Chapter 17. The Maids' Gossip and the Head Maid's Anxiety
The Maids' Gossip and the Head Maid's Anxiety
The next morning, in the maids' lounge.
The air was unusually heavy. The cause was Ella and I-seo.
"Ouch..."
Ella tried to sit down on a chair but let out a small groan and awkwardly stood back up. Beside her, I-seo wobbled unsteadily, gripping the wall as if her legs had turned to jelly.
Nancy, who had been watching them like a hawk, pounced immediately.
"Wait a minute, why are both of you walking like that?"
Her gaze swept pointedly between Ella's backside and I-seo's thighs.
"Ella, your butt looks sore, and I-seo, your legs won't close? Don't tell me..."
"N-No! It's just from working too hard..."
Ella waved her hands frantically, but her face was already as red as a ripe apple. I-seo, too, ducked her head, her ears burning crimson.
Nancy's lips curled into a smirk.
"Liar. Yesterday, the Count didn't come out of the laundry room where you two were for ages. And that noise... It echoed all the way down the hall."
"..."
"Oh my god, seriously? You both served the Count together?"
Nancy's bombshell sent the lounge into an uproar.
Sophia, who had just walked in to get tea, nearly dropped her cup.
"T-Two at once? A man and two women... all on the same bed?"
Her clear gray eyes trembled as if struck by an earthquake. As a former priestess, the concept of a threesome was the pinnacle of depravity—something she couldn't even fathom.
"Yeah... That's what happened."
Ella sighed in resignation and confessed.
"I-seo was struggling since it was her first time... so the Count told me to help..."
"No way! So, did you both go all the way?"
Nancy's eyes sparkled with curiosity. Ella hesitated before mumbling in a barely audible voice.
"I-seo... gave him her virginity... and I... took him from behind..."
"From behind?!"
The maids gasped in shock once more.
Ari, who had been peeling an apple in the corner, made a strange face.
"What...? Even Ella unnie did it from behind?"
She pouted.
Until now, Ari had prided herself on being the only one the Count had taken there (even if it was just his fingers). She had smugly assumed that Ella, being a former noble lady, would never stoop to such acts. But now, that specialness was gone.
"Hmph, the Count really gets around, doesn't he?"
Ari scraped the apple roughly, her tone sharp with irritation.
As the atmosphere grew awkward, Sophia hesitantly spoke up.
"Um... Actually..."
All eyes turned to the former priestess. Sophia lowered her head, her cheeks flushing.
"The Count... when he first took me in, he also... (though only with his mouth)"
"......!!"
Silence.
A moment later, Nancy clapped a hand over her mouth and shrieked.
"Even Sophia?! Oh my god, the Count's tastes are really..."
Sophia wished she could crawl into a hole. The shame of confessing that even a holy priestess like her had been defiled there was unbearable.
But at the same time, she felt a strange relief knowing she wasn't the only one.
And as a priestess, she had to speak the truth. Confessing it aloud felt like a weight had been lifted.
"Ugh, seriously."
Ari finally gave up on peeling the apple and set the knife down.
Even the priestess? So now my backside isn't special at all? A wave of gloom washed over her.
Meanwhile, Nancy patted her chest and sighed in relief.
"Whew, thank goodness. I could never do it from behind. No matter how much the Count uses Cleaning Magic, how can you put that where you poop? It's just painful. I'd rather just lie back and take it the normal way."
Nancy shook her head with her usual optimism. No matter how much favor the Count showed her, comfort came first.
But not everyone shared her opinion.
In the far corner, Maria, who had been folding laundry, wore a dark expression.
'...'
As the head maid, Maria had served the Count the longest.
She had attended to his nighttime needs more than anyone else and prided herself on knowing his preferences better than anyone.
But...
'Why... has the Count never asked me to do it from behind?'
Maria discreetly touched her own backside.
Compared to Ari's perky butt, Sophia's sacred curves, or Ella's aristocratic grace, was hers just not appealing?
Or was she too old (even though she was only in her late twenties)? Or... did it look too loose?
What others recoiled from in horror—anal sex—had started to feel like proof of the Count's true possessiveness to Maria.
She felt both resentful that the Count had skipped her and insecure about her own lack of appeal.
'If I begged him... would he do it with me too?'
Maria fell into deep contemplation.
Meanwhile, as the conversation continued, Sophia's expression darkened again.
'Two at once... and even that wasn't enough...'
The Count's lust seemed boundless.
Acts she couldn't even imagine in the royal palace were treated as everyday occurrences in this mansion.
Sophia shuddered, unable to fathom how far the Count would corrupt her. Yet beneath that fear lingered the lingering echoes of the pleasure he had planted in her.
"Still, I'm surprised he only took I-seo now. Anyway, you two should rest today. You can barely walk."
Nancy clicked her tongue and glanced at Maria, who nodded in agreement.
I-seo, usually so composed, hid behind Ella in embarrassment as her lost virginity became the topic of conversation. Ella squeezed her hand reassuringly.
That night.
Maria, having steeled herself, knocked on Lucian's bedroom door—only to turn away in bitter disappointment.
"I'm tired. Come back in the morning."
It was practically a dismissal. But Maria bit her lip and vowed:
'Tomorrow... I'll do whatever the Count wants. Even if it's there.'
The next morning, in the main hall's drawing room.
Maria was scrubbing the floor more meticulously than usual. But inside, she was filled with frustration and impatience.
'He told me to come in the morning, but he's still not awake...'
Just then—
"Your cleaning is thorough."
"Ah, Master!"
Before Maria could even lift her head in delight,
Lucian ignored formalities and strode behind her, hiking up her full maid's skirt to her waist.
"Underwear that doesn't suit your figure. Are you trying to look cute for me?"
"M-Master?! This is the drawing room!"
Swoosh.
Her protests were ignored as her sky-blue panties slid down to her ankles, leaving her pale buttocks fully exposed to the morning sunlight.
Clean.
Grease.
After Lucian uttered two short spells in succession, Maria's lower half felt as fresh as if she had just stepped out of a bath—inside and out.
A slick, transparent liquid formed around her crevice and the tight ring of muscle.
Without hesitation, he drove his middle finger deep into her tightly clenched entrance.
"Eek?!"
"Relax. I couldn't do this yesterday, so I'll make up for it now."
"B-But... anyone could walk in here... Please, let's go to your room—ahh!"
Instead of answering, Lucian added a second finger, stretching her with a wet, squelching noise. The sound echoed obscenely loud thanks to the lubricant.
He scissored his fingers, forcibly widening her sphincter.
"Oh my!"
At that moment, Nancy, passing by with a duster, witnessed the scene.
She clapped a hand over her mouth, eyes sparkling, and silently beckoned the other maids over.
"Guys! Come quick. This is wild."
Sophia was the first to arrive. She had been reading nearby and gasped in shock.
"Good heavens... doing that so brazenly in a public space?!"
And not just that—fingering her in the most unholy place. Sophia's face burned, but she couldn't look away.
Ari, who arrived next, pouted and stomped her foot.
"Tch... So even Maria unnie is..."
As the audience gathered, Lucian's sadism flared hotter.
Once Maria's backside had loosened enough, he pulled down his pants, revealing his fully erect member.
"Maria, lift your hips."
"Nngh... Sob..."
Maria couldn't bear to raise her head from shame. In front of her peers, she had to present her backside and spread herself open. She muffled her whimpers with her hand.
Lucian gripped her waist and pressed the tip of his cock against her slick entrance. Then, in one thrust, he buried himself inside.
Squelch!
"KYAAAAAH!!"
Maria's body arched like a bow, stiffening in shock. The unfamiliar sensation—nothing like what she felt in her front—made her sphincter clench reflexively around him.
"Tch, at this rate, my dick might snap. Maria, relax."
"Sniff... I don't know how... It's too tight..."
"No helping it, then."
Lucian sighed and forcefully pulled out.
Schlllrp. Maria's wrinkled flesh clung to him as if unwilling to let go.
"Ahh! It hurts!"
"It's always like this the first time. Wait—I'll make you scream soon enough."
He began thrusting mercilessly.
Thwap! Thwap! Thwap! Squelch! Squelch! Squelch!
The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the drawing room.
When Lucian glanced over, he met the eyes of his spectators. Sophia yelped and hid behind a pillar, Nancy pretended to look elsewhere, and Ari sulked.
Just then, Ella and I-seo turned the corner and froze at the sight.
"Oh my god..."
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