More Fun In the Future

Isadora looked at the rod that was now pointing towards the ceiling in a graceful manner. Never in her life had she seen one, let alone touch one. Touch! Yes. She wanted to touch that thing that every woman died for. She swallowed when she imagined how it would feel to hold it in her arms. And since he had given his consent, touching was what she would do.

Curiosity got the better of her as she neared where Alexander was. He was still amused by the whole thing. Gods knew how much he waited for this. It seemed like she was just taking too long. His member twitched again and Isadora could see how he was closing his eyes as if enduring some kind of pain. If only she could know?

A hand landed ever slowly on the rod making Alexander to shot his now closed eyes wide open. Her touch, it just felt cool and arousing. Goddamit! He cursed again as the member twitched and lengthened a bit. This was more painful than a stab in the heart.

"How do you feel now?" She asked innocently looking at his pained expression.

"Damn it Isadora. Wrap your arm around it." He cursed. Isadora did as he said, earning a groan from him. She looked at his face and he seemed to enjoy her touch. Her hand slid in an up and down movement earning another groan from him, a louder one this time.

"Yes. That way Isadora." He said biting his lower lip between his teeth. "Faster please," he begged and Isadora complied earning countless groans from him. This was just, he couldn't even describe the feeling. It was just heavenly sweet.

After what seemed like eternity, his member eventually calmed down shrinking into its original position. No more groans were coming from him. Isadora felt as if her wrist had been detached from her hand. She could even feel the bone located there click once she moved her palm. If her wrist was a hinge, she could have applied oil to ease its movements.

"That's enough," he said tucking his member safely back in his pants. "We will have such more fun activities in the future." He said and sent an evil smile her way. Judging from how he had reacted, Isadora knew that she had just done something wicked. There was no way she could agree to do it again in the future. And if he expected her to simply comply next time, then he would be in for a big surprise.

"If you wanting anything else, you can call me right away." Isadora said. All she wanted for now was to take some rest and take a bath too. Alexander looked at her questioningly. Did she really know what that statement meant to him? He smiled, an evil smile that reached his eyes. Isadora frowned at his reaction but she had nothing to say about it. "I will now take my leave your highness." She bowed and made for the door.

"Before I forget," he said halting her on her tracks. "Don't forget to avail yourself in the afternoon. My sword and armor needs someone to carry them." She nodded at him. She knew that this was how this man was. Sometimes she really wondered if he cared for her. Sometimes he would treat her well and others... She shook her head as she imagined what she had gone through under his wing. Not even a week had passed and so much had already happened. Why in heaven did he have to choose her as his personal maid. Did he have a personal maid before? That, she planned to ask him later.

She was glad that there were no maids in the hallways lest her mood get spoiled by the untrue rumors. But now that he had nearly bedded her, she knew that they were partly true. Her hand flew to her neck as she remembered how he had rained kisses on her. Funny enough, she had even been willing to give herself to him. The image of him sucking her breast crossed her mind and her face immediately turned red in embarrassment. She shook her head as if throwing the bad memories out of it. If only one was able to forget some things within minutes? She thought. Or if one had control over their brains. That memory would be the first to delete. But would she really bring herself to delete such sweet memories. She berated herself again for thinking so.

Her room was located just beside the kitchen. Hers was the closest to the kitchen, signifying that she was the newly admitted maid. The maid quarters and the kitchen were located on a separate hallway. Isadora had to peek first and when she saw no one at the hallway, which was odd, she was more than glad. She took quick steps and entered her room. What she feared most was to meet with Jessica. What if she had heard about the rumors? Not that she would kick her out. But would she even be able to face her?

For some odd reason, the kitchen was eerily silent, and so were the maid quarters. It was very rare to lack some noise coming from the kitchen, especially during daytime. Where exactly had the cooks gone? She wondered. But since she came to take a bath, she pushed her worries at the back of her mind and paced towards her bed.

The room was small, accommodating only a few of her belongings. An empty shelf was planted on the wall above her bed and just one nightstand was placed beside her bed. The bed took the large space, with only a side drawer placed on it. That was all that made up her room.

Stripping her maiden attire, Isadora wrapped a towel around her before picking a fresh set of maiden attire and headed to the bathroom. The bathroom was jointly shared among five maids for each five rooms. She was glad that it was placed just one room away from her own room.

And for some odd reason, the bathroom was eerily silent. So silent was the place that one could feel the sound of a pin drop. Isadora brushed the bad feelings away and slid into the tub, allowing the cool sensation settle on her body. The water was cold but she didn't mind. Bathing with warm water required her to go to the kitchen, a place which she was now avoiding like a plague.

She stayed like that in the tub for almost an hour, reminisizing on the events that had taken place today. It was such an aweful day to her. Still, it was just mid-day. The temperatures in the room suddenly turned chilly and Isadora could feel a strong presence in the room. And if her instincts were true, it somehow felt familiar. Had someone been watching her throughout? Her head whipped around as she settled deeper in the water to cover herself. But strangely, no one was around. Still, she knew that someone was in the room.

"Whoever you are, show yourself this instant." She demanded, her voice laced with both fear and determination.