Once the party had all been dressed in proper attire they were summoned to dinner. The Master of the manor sat at the head of an oddly long table, flanked on either side by the pairs of guest Masters and maids. Everyone watched as Master Rauly's maids expertly sat the table, asked each pair what drinks they preferred and disappeared to prepare it all. Everyone began to chat awkwardly at first, but much easier as they sipped their drinks.
Soon enough the dinner was served and the chatting quieted down as everyone ate their fill. Barric had wanted to sit near Master Rauly to quench his curiosity about the mysterious man, but the other pairs had made it to the table before them.
After dinner, everyone parted and the Master maid pairs were shown to their rooms. At first Barric wanted his entire party to share a room in order to have what he called a sleepover, but this was quickly shut down by multiple protests.
"I finally have the chance to sleep in a real bed instead of a bag on the ground, and I'm not going to share it with the rest of you!" Layla informed him.
"I'd also like to partake in an actual bed, and a quiet night for once," Sylas said.
"Master, why would we share a room with anyone else when we can be alone?" Akaihana said, without a whisper.
"Alright, alright, but you all owe me a night of drink once this is over!" the King told them.
With that, they all parted ways to their rooms and the manor's maids turned in for the night.
Hana paused in their room and stared at herself in the mirror. She was about to mindlessly toss her clothes off for the day as she had done so many times before, but she couldn't help but feel that these were special for once. She stood there unsure what to do as the King stepped up behind her, already ready for bed in nothing but his undergarments.
"You alright?" he asked simply.
The demon general glanced at him in the mirror before looking back at herself once again.
"I am… but I'm not. I've never had clothes like this. Some that I care about. Should I just toss them off the same as Inhave before or wear them forever?" she pondered.
"I've not yet seen you so… introspective," Barric said, rubbing her shoulders.
"I've had some time to think. You forget Master, I was a General for a reason. I planned and executed many victories. You were the only one who's ever beat me, and more than once."
"Ha, beating you is not how I'd phrase that," the King joked.
Hana narrowed her eyes in the mirror and reached back to pinch his cheeks in her large hand.
"You know what I mean. So tell me, what should I do?"
Barric looked her over in the mirror before grinning and clapping her on the shoulder.
"You should take them off with care and put them somewhere safe, and come to bed looking forward to wear them again tomorrow and the day after that," he told her.
Hana smiled again.
"You are far wiser than you like to let on Master."
Barric patted her rear and turned away towards the bed.
"It's much more fun to be a fool most of the time."
Meanwhile just down the hall, Layla locked the door to her and Lucy's room and let out a sigh.
"Worried about something, sweet elf?" Lucy asked, slowly undressing and getting comfortable.
"My brother has a bad habit of barging in with some sort of ridiculous activity in mind. I haven't had a bed to myself in months," Layla said, leaning her forehead against the door as she let out another sigh.
"Oh? If you'd like the bed to yourself I can sleep on the floor," Lucy said.
Layla spun around to face her.
"No! I mean! Sorry… that's not what I meant. I meant like, a big bed and not a sleeping bag on the ground, but you don't have to sleep on the floor, we can share the bed! If you want, if you like. I mean, I'm your maid now so-" Layla stumbled over her words awkwardly as Lucy approached her in only her dress shirt and underwear. Layla trailed off, just staring at her as she grew closer.
The human woman reached out and held her face with both of her hands.
"It's ok. You can relax, it's just us now," Lucy assured her.
Layla stared at her and she could feel her own face growing hot and red.
She took a deep breath and let it out raggedly.
"Does your brother really stress you out that much?" Lucy asked, stroking the elf's cheek with her thumb.
"Sometimes, but it's not just that. All of our adventures are fun, but when it's back to back, sometimes it's tiring and all of this was very sudden and now I'm here with you, and we're alone, and I uh, just-"
"Hey," Lucy interrupted her. "Breathe," she said, in such a tone. It was commanding, but caring. It made Layla's heart feel like it might explode and her loins just the same. She couldn't help, but to do as she was told, taking deep breaths. Lucy moved to hug her and take the breaths with her. It felt like they were one, breathing together, and Layla hugged her back, never wanting to let go.
"There you go," Lucy said, stroking the top of her head. "Can I ask you something, Layla?"
"Yes," was all the elf was able to manage. At this point she would have let the woman do anything she wanted to her.
"Why did you volunteer to play this game with me? To be my maid so suddenly?" she asked.
"I uh, I don't know honestly," Layla said.
"That's ok. We can play this little game together and if you still want me to be your Master, I will. I'll do my best to give you what you need and treat you well," Lucy assured her.
Layla let out a ragged breath as she felt close to tears, but held them back.
"Thank you…" she managed, in barely a whisper.
She hugged the human tighter.
"You can sleep in the bed with me. I want you to, but… can you do something for me?" Layla asked.
"Tell me what that something is," Lucy grinned.
"Can you hold me?" Layla requested.
Lucy smiled and continued to stroke her head.
"I already am."
Meanwhile meanwhile, even further down the hall, Sylas and Quinn laid in bed watching a true crime legend on the scrying orb like an old married couple.
Sylas had already stripped his new clothes and climbed in bed, enjoying the luxury of the manor while Quinn laid there still in her new maid's dress.
Sylas glanced at the cat girl for a moment.
"Why are you still wearing that?" he asked.
"Well… I was kinda hoping you'd like, take me while I was wearing it," she admitted.
"Take you? Take you where?"
"Oh my gods," Quinn started. "I was hoping you'd fuck me in it!" she admitted, crossing her arms, her face somewhat red.
"Ah… Well, why would I do that?" Sylas asked.
"Fucking seriously? Because! While we're playing this game I'm your maid and that's what maids and Masters do! Their Masters find them cleaning a vase or something and then they like, tease them, and the maid breaks the vase on accident, and then they get punished! Spanked and fucked usually." Quinn said.
"What the fuck are you talking about?" Sylas asked.
"What?! You've done it before, fucked me I mean. I thought that's why we paired up for this, cause you wanted some more!"
"We paired up because obviously Akaihana would accept no one else but Barric and I wasn't going to get stuck with the elf." Sylas told her.
"Do you not like Layla?" Quinn asked.
"I have no ill will towards her, but she is quite loud."
Quinn snorted and laughed at this, a little at first, but it grew harder as she went on.
"Was that funny?" Sylas asked.
"Ahahaha! Fuck yea it was!" Quinn laughed.
"Besides, I fucked you as you put it, before because yours and all of our lives depended on it," Sylas explained.
Quinn stopped laughing immediately and stared down the demon.
"Oh really?! Is that why you put a huge load down my throat?" she asked.
Sylas' eyes grew wide at the cat girl's lewd sentence.
"You were quite skilled, and I lacked experience," he said, avoiding Quinn's gaze.
"Is that right? Well there is only one way to gain experience. You gotta fuck the maid! Me!" Quinn said, pointing both her thumbs at herself.
Sylas was silent and avoided her gaze still.
"Perhaps you're right, but can the maid be spanked as well? Just like in your little fantasy?"
Quinn smiled big and nodded.
"Yes actually! I'd like it if you did!"
"Perhaps I'd like to try then," the demon said, grinning at the cat girl.
"There ya go!" Quinn encouraged.
"Though, just so you know. Maids aren't just for that. In fact the maids in the demon Princess' manor never did that."
"Oh my gods Sylas, please don't kill my boner!"
Meanwhile, meanwhile, meanwhile, all the way across the manor, in his dead silent room, Master Rauly laid in his huge bed alone. He laid on his side and stared out the window at the moon unable to sleep as he thought about someone long lost.