Those Left With The Mess

The morning was filled with the morning songs of birds that heralded the slow beginning to the day for the nobles. Meanwhile the schools commoner staff had woken up long before the birds and begun the necessary chores that kept the scions of the nobility of Tristain living in their luxury away from their estates.

As part of the complex human system behind it all Siesta hurried up the stairs of the second year tower carrying a tower of bed linens, buckets and everything else since she’d inherited grandpa’s strength and Kathy, her buxom blonde friend who was ahead of her acting as her eyes to their destination.

Pounding echoing steps on the stone stairs did little to calm the butterflies in her churning stomach stomach. What was worse was her struggled to control her anticipation which tugged at her binding around her waist which the chafing was a constant source of rubbing pleasure, nor did she need the sloshing of the buckets to remind her of how her panties were an ocean.

“Ok, here’s the Valliere room.” Kathy breathed nervously, looking past the tower of linens Siesta heart pounded as she saw Kathy pressed her ear up against every second stretched their tepid excitement out as Kathy shifted straining to listen for their hope.

Losing a deep sigh Kathy slump in disappointment. “Doesn’t sound like he’s in there.” She destroyed their hopes as she opened the door, letting the two sullen maids into the dorm room.

But a step in, and a sniff Siesta face burned as the musky scent of seed and sex so strong Kathy giddily giggled as she smelled it herself. Working in a school full of young nobles away from the supervision of their parents made the staff no stranger to the aftermath of students getting randy.

“Brimir, miss Valliere got to work quick!” Kathy excitedly said, fluttering around the room exploring it for the source of the carnal aroma that filled the room.

Valliere’s rapturous face as the boy in question suckled on her tiny breasts set Siesta’s cheeks burning at the memory of yesterday morning when she’d come across them along with the longing for it to have been herself perched in his lap, the noblewoman’s pink nipple between his lips.

The taboo of his commoner and familiar status gave it such a thrilling spice to see him so wantonly pawing at a noblewoman's body as if it were his property.

Glancing over at the small table in the room she could imagine Miss Valliere little figure bent over it, her feet barely able to reach the floor as that captivating man took her from behind… or herself in Valliere’s place as he pulled her tail.

Biting her lip, the eroticness made Siesta tail writhed in its binding, the sensitive appendage chafing sent rolling swells of heat through her core. “Y-yes, she really has.”

“Hahhh, I really wanted to see if the rumors were true.” Kathy day dreamily bemoaned abandoning her superficial search, but cast an examining eye towards the bed.

The familiar had as explosively entered into the staff gossip grapevine as his summoning had been, but had also made an entrance into nightly matters in the common sleeping room for the commoner staff. “Not because of your parents?” Siesta prodded her friend over certain ‘sounds’ her superior senses had overheard at night.

“Urgh, please don’t bring that up. It's bad enough they couldn’t keep it down, I mean don’t get me wrong, it's still hot thinking about mom getting her face stuffed by him. But, who wants to think about or hear their parents having sex.” Kathy said with a shiver.

Siesta giggled as she tried and failed to keep her mind from excitedly leaping into the muddy gutter, as with every piece of furniture it posed the question of which position Miss Valliere familiar would take her.

Chair? Facing him, legs wide open and pussy spread for him to pound her into the chair.

Vanity? Bent over it and fucked from behind so he could see the whorish expressions he was making her wear in its mirror

Floor? Hard one, so many, but missionary and face to face.

Lost in her fantasies as swept the room, until eventually Kathy roused her as she reached the wardrobe.

“Siesta, could you lift this for me~” Kathy request.

“Huh!? Oh, of course.” Siesta stirred from her wonderland, uncomfortably shuffling over with her soaked underdrawers to the piece of furniture. Taking either side of it, she trivially lifted it.

Sweeping underneath the large wardrobe Kathy jealousy sighed. “So unfair you can be that strong, but look so good. Guess that’s the benefit of being from heros stock.” Kathy pouted before she perked right up as it meant the next thing to do was the bed.

She didn’t quite share the excitement, but Siesta would be lying if she said that she wasn’t interested in finding evidence of Miss Valliere having dalliances with her familiar, the pungent incense of sex from it only wet her curiosity as she and Kathy took hold of the covers.

Together they striped the mystery of its concealment to a plume of sex heavy enough to taste on the air.

“Brimir! Is he human or virility in man form!” Kathy exclaimed clapping her hands together in delight at the dark stains-no puddles of evidence of a naughty night. It was just a moment later both hers and Kathy’s hands were roaming over the markings, one still moist to the touch, just feeling the wetness on her fingers Siesta felt the familiars virility.

Kathy excitement was feverish balling the still freshly marked patch of sheets in her hands with a shutter rubbing her legs together lowering her head to bring herself closer to the raw masculine essence infused in the sheets.

Her friend’s body trembled as she climbed onto the bed and laid on bed in one of the markings of carnal desires, throwing her head back her black skirt falling down her long legs leaving a hint of her own damp panites revealed.

The maid face was flush with the same arousal Siesta was feeling as they both had the same thought. “He fucked one of those haughty noble girls right here.” Kathy aired the thought aloud that made Siesta’s uniform feel oppressively hot.

Staring mesmerized by her friend’s position and panting face she could see the boys body over Kathy who moaned stretching out on the bed as if in the throes of passion of being penetrated by the Valliere familiar.

The horny maid groped her fat jug, fingers digging into the bountiful flesh with a gasp, Kathy gazed into Siesta’s eyes sharing the fantasy in their minds widen her legs with the unspoken request. “That some common boy just like you find at home, was rutting one of Brimir’s blessed nobles like a common slut.”

They both sucked in a breath at the sheer scandal of a common treating a noble like an animal to be bred, that the lofty nobility would be dragged down and acquiesce to defilement. Just like she’d witnessed at the familiar feeding ground. Her tail jerked painfully begging to be touched, nibbled, for her to wrap her tongue around one of its trident tips.

Under the sway of the heady lust of the fantasy Siesta slowly crawled onto the world lost to them both in the fantasy as she touched Kathy’s drenched underwear, caressing the line of her slit through the fabric with her fingertips following it to the top to toy with the nub of Kathy’s clitoris.

“Oh~ Siesta faster!” Kathy extolled pushing her mound into Siesta’s palm, her back arching as she closed her eyes biting her lower lip in pleasure.

Opening them Kathy grinned as they burned with lust. “Hey, did you know I heard the familiar lead Guiche and those two girls that playboy had been stringing along into this very room, this very bed.” She purred patting the two older stains on the bed with a pitched moan.

Shoving her hand down the front of Kathy’s underwear Siesta dipping into her honey pot, quickening Kathy’s gasps and needy sounds and returned the favor groping Siesta’s tits giving her desperately craved physical stimulation as Kathy knead her sensitive flesh and pinched her nipples.

“Oh, oh Brimir~” She hissed. “What if he walked in to find dirty maids in his masters bed pawing ready to pining for his dick.” Kathy throaty moan was mutual, while she bucked her hips against Siesta’s hand.

“Yes, yes~ He’d take that divine slab of meat and show us what naughty maids deserve.” Siesta imagined how Kathy’s pussy would be stretched by the hint of the glorious cock, then the way her face would twist in rapture when he took his pleasure from Kathy. Siesta’s hips thrust in **** imitation of the act she drew in her mind sending a thrill up her spine as she then changed to him fucking her into Kathy’s body.

Curling her fingers inside Kathy Siesta grabbed the course of the conversation attacking Kathy’s G-spot. “He’d make you his whore with that giant’s cock he has, then whispering in Miss Valliere ear he’d make you her personal maid and his personal mistress.” Siesta’s sexual scenarios flowed from her mouth as she was carried by the currents of her arousal.

“Please, please! Let him make me his!” Kathy mewled and begged as she reached her peak, her inner walls clamping down on Siesta’s fingers, which didn’t stop her with her strength from extending Kathy’s orgasm into several more, her friend’s hands squeezing her tits as her mind went blank.

Unable to help herself from one last quip as Kathy orgasmed her brains out. “And he’ll have you cumming like this every time he takes you.” Siesta breathed as Kathy collapsed on the bed breathing hard.

As the sexual high ebbed from them Kathy turned red as a tomato and Siesta’s mind made the connection of what they’d done and her face burned. With squeals of embarrassment from them both Kathy rolled out from under her hiding her face in the sheets while Siesta rolled the other way hiding her face in her hands.

After a spell of silence Kathy broke it. “Founder, I can’t believe we just did that!” She whined sounding ready to die from embarrassment.

Curled into a ball on the foot of the bed Siesta mewled in agreement. “I know, c-can it just have not happened?”

Springing up from the bed Kathy still flushed nodded. “Yes! This never happen!” Kathy exclaimed hands on her hips. “We never did anything but work... “ Kathy looked back at Siesta as raised herself to sit on the edge of the bed and nodded at her friend.

Tearing her eyes away from Siesta as a brighter pink blush on Kathy’s face appeared, the blonde faked a cough as she straightened out her uniform. “I’ll… I’ll get us new underwear.” Kathy shyly muddled out as she quickly left the room.

Sighing in relief Siesta flopped onto the bed, reaching under her skirt undoing the bindings of her tail finally freeing the long black appendage with its trident tip lazily swaying through the air.

The true blood sign of her Deviluke heritage from her Grandfather the hero of the battle of Guttenberg bridge, Zelts who’d turn the tide of battle single handedly against the Germanian’s, but more importantly-

Siesta wrapped her hands around its length trembling at her own touch which was like molten pleasure pouring into her body. It was a source of extraordinary pleasure as she caress it in ripples of hot need burned up her back, the flexible tail traced up the front of her uniform up to her mouth that cracked up to accept its pointed tip.

Her grandfather had always called it a weakness deviluke women had to protect from their enemies at all times, but her aunts had found a better use for it on a lonely night and passed down to her and her sisters.

She moaned as pulsing pleasure beat her thoughts as she suckled on the end of her trident tip as it returned to the familiar watching her, stroking his cock as she debased herself for him, a non-human attempting to seduce a man of good standing into laying with her.

“Mister Familiar~” She groaned.

Stripping her sopping panties off Siesta changed her tails target, using it to play with her petals in explosive mind numbing bliss. She spread her pussy presenting it to the imagined boy in the room as her tail flicked her clit.

In the back of her mind Seista reasoned she had at least twenty minutes to finish herself off before Kathy even sprinting could get back.

Covering her mouth she squealed as she slid her center trident into her glove raising her hips up to display the lurid sight, beckoning the Familiar to claim her body like the noble girls he'd fucked to create the stains around her.

Smiling as her fantasy wore a wolfish grinned ordering her to show him her fat tits. Undoing the top of her uniform showing off her bare skin, her nipples rock hard in anticipation as she pressed her tits together for him.

Brimir she was hopeless maid~