Not tonight

I cracked my neck. I was certainly tired at this point. I just finished dinner, and since no one had come to see me. I realized that there hadn’t really been any issues with my little swap. I had cooked for all the maids as well. They had come in and noticed me, but no one wanted to be the one to put the whole house in a bad mood.

The two maids from this morning came to glance at the kitchen. They looked amazed. “Wow,” one said.

“It looks, so much better. And you cooked all that amazing food. How did you? Like, was it a magic spell or something.”

“It was merely effort, and the desire to do a good job. And some techniques I refined over a long time. Is it strange for it to have been nothing more than that?”

“Well, I mean,” one paused. “Kind of makes us seem crappy.”

My body felt so grimmy and dirty. I grabbed a bottle of soap I had mixed during the day. I was feeling so needy. I wondered. Hmm, maybe…. Well. Either way I needed someone to help me wash.

“Let us head to the bathroom. I would like to get clean,” I said.

The other maid looked at me. “So, you really learned to be that good of a servant while being a ****?”

I nodded. “Master was, not the usual type you imagine in the position. He had rules that I don’t think many men in his situation would have. It created an experience that was well beyond what your imagining.”

“Good at what I learned or not, I think I would be pissed off, if someone **** me to learn to be that good at clelaning as a ****.”

“You are dismissed,” I said.

“Huh?” she said looking at me. “Like, I don’t mean to-”

I clapped twice. They both looked at me. “You are not in trouble. But, that aside, if you see my current skill and your first thought towards it is your own anger. Well, you don’t want to be as good as me, right? As I said. Sure, I don’t consider this currently to be an issue. I am not your boss,” I paused and pulled my bottle from under my arm. “I made this today, and if you feel that way about hard work. I feel no need to share my splender with you. Our would you like to answer differently.”

She just rolled her eyes and began walking downstairs.

“I shall endevour to serve you well,” she said.

I touched her chin. “And what is your name,” I asked.

“Helina,” she said. She whimpered for a moment.

“Do you find me beautiful, Halina?” I asked.

She blushed. “Only a fool, or one without taste would say anything negative about you.”

I smiled. “My sisters and I used to do something, would you like to see?”

“You mean, Lydia?” Helina asked.

“No,” I said as I caressed her cheek. “I suppose, that is a good point though. I had for a moment forgot. The ones that feel like sisters to me. Really feel like sisters to me in a way almost undeniably.”

We came ti the bathing arera and at that point, I sat down and allowed her to treat me first. Not using my special soap yet, but instead just light touching and rubbing, as she soothed both my skin and my soul.

She went to grab my soap but I stopped her and set her on the stone seat. “My turn.”

“Eep!” she squeeked. “But, I am a-”

I clapped twice and she set her arms down. “You thik I am beautiful, yes? Is it so bad that I want to touch you? I will stop if you want, but I would like to show you. What us sisters did back then.”

My motivation was a bit selfish to be honest. I wanted to orgasm! I waned to orgasm so bad, but to voilate Master’s orders when I didn’t have to just felt like it would ruin even the memory of what it represented. Plus the idea was pleasing each other. Surely she would help me. I wanted to ask so badly, but that defeated the point.

I held my tongue as she looked at me. “I want to know. I want to know what changed you so much. If I can help, I want to.”

“Good little one,” I said as I moved my fingers to close her eyes and gave her a gently kiss right on her nipple. She shivered a bit.

I lathered up the soap. She would get the first treatment. I rubbed the inside of her thigh gently. “We had a rule, only the Master or our sisters could help us feel good. It gave us a sense of responsibility to each other. To do good, to support each other. Keeping each other at our best.”

She squeezed her hips a bit, and I smiled. Charm, no charm. What I learned was true. I jut needed someone who would accept it. Like little Helina. “My little attendant? Maybe, little… something. I will figure something out.”

I continued to work her body. Up one leg, down the other. Just like I had all day getting the kitchen nice and clean, now Helina was my project. Hearing her moan. Learning her little patterns. Her little secrets. When she finally came, I switched spots with her and let her hold the soap bottle. Please! Please! I need this so badly.

She was nervous. Her hands shook as she tried to rub. A five out of ten at best, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I just wanted her to touch me in the right places. I’d do anything.

“Sorry,” she said. “I never done anything like this before.”

“It is okay,” I said. She was teasing me, my thigh, I just wanted to learn and feel her hand touch me. Just one. One orgasm! Please!

“Oh, right, are you saying that you want-”

“Yes! Please!” I nearly shouted.

Even the lightest graze against me was more than enough to cause me to rock backwards. Almost like I was so pent up that even such a light touch had become like the permission my overly needy body had been waiting for. It was both an amazing and frustrating orgasm. Like I was still horny, but it was something and that was enough for me tonight.