69. Pruning (6)
69. Pruning (6)
Squelch, thud.
-Squelch.
My buttocks landed on the puddle of semen that had formed on the floor, the two sounds overlapping.
"Huff, huff... Fuck. From today, this bitch is in charge of sexual processing. This bitch is also in charge of service duty. This bitch will also handle the night service. Any objections?"
""........""
None of the maids raised any objections to Bloodius's words.
No, to be precise, the correct answer is that they couldn't offer any rebuttal from the start.
Since their master said he would do it, they probably didn't want to get on his bad side.
As their silence resulted in an accidental unanimous decision, Bloodius pointed at me and spoke to them.
"Dress her up properly and bring her to my bedroom. Today's duty will be handled by Raysha and Irene."
"...Yay!"
"As you wish, Master-nim."
Normally, they would take turns serving Bloodius for the night, but today was an exception.
The expressions of the maid originally on duty and those called by Bloodius were a mix of joy and sorrow.
But they didn't get angry or hurt by it.
The maids who weren't called at least had to obey their master's words well to receive praise.
The other maids, as if accustomed, immediately began mopping the floor, and a few started supporting me and taking me to another room.
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Splash.
-Swooosh...
"...Haah."
As I lay back, the water from the filled tub overflowed and spilled out.
Water that was beyond warm—hot, even—wrapped around my entire body as if embracing me.
'...Haa, how long has it been...'
My stiff face and tense muscles, from the long-awaited bath, relaxed smoothly.
Then, the expressionless maid assisting with my bath asked.
"Is the water temperature acceptable?"
"...Ah, yes. Thank you."
As Bloodius had declared, my status was now far lower than that of the maids present here.
I was merely Bloodius's sex slave, just wearing the same maid uniform.
Yet this maid took the initiative to care for me as if it were a natural duty.
It was as if she truly had no emotions; I couldn't read any dissatisfaction, joy, sadness, or any emotion at all on her face.
"...What is your name... what's your name?"
Unconsciously, my habit of addressing handmaidens almost slipped out.
It was because her actions so closely overlapped with those of the handmaidens in the Imperial Palace.
"Ren, it is."
Ren said this and began sprinkling bath salts.
Just as I thought, I don't need something like this-
"Master-nim ordered that you be properly adorned."
Ren answered flatly, without any expression.
It was slightly eerie how this expressionless girl could read my inner thoughts so well yet show not a single change in her expression.
After that, I was dragged around by Ren.
To be precise, Bloodius's command to "adorn and send her up" meant to dress me up prettily for night service.
So after my bath, Ren immediately sat me at the vanity and began pulling out various items.
"...Hmm."
After a brief moment of contemplation, Ren selected a few items and brought them to my face.
Tap tap.
Swish.
"Please close your eyes, Jaina-nim."
"Ah, yes."
I was getting my makeup done for the first time in my life, something I'd never even bothered with in the Imperial Palace.
She dabbed with a thin cotton pad and curled my eyelashes.
Only after several dozen minutes had passed did Ren nod and step back.
"Your base is so good that simple makeup seems best. Heavy makeup would actually be detrimental."
"........"
Though her face was expressionless, Ren's voice sounded somewhat satisfied. When I looked at the mirror in front of me,
"........Wow."
A captivating appearance was reflected in the mirror, to the point I doubted it was really me.
When I first became this body, I never thought deeply about it whenever Dorothy scolded me about how important skincare was.
Only now did I understand why noblewomen were so obsessed with beauty.
Because the reflection in the mirror now looked like a completely different person.
It didn't even seem like she applied the makeup heavily, as Ren said, yet just applying eyeliner and lipstick made me this pretty.
I unintentionally found myself wanting to learn Ren's makeup skills.
But that admiration was short-lived,
"Jaina-nim?"
"...Huh?"
This time, hearing Irene's voice from behind, I turned my head to see Irene, wearing a strange dress and walking gracefully, and Raysha with an embarrassed expression on her face.
The problem, however, was that for some reason, Irene was handing that strange dress to me.
"Ha, haaau... Don't stare like that, it's embarrassing...! T-this is something we wear because Master-nim likes it..."
Raysha said, as if making an excuse, embarrassed by my gaze.
A strange dress.
To be precise, it was an evening dress, but for some reason, it wasn't the evening dress I knew—it was one where all the inner skin was visible.
A see-through evening dress, the purpose of wearing which was questionable since everything would be visible anyway.
And Irene was also wearing such an outfit, and the dress she was handing to me was of the same kind.
Irene brushed her softly braided hair, which was flowing over her shoulder, and spoke.
"I'm worried that Jaina-nim will monopolize Master-nim's love once she wears this, she'll be so beautiful."
Irene clearly said it teasingly, but Raysha actually started shaking her head vigorously as if she were having a fit, worried it might be true.
"Ah, nooo...! I won't allow a monopoly...!"
Then, suddenly, Raysha looked at me as if I were a rival.
"...Eek! I, I can't win...?"
She glanced at my face, chest, stomach, and pelvis in order and began despairing on her own.
"Hey, don't worry. I'm leaving this place in two weeks anyway. And I don't like your master."
"Jaina-nim, the child...-"
"Ah, no. I'll at least act, so don't worry."
Only after I said that did Irene, who had been smiling happily, approach me, give me a slight hug, and stroke my head as if praising me.
-Swish swish
"Hoho, thank you?"
'...Hmm.'
It felt a bit like I was being treated like a child, but it was just warm and nice, so I didn't voice it.
With their help to change clothes, I also ended up wearing an evening dress and was moved to Bloodius's bedroom.
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"Jaina-nim, you can do it, right?"
"Ha, haa..."
Hearing the lines Irene told me, my mind momentarily spun.
Even if it was just acting, the words were so shameful they felt like they were chipping away at my mental strength.
Do I really have to do this?
Just as I was about to politely refuse and tell Irene I couldn't do it, even now,
-Creeeak.
"Master-nim! We're here...!"
Raysha, who reminded me of a tail-wagging puppy, had already flung the door open with all her might.
"...Eek."
As I averted my gaze from Bloodius's intense stare, Irene whispered softly '...Fighting!' while tightly clenching both fists.
'...It's just acting anyway.'
I hypnotized myself with countless internal voices.
As Irene said, this was a lie without any genuine feeling.
"...Gee, m-my, my pussy... I came to get my pussy pounded..."
"Oh my."
"Keuk."
Irene covered her mouth as if surprised, and Bloodius let out a soft laugh.
'Y-you told me to say it...!'
I shot a resentful glare at Irene, who was acting like she didn't know I'd say such a thing, but she just grinned brightly and grabbed my hand.
Then she suddenly started pulling me, and before I knew it, she passed Bloodius, pulled me onto the bed, and lay down with me.
-Thud.
"Kyaak?!"
A position as if I were pinning Irene down.
But in reality, even when I tried to get off Irene, I couldn't move due to her strong arm strength.
"Ooh, Jaina-nim said she likes doggy style, right?"
"T-that can't be... ah."
Come to think of it, when I was forcibly penetrated by Bloodius earlier, all the maids were watching.
They must have heard what Bloodius said, of course.
It's slander, of course.
I never said I liked such a shameful position, nor did I ever feel like I did.
While I was thinking that, Irene's hand began slowly creeping up my body.
And finally,
"Yap, gotcha❤️."
"...Hmm?"
Irene, now in a position holding me tightly, slowly moved her palms down and grabbed both my buttocks, pulling them apart.
-...Squeeeak.
"...Hic?!"
As my buttocks were spread open by Irene's hands, the holes in the back became completely visible.
Of course, Bloodius was behind me.
"Ta-da, Master-nim. Since our Jaina-nim says she likes doggy style, shouldn't we live up to her expectations~?"
"W-wait...! I never said I liked that position...- Ueup?!!"
"Chuup. Haup."
The moment I tried to refute, Irene pressed her lips against mine.
Then, immediately, her tongue entered between my lips and began its invasion.
"Chuuup, hubup."
"Ubbup, bup! Heup?!"
Like a mouse facing a snake, the moment my body shrank back from Irene's sharp gaze-
-Plunge!
"Haaauuuk?!!"
Bloodius's penis pierced deep into my pussy in an instant, all the way to my tightly closed womb.