Clean up

Leaf had been very thankful that Pip was in a playful mood. They had messed around in the bath and then again back in their room before cuddling all night. Pip had a very pleasant way of keeping her body temperature just right, no matter how much she covered Leaf. This led to a great night’s sleep. This one had, unfortunately, to be cut short as she had her morning duties to attend to.

She was lucky in that she knew exactly what Misandra liked in the morning and the most important part of that was going to be the coffee. If it had gone anything like it usually went when Leaf had been a man then she knew that Misandra would not have had much sleep. Tray loaded with coffee and a light breakfast she let herself into Misandras apartment.

As she stepped into the room she saw Misandra on the bed facing her with her posterior in the air and Gob thrusting into her from behind. She looked **** and her moans were weak as Gob continued to relentlessly pound her. “Gob, my darling, you have to cum. It is morning,” moaned Misandra as she noticed Leaf standing there. Gob released inside her and her hands gripped the sheets. Her eyes rolled back and her tongue hung out as an orgasm took her. How many must she have had over the last few hours, Leaf wondered.

The room was thick with the smell of sex and Leaf found it going to her head again. There must have been a lot of Gob’s cum about as she could feel its aphrodisiac effects making her giddy. “I brought you coffee and a snack, ambassador,” she said.

Misandra groaned. “I don’t want to be the ambassador today. Can somebody else do it?”

“I’m afraid not,” said Leaf, pouring the coffee. She took it over to the bed. Misandra’s hips were still in the air even though Gob had pulled out and was now laying on the bed.

Misandra complained as she moved, dropping her hips to the bed and then climbing up to a sitting position. She sat naked on the bed and Leaf could see a wet spot forming as Gob’s cum flowed out of her. She took the coffee and sipped it. “Oh my, I needed that. Is this the Maou’s supply?”

“I thought he would be fine with you having it, Miss.” Leaf gave Gob a look and he smiled at her. She tried not to admire his muscular body and still half-stiff cock. Her pussy twinged as she caught a passing glimpse of it.

“Bold of you to assume but I am glad you did. Ugh, it’s going to be a long day and I can’t even stay another night. I hate sleeping in carriages but I don’t think I’ll be able to stop myself.” She finished the coffee and stood up to stretch. She looked like a mess. Her red hair was everywhere and she was covered in dry juices not to mention the fresh stuff that was running down her leg. She went to the table where Leaf had left the tray and helped herself to the food. “Leaf, I should petition the Maou to give you to me. You seem to know exactly what I like.”

“As lovely as you are, Miss. I think I would rather stay in the palace.”

“Pity. Never mind. Come, you can help me clean up.” The rooms reserved for the most important guests had small private baths kept hot by magic. Misandra crawled onto the bed and kissed Gob. “Thank you for the most incredible night of my life. I hope we can do this again the next time I visit.”

“With the Maou’s permission, I’d be happy to,” said Gob.

Misandra looked a little disappointed at that response. “Yes, of course. Perhaps I could persuade him to lend you to me.”

“Then I would fuck you as long as we both had strength,” said Gob with a smile as he cupped her large breast and gave it a loving squeeze.

She kissed him. “I will miss you, my darling but duty calls. Until we meet again. Leaf, come and help me wash,” she commanded and walked into the bathroom.

Leaf gave gob an awkward wave and followed her in.

Soon Misandra was soaking in the water and Leaf was washing her long red hair. “I am tired but it was worth it. Oh Leaf, he was incredible. Thank you for finding him for me.”

“Better than the Maou?” She couldn’t help herself.

“The Maou is darling and I owe him so much but I am an orc. I want a beast and the Maou is not the beast many think he is. I have spoken to many of the maids who have slept with him. He is a tender lover. For many that improves their adoration for him. I always found it a little frustrating.”

“You should have told him,” said Leaf, feeling a little defensive. “I am sure he would have made an effort.”

“Yes, my dear, he would have and I would have loved him for trying but that is not the man he is.”

“What kind of man is he?”

“A sweet and gentle soul. Only those who know him intimately can see it and that is the way it should be. The demon king can not be tender and loving and he knows that. For those who love him as I do, it hurts to see him be the monster. That is why I could never ask him to be that monster in bed. It would have satisfied my desire but it would have hurt my heart… Are you crying, girl?”

Leaf was sobbing gently. “It just sounds so tragic,” she said, trying to cover up the reason for her tears.

“It is tragic. I wanted him to take me as his wife so I could carry his heir. Alas, the bride would have to be a true demon. Still, I would have liked to bare his child. I think fatherhood may have been the outlet he needed for his love. Something to give him purpose.”

“Maybe so,” said Leaf quietly. She had been so unaware that so many people had seen right through her. Fatherhood, an heir, maybe there was something to that.

“Look at us getting all whimsical. Hurry and rinse me off then prepare my clothes. I need to get a move on.”

A short while later, Misandra was ready for her first appointment of the day. “Thank you Leaf, I enjoyed your company, as brief as it was. I will not need you for the rest of the day. If you could arrange for my things to be taken to my carriage then your duties to me are complete.”

“Yes, Miss,” curtsied Leaf.

As Misandra was leaving she turned and said, “You know, you really should give in and sleep with him. You won’t regret it.” She winked and walked out.

Leaf set about packing away the few things that Misandra had left out. The smell of their lengthy sex session was still working its magic on her and her pussy was drooling by the time she was done. She went to find a porter to handle the luggage and left a note for the room maids that Misandra’s quarters were empty. She then went back to her room.

Pip was working so she was on her own. She took off her clothes and lay on her bed. She ran her hands over her body. It was not long now until she would have to say goodbye to this body and go back to her own. One hand squeezed her modest breast while the other slid up her slender thigh and gently caressed her wet folds. She eased a finger inside herself. She would miss that feeling. She wished Pip was here to fill her properly. That feeling of fullness and connection would go. She could probably try again at some point but not for a while.

Her finger worked around her sex, gently teasing the parts that felt the best. She wondered what she should do before she had to stop. The main point had been to relinquish her power at least for a short time. What else did she want to do before she had to stop? Her thoughts came back to her ****. Had that night gone differently, would she have followed the path of her fellow maids and sought out the company of a man? The possibility had crossed her mind. Hell, it had even been a plan but the attack had ruined it. She still wanted to try it. Yes, that was what she would do but who?

She knew the answer. There was only one man that she knew of that she could trust to show her the good time she craved and to not take advantage of her, not that she would have minded a little advantage-taking. The only problem was that shortly afterwards, they would have to go back to being master and servant. She wasn’t sure she could bear the awkwardness not to mention the potential damage to their friendship.

For now, she decided to think about it. It didn’t stop her from thinking about that big green cock as she stroked her clit to a much-needed orgasm.