A Keepsake and a Bath
Angela the Maid's Training (3)
Baron Esper responds to the lady’s trembling voice.
“Johanna? A memento from your mother? What do you mean...?”
“Darling, just a moment... Angela. Please wash this and bring it back to me.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Angela politely took the rusty piece of metal, went to the fountain to wash off the dirt, and brought it back.
Curious, I picked it up and saw that the piece of metal I had found was none other than a thimble.
The noblewoman took the thimble. Johanna Esper, lost in memories, examined it and smiled.
“That’s right, Mother used to use this... Honey? Do you remember? When I first came to live in this house. Mother was so against it. She scolded me so much, calling me a good-for-nothing who couldn’t even embroider... Whenever she taught me, she always wore this thimble and told me not to waste money. She taught me the value of thrift.”
“Yes... Mother always kept her embroidery with her. She’d say that no matter how worn out it was, she preferred what she was used to... Hmm. Thinking back on those days, we really were young then.”
Recalling those old memories, the couple looked at each other and smiled.
“Hodyn. Remember back then when I gave you a handkerchief I’d cross-stitched after learning from Mother, and you said it was a mess and asked what on earth I was going to use it for?”
“Hmm... ahem.”
“You should be ashamed of yourself. Really...”
“I was immature back then, too.”
Watching the two of them in this heartwarming moment, I felt a lump in my throat—it’s hard to describe.
“Angela. What did you say this child’s name was?”
“Tommy.”
“I see... Tommy. Thank you so much for bringing back those forgotten memories.”
She, the lady of the house, stroked my head with her white-gloved hand. Her warm, gentle touch was filled with affection and tenderness.
“Meow, meow, meow!”
“It seems Tommy really likes you, too.”
Baron Esper was also looking at me with a pleased expression. Unable to hide my joy, I ran around here and there, but then a thought struck me, and I quickly slipped under the table where they were enjoying tea.
Hmm. The angle is just right.
So the Baron’s wife wears purple panties with antique lace!
“Meow!”
Judging by the stray pubic hairs peeking out, she could use a little waxing. I licked my lips, having had my fill of the view. I slipped back outside and ran over to Angela.
“Excellent, Tommy.”
Of course, Master Goshu.
Sexual harassment is a basic skill for a genius dog.
******
Baron Esper gave Angela permission for me to run around the garden as much as I wanted. After rolling around in the soft grass and dirt, my leash was put back on, and we headed somewhere else.
...But I’m starting to need to go to the bathroom.
I couldn’t exactly say I needed to go to the bathroom, and besides, I was far too well-mannered a genius dog to just lift a leg and pee to mark my territory like a typical mutt.
So, I grabbed the leash with my mouth, pulled on it, and whined.
“Waaah...”
“Tommy? What’s wrong?”
I was trembling like a dog desperate to take a dump. Maybe she finally caught on. Angela spoke up.
“Do you need to use the bathroom?”
“Yep!”
“Is it a number one or a number two?”
“Yep!”
“...Come with me.”
Angela tugged on the leash. We went into her room, and I did my business in the bathroom.
After I finished using the bathroom, Angela left me in the room and went off. Being a maid, she must have a lot on her plate. She has to clean this huge mansion and take care of all sorts of chores.
The time spent just sitting around wasn’t all that boring. I was suddenly overcome by sleepiness and dozed off. When I woke up, it was lunchtime. The sun was high in the sky. Angela brought me a plate of milk again.
Ahhh... Just a day ago, I was living a fantasy dog life, worrying about how my life would go to hell in the wild, but now I’m living the life of a genius dog, treated like royalty and living the high life—it’s so comfortable.
To greet Angela, I did three forward rolls, wagged my tail like crazy, and jumped around excitedly.
“Woof! Woof!”
“Hehe. Looks like you’re really hungry. But you mustn’t bark inside the room. We can’t disturb the other guests, you know. Do you understand?”
“Woof...!”
When I barked quietly, Angela smiled faintly and set down a bowl of milk.
“Wait a moment.”
“.......”
Angela looked down at me—sitting quietly and licking my lips—with a stern gaze, then a smile spread across her face.
“Here, have some.”
The moment she gave her permission, I buried my nose in the milk dish and started drinking... Slurp... Slurp... Slurp.... Someday, I’m going to get Maman Angela pregnant with my doggy dick so I can drink Angela’s milk instead of regular milk... Slurp...
-Lick lick lick lick
“Tommy, you’re truly amazing. I’ve never seen the master blush like that before. The mistress looked happy too. I’m so moved that you’ve brought us such a lucky charm.”
“Lick lick lick!”
“…If you eat that fast, you’ll get an upset stomach.”
Angela gently stroked my back and spoke warmly to me. The panties and the flesh of her pussy visible through the hem of her skirt as she crouched down further fueled my loyalty.
Once I’d finished the milk, Angela brought a dishcloth and wiped my mouth.
“I guess it really is delicious. Oops.”
“Hic!”
Maybe I’d gulped it down too quickly. Suddenly, I started hiccupping.
“Hic! Hic!”
“Tommy? A puppy with the hiccups… No. What should I do in a situation like this…”
Angela seemed flustered as she patted my back, but the hiccups wouldn’t stop.
“Yeah… It would be a problem if you had indigestion. Tommy is important to me, after all.”
Angela picked me up and sat down on the bed. She placed me on her lap with my belly exposed and gently stroked my lower abdomen. It felt just like the way a mother gently strokes a child’s tummy when they have an upset stomach. Without even realizing it, I pressed my back against her lower abdomen—where her womb must be—and looked up at her.
“Growl... purr...”
“Are you feeling a little better now?”
“Mmm...”
“Hmm... Your lower belly is really soft. Just stay still...”
Angela keeps stroking my belly... But. Every time her hand, stroking my belly, subtly brushed against my cock, it felt so stimulating that it was almost like getting a handjob.
But if I let myself get an erection right there, I could get kicked out overnight, so I just panted with pleasure while holding back the sensation of getting hard.
“I see you have a lot of dirt on your feet. Just stay still.”
She brought the washcloth back and carefully wiped my toes. Feeling that sense of being served by a maid, I purred with a sense of superiority.
“Mmm... these pink soles... they’re like jelly...”
Angela seemed to be secretly enjoying the situation as well; she smiled sweetly while fingering my toes. She usually looks pretty intimidating, but when she’s like this, she’s a real beauty.
“We’ll wash up tonight. Come on, follow me.”
“Woof!”
She put the leash back on me and headed somewhere. As we passed through the mansion, we encountered several servants, butlers, and maids, and I proved my genius to them as well.
“My goodness, what a smart dog!”
“Of course. I picked him out myself.”
Every time that happened, my owner, the maid Angela, would get a little cocky.
“How can he be so well-behaved?”
“That’s the result of my training.”
She boasted about her skills as a dog trainer.
“He doesn’t look cute, but he’s really well-behaved and sweet. Ms. Angela, can I pet him too?”
“You don’t think he’s cute? I’d like you to take that back right now.”
“Eek… Still, he looks kind of fierce, like a wolf cub…”
“I won’t let you touch Tommy.”
“Angela, you’re mean!”
“It’s my decision. Tommy, come here.”
“Woof!”
I was ruthless toward anyone who gave me a harsh evaluation.
Heh. My master is awesome. The saying “The master takes after the dog” was right after all.
Pant, pant, pant. I chased after Angela and went back outside. Angela was spreading out the bedding she’d put in the laundry basket outside, and I stayed by her side.
I watched her go about her daily routine from the side. As a maid at the mansion, her routine seemed monotonous. She cleaned, cooked, served snacks, and guided guests who visited the castle and the mansion.
On top of that, other maids and servants often came to ask her about work-related matters, and judging by the way she gave them orders, she seemed to hold a certain position of authority.
Of course, she never forgot to brag about me to people every now and then.
It seems Angela really does like me.
Around evening. Angela left me in the room and went somewhere, returning only after quite a while.
“Tommy, I’m back.”
“Woof!”
-Sniff, sniff.
I walked up to Angela and sniffed her instinctively, catching a whiff of sweet, tangy sweat. Had she been working out?
‘No way…’
She didn’t go have sex or do something naughty, did she?
If there’s any bastard out there trying to take Angela Goshu-sama’s virginity, I’ll bite his neck off and kill him.
At that point, I won’t be some fucking genius dog—I’ll become a psychopathic slaughter dog so desperate for euthanasia that even Kang X-wook would give up on me!
-Sniff sniff sniff sniff sniff!!!!
Fortunately, I don’t smell any fishy semen or anything like that. Still, you never know. Tonight, I’ll check her virginity again while licking Angela’s pussy.
Until I take Angela’s virginity with my fucking cock, I'll have to check her hymen every day by licking her pussy...
Just as I was steeled for this, Angela takes off her glasses and places them on the desk.
Next, she strips off her maid uniform and underwear in one swift motion, tossing them into the laundry basket. My eyes widen at the sight of Angela, who’s suddenly completely naked.
“Tommy, you’ve been running around outside, so you need to wash up. Let’s take a shower together.”
Oh... Oh... Ooooooh!!!!!!
I wanted to let out a loud, joyful scream, but I couldn’t. Instead, I frantically ran around her feet, rubbing my body against her legs. Wearing her slippers, she picked me up and carried me into the bathroom.
In the bathroom, which had a small bathtub and a shower stall, she filled the tub with water. First, she took me into the shower stall.
-Whoosh...
Cool water at a pleasant temperature poured down, washing over my body. Angela scrubbed me thoroughly with soap, and I was too busy ogling her naked body as she washed me.
Angela’s pussy, which I hadn’t been able to see clearly last night, was a neatly shaved, bald pussy, and the way her plump labia came together in a straight line was absolutely beautiful. In particular, her large, bell-shaped breasts swayed without a hint of sagging, striking a chord deep within me.
“Really, Tommy is such a well-behaved boy. I thought dogs and cats usually make a huge fuss when they’re being washed...”
Seeing a smile form on Angela’s lips made me feel good. As I enjoyed the touch of her hands washing me, I suddenly felt like playing a little prank.
Covered in lather, I crouched down and walked between Angela’s thighs as she washed me. Then, rubbing my head against her thighs, I pressed my nose against the pussy right in front of me.
“Tommy? Stay still. You’re getting lather all over me.”
Even with her words, I couldn’t help myself. Gritting my teeth to hold back my cock from getting rock hard, I rubbed against her pussy. Wiggling my hips just enough, I rubbed my body against her pussy and thighs, creating a lather and committing a legitimate act of sexual harassment.
Ah. This feels fucking amazing.
Looking at Angela’s pussy covered in white foam, I vowed that later I would definitely make that spot foam with a mixture of my cum and Angela’s juices.
“I’m telling you… you’re really cute.”
Angela grabbed me, pulled me back into position, and splashed water on me. Once my body was washed, it was Angela’s turn to shower. After finishing her shower, she sank into the bathtub.
I stared blankly up at her. Inside the bathroom, the air was thick with steam. Only Angela’s head was visible... As I watched her, I let out a soft whine. Angela, still sitting in the tub, reached out and stroked my head.
“Tommy. What’s wrong?”
“Meow...”
“Do you want to take a bath with me?”
“Wuff...”
“......”
Angela looked like she was thinking it over for a moment. But then she shook her head.
“If I did that, I might have to wash all over again. I’ll dry you off first, so wait outside. You need to get ready, don’t you?”
It was a reasonable enough argument.
Still, even if we bathe together, we’re not on the level where she’d let me bathe with her, right? Lord Goshu... just you wait. I’ll make you sit in that tub and gasp for breath on that dog’s dick!
Chased out of the bathroom like that, I let her dry me off while she was naked. After patting my fur dry with a towel, she looked at me for a moment.
Then.
-Smack♡
“Tommy. You worked hard today.”
She kissed my forehead.
The kiss, filled with Goshu-sama’s warm affection, instantly made my mouth water, so I quickly lifted my front legs, stood on my hind legs, and licked her cheek.
-Lick♡
“Ah...”
I could see Angela’s cheeks flush instantly. Her sharp expression softened considerably, and she wore an exasperated look.
“Really. You’re so adorable...”
Leaving those words behind, Angela went back into the bathroom.
...Wait, what did she just say?
Adorable?
Does that mean she loves me? Is this a confession?
The black-haired, busty, beautiful maid—the coolest girl in the prefecture whom I have a crush on—is calling me adorable?
My heart was pounding. My dick was throbbing.
An unstoppable urge for sex took over my mind.
I felt my dick getting so hard it hurt, as if it were responding to that love confession attack from Lord Goshujin—the kind that makes me feel like I’ll go crazy if I don’t fuck Angela’s plump, hairless slit right this very day.
Calm down, Johnson! Johnson!!!! You fucking idiot, calm down!!!!
Now is not the time!!!!
I barely managed to control my urges, and after some time, the bathroom door opened.
-Squeak.
Unlike her usual style of tying her hair back in a bun, Angela’s long, loose black hair was so alluring that saliva dripped involuntarily from the corners of my mouth.
Plus, maybe because she’d just showered, she smelled amazing and her skin was glowing.......
“Shall we go to sleep, Tommy?”
“Mmm.”
“Come up to the bed... Oh. You can’t make it up here yet. Come on, lean on my arm.”
As I climbed onto the bed in Maman Angela’s arms, she smiled and embraced me, her body completely naked. Then she reached out and turned off the lamp on the desk.
She caressed my dry, smooth body and whispered in my ear.
“Tommy, while it’s important for you to serve the nobles of this mansion well... above all else, you must prioritize obeying me—the one who chose you... Do you understand?”
I nodded silently.
Then, after licking her breast, I took her nipple firmly into my mouth.
“Hmm... Come to think of it, Tommy chose me, too.”
She gave a cute little chuckle, smiled, and stroked my head as I sucked greedily on her nipple. It had only been a day, but she already took it for granted that I was nursing from her. That meant she had no reservations about me at all.
“Tommy. Sleep well.”
“Mmm... slurp... slurp...”
Angela seemed tired; she hugged me and soon fell into a deep sleep. I carefully pulled away from the nipple I was sucking on so as not to wake her, then waited a while for the right moment.
Still, I had to do what I had to do.
About an hour later. I pressed myself right against Angela’s pussy as she lay on her side.
The firm, plump labia visible between her large, round buttocks looked fantastic. Her pussy was already dripping with a little love juice from the nipple play, and the scent of a lustful female in heat wafted from her.
...Lord Goshu. You didn’t lose your virginity, did you? You just went to work out, right?
Are you going to check now? You know what happens to Saku if you do that, right? I’m seriously going to bite my tongue and die.
I pressed my tongue against Angela’s pussy while she slept.