Reward Or Punishment!

"My lord.." Oriana took off her cloak as she entered the room. The cloth slipped off her body and fell on her feet.

She took a step and walked forward. She was wearing a see through thin dress that was holding on thin straps. The deep neck of it hardly left anything for imagination and the dress ended on her thighs. Her fair skin glowed under the soft glow of dim candles.

The man was sitting on the sofa with a glass of wine in his hands. He stared at her with his eyes glowing with desire. 

He extended his hand and she took it, kissed his knuckles and settled on his lap. She embraced him, wrapping her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arm around her thin waist tightly and pulled her closer.

Her breast rubbed his chest and he pulled her for a deep kiss. The sound of slurping and kissing echoed in the room. When he let her go, she was breathless.

At some point, his hands had already reached inside her dress and pinched her breast.

"Oh lord, I have missed this so much." she moaned hard as he played with her. The man stared at the girl half his age writhing with pleasure in his arms.

His pride was filled when just his touch was enough to burn her this much.

His member swells as she moans harder and harder. He did not take off his underwear. But he pulled it aside and entered her.

"Aahhh!" she gasped and then shivered. Everytime he entered her, she matched his rhythm by gyrating her hips. He took her on the sofa, so she had to hold on to him for her balance. Her eyes rolling, her breath hitching. She was that close.. That's closer.. When he stiffened.

'No! No!" she moved further but he stopped her and then he shuddered, his semen filling her. Oriana stopped hiding her disappointment when he pushed her away.

With his limp manhood hanging, he stood up and went to wash himself in the room. When he returned, Oriana had already worn her cloak again. The maids had cleaned the mess.

Oriana was sitting on the sofa with a submissive look on her face.

"That was refreshing. I was too stifled with the recent project. Oriana, you are beautiful." the girl smiled sweetly and bowed her head.

"I am relieved that I could serve you, my lord. It has been days since you have called me last time. I was so worried that you are already tired of me." When he walked closer, Oriana wrapped her arms around his neck and started massaging his shoulders. Her hands occasionally move to his chest.

The man smiled with pride.

"You are still my wife," he replied. Her hands paused only for a second. His eyes slowly moved to the new maid standing in the corner. 

Others might not know but she did. He was fucking her yesterday in the balcony. And now.. But she smiled sweetly and leaned to kiss him.

"I love you, your grace. I am lucky that I am your wife." the man nodded with satisfaction. She massaged his shoulders with much vigor, "you know, Olivia has grown as a fine young lady. It is time that we introduce her to the world."

"Are you asking for a coming of age ceremony for your sister?" he frowned, "Oriana, though i understand that she is your only kin, she is not part of the Aykyord family.."

Oriana leaned in and kissed his nape. When he closed his eyes, she went higher and higher until she bit his ear lightly.

"When have I asked for something unreasonable, my lord? I have made sure that a distinct line has been drawn between her and our family so far. I am only saying that it is time that we look for a suitor for her and get her married. You know, a good noble family who is looking for a simple wife. They may be thankful later." she whispered softly. Her fingers doing the magic, and her soft breaths on his skin. He leaned to that touch and enjoyed it.

"Hmm, if we could benefit from her marriage, I will offer a good dowry for her. But remember Oriana do not be too greedy." he melted under her touch. Oriana kissed him again and raised her head. 

Just as she had expected, the maid was looking at the whole scene with a face full of jealousy. Oriana smirked and gave her a provoking smile, embarrassing her.

"I heard that a maid had helped you with release last night, your grace." the maid flinched. Her eyes widened. She had never expected that Oriana would confront the lord. "I should reward her for taking care of you. But I must say I am jealous, my lord." The man laughed and so did she as she licked his ears.

Then she let him go at once. Each step she took toward the maid, the maid felt that the ground was cracking and she was falling. Her legs started to shake when Oriana stopped in front of her and gave her a crooked smile.

"Here, you can have this." She took out a gold ring and threw it toward the maid. The stone was loose and it cut her cheeks just like it had cut Olivia's! "Oh my, i should have mended the diamond first. But I am sure you would not mind such a small mistake. Right?" laughing she stared at the maid.

The maid felt like her death was looking at her. She bowed her head hastily.

"Thank you, your grace." Oriana waved her hand. Agatha opened the door and dragged the scared maid out of the room.

"You are jealous, Oriana." the man teased. Not at all minding what would happen with the girl now.

"Not at all, your grace. Have I ever complained that you took someone else with you? I understand that a man had his needs. But I could not forgive the girls who tried to covet what is mine." 

[hey readers, what do you think about the characters? please guide me in the comments.]