l could not read his emotions through his eyes as he looks at me indifferently. Did l do something wrong?
"Wrap those up" Lord Quinn said, barely above a whisper while pointing to my moulds. He took one last lingering look at me before dashing out of the relieve. l sighed inwardly as reminisced all that happened just now. l could still feel the lingering feeling of his fingers and lips on my body. l slowly undressed myself to see my nipples and hell! lt had been thoroughly exploited. The obvious redness of the nipples and the moulds proved it. My nipples were erected to the length they've have never been and l craved for more! What am l thinking? Do l forget my position as a slave and wish for something far above my grasp? Do l forget the deadly look of abstinence Lady Quinn gave me the very first day l was brought as a gift? 'You dare not misbehave Vanessa!' l scolded myself. l dressed up as slowly as l can, wishing Lord Quinn is not present in the office for l don't know how to face him. l gathered courage after a while left the relieve. Lord Quinn was not in the office so l continued with my task, my heart praying fervently that he does not come back soon. My prayers were answered as Lord Quinn did not return until dusk when we left for home in silence.
After the incident at the office, Lord Quinn had relieved me of my office duty. The head maid was sent to tell me that my service will not be needed at the office again and l felt at ease at the new development. However, l later began to feel used and unworthy. After touching me in intimate ways l have never been touched, he decided to end all relation with me. l cried so much one particular evening till l began to raise suspicion among the maids. l had to lie to them that l cried because l remembered my family and home before l was gifted to someone as a slave. l have been repeatedly assigned to the kitchen since the incident with Lord Quinn unlike before when l was usually assigned to both kitchen and dining. Hence seeing Lord Quinn has become as difficult as
passing a bull through a nail though l saw his retreating figure once or twice in the past weeks. l tried miserably to knead the huge flour into knot less dough as my tiny arms could not designed for strenuous jobs as such. Beads of frustrated sweat is beginning to form on my forehead as l struggled to make perfection
"Nessa! Nessa!" Grace called breathlessly as she rushed to get to where l am.
"What news is it this time?" l asked, fatigue evident in my voice
"Nesssaaaaaaaa!!" She drawled out on getting to my side "The day after tomorrow is the couple's festive!"
"Couple's festive? What is that?"
"Don't tell me you don't know couple's festive!! Are you living in the mansion?"
"Please tell me about it" l said, my interest growing at the gist
"The couple's festival is a common feast that is celebrated among the higher ups and ministers where married couples renew and strengthen their bonds in the presence of a large multitude of higher ups and ministers. Though we are not always permitted to attend the festival but we rejoice whenever it is time for the festival as the whole estate is always in bubbles. Lord and Lady Quinn are one of the few youngest, powerful and eligible couples in the estate so they are expected to be involved in this feast more than anyone" She explained, giggling now and then
"Ohh that is it?" l asked, enthusiasm lacking in my voice. So this is it? Lord Quinn was just used me as an instrument of relieve while l was here thinking there was spark between us. l felt stinging tears fill my eyes, threatening to fall. Why me? At first, l was given to someone as a gift and now? l was touched. Well, l have no one to blame as l did not make efforts to stop him instead, l kept encouraging him
"That is it? That is all you are going to say? Huff! Knead the flour fast and stop being slow. You know Lady Quinn is back and she won't tolerate any delay in her dinner" Grace said as she scurried out of the kitchen obviously annoyed at my lack of interest in her sweet gist
"Yes. l will" l replied as l battled tears from falling off my eyes. I will never ever allow any man touch me again until it is certain we are getting married.
The maids of the house had been working overtime since the night before. Some people have been assigned to go to the Estate's sphere where the feast us to take place on order to cook various kinds of dishes and make drinks that will be served as refreshments today. The maids came back early today morning as they are not allowed to participate in the feast. Other maids were instructed to dress the Lady of the house to the theme of the event. Hell! l don't know why l was assigned to prepare Lady Quinn. l know she's my mistress but l can't seem to take my mind off the fact that her male makes me feel things l never felt. The fact that her male was the first person to touch me intimately. l don't know when the hate started building in me but all l know is l dislike her! Lola, Bruse, Daniella, Gerl and l were the ones to prepare the Lady
"Add honey scent to the water" Daniella said as we all tried to prepare the Lady's bath
"And what is the need for all these? It is not like we all don't know that Lady Quinn and Lord Quinn have no true relationship between them" Bruse spitted bitterly
"And why are you so bitter? Is it because you are a mere maid. You serve her! Do not forget that" Gerl countered
"What? l curse you! Do you think l am serving here on my own will? l was forced!"
"Forced indeed! If your family had paid off their debt would you be taken captive?"
"Ohhh...and how are you any different? Were your family able to pay off their debt?"
"They did not! But l am grateful to the hands that feed me"
"Shut it! Weakling" Bruse insulted triggering Gerl who dashed at her in an attempt to strike her. The other girls held her in place trying to prevent a fight from breaking out.
"Will you guys stop this silly show before Lady Quinn complains we are delaying her" Daniella reasoned