Yes

"I... Well, a little. Sorry." you say.

Marta smiles and moves toward you assertively. "It's been some time since I've made a nobleman nervous." she says.

You back up away from her, toward the chair and fall into it, Marta is standing close and looking down at you with a curious smile on her face. You can't help but look down her body, the shape of it, the shortness of the skirt, something poking out of the bottom of the skirt gives you pause and you tilt your head slightly. Marta laughs, this time not like the giggles earlier, this laugh was hearty, and ... confident?

"See anything the piques your interest lordling?" Marta asks.

Lordling? I'm may be young, and still a virgin, but I'm at least a man now you think to yourself quickly. Marta lifts her knee and sets one foot onto the corner of your chair. The "something" that was poking out of the bottom is a bit more apparent now. It's a cock! You stare at it, unbelievingly. You heard stories of Futanari women before. Women with cocks and balls, but usually they were warriors, assassins, not maids. The whole situation struck you as strange, but as you breathe in, you get a whiff of something on the air. Musky, yet earthy? Earthy and somehow sweet?

It moved.

Marta's cock twitched and has started to rise little, by little, lifting her skirt with it as it does.

You look up quickly at Marta. Her eyes shining as she smiles down at you and nods. "Do you smell it yet? The scent takes hold quickly when someone is this close to it." she says.

Your eyes are already back on her cock, fully hard now, it is pointing straight at you. You barely heard her words, but you nod slowly. The tip of her cock is leaking some sort of fluid. Involuntarily you lick your lips at the site of it. You never thought you could be attracted to a woman with a cock, yet hear you are, enthralled by this thing.

Marta leans in, pushing it closer to your face. "I warn you, lordling, taste it and it will create an addiction so powerful you'll need daily helpings of it just to sate your cravings." she says.

You don't hear her. You hear only your own desires pounding in your mind as you lean forward and lick the tip of her cock gently. The taste of her precum is overwhelming and goosebumps race across your skin. Ambrosia couldn't taste so good. Marta puts a hand on your head and guides you as you open your mouth. Her cock, a full 10 inches long, slides into your mouth partially. She is gentle with you as she caresses your face and pulls back, only to push it forward again. A second hand coming down to your head so she cups your head in both hands, she begins to gently move your head up and down on her cock. You instinctively suck at it, your mind reeling with the scent, the feeling, and the wonderful taste of it. No thoughts about the actions, what it means, nothing, You want only to feel her erupt inside your mouth. You want to drink from her cock this moment. Marta's pace quickens as she pulls your head further forward, stretching your neck further forward so that her cock can pass deeper into your mouth.

"That's right little lordling... Learn your place..." she says.

Her movements have become more erratic as she fucks your face, there is no doubt that is what is happening. You reach your hands up to her hips, steadying yourself as she thrusts harder and faster, her cock going deeper with each passing thrust until she bottoms out. She holds you there, grinding her pelvis into your face for a moment before she begins to thrust with renewed vigor. Precum. You taste that wonderful ambrosia again and you whimper in pleasure.

Marta giggles delightedly. "Oh little lordling, you're going to make a wonderful pet."

You barely understand her words, other than a a thinly veiled promise that this will happen again. Marta's movements have become positively animalistic as she thrusts hard and fast, saliva drips down your chin and her cock twitches in your throat. Marta moans passionately as her cock erupts, spewing forth girlcum into your mouth and throat, she thrusts again and with each thrust comes another powerful spurt. It is too much to contain, you swallow and drink, but it drips down your chin, as you try to take every last drop. Marta bottoms out, holding your head down, your throat impaled on her cock as it twitches. She holds you there as she pants. You are content, happy.

"By the Gods I needed that..." She says matter of factly.

Marta releases your head and steps back ever so slightly, her cock coming out of your mouth. Strands of saliva and cum connect your mouth and her cock. It twitches again. You're panting, catching your breath, staring at this magnificent cock before you. Worshipfully you look up at the beautiful Marta. She leans down, and using her thumb wipes the cum off your chin and pushes it into your mouth. You suck the cum off of her thumb greedily.

Marta pushes you onto the floor and sits down in the chair, her 10inch cock still exposed. "Now then, Uther... my little Lordling. Let me tell you a story. You should pay close attention, because this story is the truth of the situation you now find yourself in..."