Victoria's Glasses

I was in the library carefully tending to the pages that the Lady of the Night had given me earlier in the day. The work was not something I could complete in but a day, but I was eager to at the very least start the binding process. Such a rare and valuable tome deserved the upmost care. As the Lady had already been showered, there was nothing else for me to do until dinner. So I was delighted to return to my work.

I was humming a song I once heard from a minstrel as a child. My joy was beyond measure at the moment, and I only expected it to grow once I finished the binding I could read this book! A book on magic. Oh my lucky stars I felt blessed today.

I heard a tap and noticed the head maid enter. I stood up and gave a curtsy. "Master wants to see you in his room."

My heart dropped for a moment. Was I in trouble? I did orgasm earlier, from the effects of the Lady of the Night's magic? Perhaps that was it. I wanted to speculate but Celeste began walking and I quickly followed her. The very least I could do is not make him wait.

I adjusted my uniform and my glasses as we entered the chamber. We both curtsied and then Master dismissed her. He gestured for me to sit on the bed and handed me a cup of tea. I took a sip while looking up at him. He was so tall, so beautiful. "Oh." I said. The tea was that sweet kind I had just yesterday, it was delightful.

"Marianne said she discovered your favorite," he said. "I had her prepare it for you. Are you happy about it?"

I nodded. "Very thoughtful of you Master. I am sorry, is this summons because I had an orgasm?"

He laughed. "Oh what Rosemary did? Certainly not."

It was weird hearing her name. I would not even allow myself to think that name currently. It was disrespectful to our Lady. Of course Master was the only one able to use that name currently. A clear bridge between us.

"Then may I ask what brings me here?" I asked. "I am eager to please you, Master."

He placed his hand on my neck and began rubbing. "Am I not permitted to enjoy my treasures?"

I shuddered from his touch. "Of course you are Master."

He plucked my glasses off my face and I squinted as I saw him looking at them. "These are in rather poor shape, how long have they been like this?"

I looked down. "I do not know the exact time frame, but a while."

I heard a click and saw that the glasses had broke in half. He was clearly holding both pieces in one hand each. My heart froze. "A while? I feel that is an understatement," he said. "Why have you not asked for new glasses? We visit the town once a month?"

"I simply did not think I was worthy of your notice, Master!" I said as I looked up at him. "I am not someone whose work demands daily use like Marianne or Celeste. I don't do anything important like Natailia-"

He pressed his finger to my lips to silence me. "Victoria, since when have you thought so little of yourself?"

"I..." I couldn't really argue with Master, but I didn't know how to respond. I was just a librarian. A scholar. In the charmed castle I was just spare decoration, wasn't I? "I don't know," I said. In truth I knew I didn't fit in here. Everyone else did something much more useful. I felt the compulsion to obey. I felt the need to serve. I felt utter bliss when he took me and filled me with his manhood. I couldn't bring myself to leave, and I couldn't bring myself to belong. I was... utterly hopeless.

"Is there a book not worthy of the library?" he asked.

I titled my head. "I don't understand."

"Taking out the idea of space, is there a book you'd refuse to place on an infinite shelf?" he asked.

"No, of course not. Every book has it's reader," I said.

He lifted me in his arms and did a little spin as he looked at me. "Then how come, of the whole world, the library of my treasures, which only contains 11 so far. Would one of them feel so badly about yourself? Victoria, my little librarian," he held me in an embrace.

I leaned in and clung to his warm firm body.

"What would you do if a book told you it did not see itself worthy of repair?" he asked.

I froze. I understood now. "I'd tell it is wrong. That there is no such thing as a treasure not worth being cared for."

He set me down and took a knee. "Then you are wrong Victoria, there is no such thing as a treasure not worth being cared for." He held out a small box as he said it.

I struggled to grasp it in my blurred vision but I managed. Opening it saw what looked like a pair of glasses. "Master!" I said tears welling up in my eyes.

He rubbed the tears away. "I do not expect my words or orders to make you value yourself. If it was that easy than it would be a basic order. But I do want you to do something for me."

"What is it Master?" I asked as I held his hand that was close to my face.

"No more 'beneath my notice' excuses. I will inform you when I find something beneath my notice. When I don't wanna hear something again. When you need something," he paused and took a breath. "When you want something! Do inform me. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master!" I said.

He took the glasses out of the box and placed them on my head. They felt perfect. How did he even manage this? No one at the castle was an eye doctor? Even if they were they didn't examine me. Maybe he had it done last month and was waiting to surprise me. It didn't matter! I had such a wonderful Master.

"How do they feel?" he asked.

"Wonderful! Master, in agreement with your previous command. May I say something," I asked.

"Absolutely," he said.

"Can we cuddle. I want to feel your skin," I asked.

He smiled and took off his shirt. He left his pants on but it was enough. He lifted me off the ground and laid down, setting me down on top of him. I pressed my face against his bare chest and just enjoyed the feeling of his warmth. "Thank you Master," I said. "I will work hard. On the library. On myself! I will be worthy of your notice."

He pat my head. "I'm happy to hear that my little scholar."

His hand just cause me to melt into into him.