Chapter 2: New Maid (1)
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Keeping it vanilla to start
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Lounging on my bed, I sighed as I glanced towards the tall glass windows framed by dark wood, grimacing slightly as the light of early dawn filtered past my curtains and entered my eyes.
I had just woken up, and currently I was allowing my mind to slowly accept the fact that, yes, I was awake, and that I needed to remain awake.
A battle I had problems winning, but currently...
Looking down, I sighed as my lower body continued to remain warm, my eyes falling on the reason why.
Poking a large tent under my cream negligee was my erect cock, the seven inches of hardened morning wood growing rather uncomfortable as I stood up.
Moving towards my mirror, I pursed my plump lips as I stared at my reflection, taking in my disheveled appearance.
Pale white skin that was silky smooth, long, flowing golden locks, dazzlingly green eyes and rounded features.
I wasn't the prettiest girl in my Noble Circle, but that was alright with me.
Neither gorgeous nor ugly, I blended in well under the Duchess' umbrella, just one of the various flowers that followed her around at any social function.
As a future Countess for a merchant family, I was little more than my Lady's piggybank, but I played my role rather well, managing my family's business and finances alongside my mother, while my father gathered good will from the various other Nobles and Merchants, keeping us in everyones good graces.
Living a comfortable life was all I wanted, and the better I performed as my Lady's piggybank, the easier it became as she rose in power and influence.
Besides, few remembered that I was even amongst my Lady's followers, so to me that was a win.
Sighing again though, I glanced down at my throbbing cock as it made itself known once more, and I plopped back down on my bed.
Removing the negligee, I allowed the cool morning air to kiss my smooth, supple skin, my slightly perky breasts revealing their hardened nubs as I reached lower, moaning quietly as my fingers wrapped around my shaft.
I had begun to make this routine years ago, when my body had begun to mature, and now I needed to get myself off at least once before beginning my day, lest I find myself distracted.
Stroking every inch of my erect cock, I moaned again as I sped up, my free hand reaching up and groping my handful of a breast as I began to twist my nipple, enjoying the slightly pain that coursed through my body at that.
My moans became more frequent as my hand was lubed up by the precum oozing from my tip, before I eventually grunted as I shot off a few ropes of cum, splattering the floor with my seed.
My hand continued to move as I finished off my orgasm, and I steadied my breathing before getting up, looking down towards the mess I had made.
"If only I had someone to take my cum instead of the floor... hah..."
Shaking my head, I waved my hand and allowed my mana to clean up the semen, before turning and approaching my wardrobe.
Picking out an outfit, I dressed myself, idly thinking about the fact that none of my acquaintances ever dressed themselves as I made my way out towards the dining hall.
I could have had a maid earlier, but I was a rather stubborn girl, wanting to be self sufficient an disciplined, unreliant on others.
That made me a little odd amongst my peers, but everyone had their quirks.
Stifling a yawn once again, I entered the luxurious dining hall and joined my father and mother at the table, waiting for the servants to place the platters down.
"Yvana, you're up later than normal? Sleep alright?"
Smiling warmly at me was my mother, her equally golden hair pulled into a tight bun, while her emerald eyes were filled with love as she stared at me.
"I had to remain up for a while longer last night, mother. Some reports need desperate adjustments..."
Nodding, she took a sip of her orange tea, her movements graceful and quiet.
"Well dear, I do hate to say it, but perhaps its time we brought in a maid for you? Someone to help shoulder some of the more menial tasks that take up your time? That would increase your efficiency slightly, Yvana."
"Your mother is right, Yvana. Besides, it's expected of a Noble to have a trustworthy servant at their side! I know quite a few retired soldiers and guards who would love an opportunity to work under me again, so just say the word!"
My father was a tall, fit man with blonde hair as well, but he had strikingly warm red eyes, while his skin was a tad darker than mothers and my own.
Additionally, he had a small scar that ran just under his lip, which somehow only accentuated his refined handsomeness; to the point that some Ladies still asked him to court them, even though my mother has him firmly in her clutches.
Smiling at them both, I nodded as I said "I think I should back down on being stubborn, just this once. Father, could I have the files on all the women you wish to recruit? I'll make the decision later today, if possible. After all, Duchess Alkolana is hosting a party later this week, and I believe I will be needing some assistance..."
My mother clapper her hands together, a wide smile on her gorgeous features, while my father gave me a nod, a soft smile tugging at his lips.
Breakfast went without much issue that morning, and by noon my father had piled the files of his former mercenary acquaintances on my desk.
Alongside my mother, I sifted through the various files and found a few that suited my needs.
I needed a smart, quiet, capable woman to become my maid, and I also preferred those without families or relatives.
Just a precaution I had come to prefer over the years, as those with close familial ties as servants tend to be the easiest to threaten.
I didn't want to worry about betrayal, and I had narrowed down my list to three choices.
Ayika Fergan, former Paladin of Flames and devout worshipper of Flamaka, God of Heat.
A strong, capable woman, she had been tutored under the Grand Church of the Elements from a young age, and she had been raised by said church as an orphan.
Reliable warrior, smart, and used to Nobility; Ayika was a strong choice.
Serena Vanguin, former scout and map maker for fathers mercenaries.
Quiet and reserved, Serena preferred to observe before acting, and she put her keen mind to work as she learned whatever was necessary for her jobs.
Her abilities to remain undetected and quiet would be useful, and she was deadly with her daggers.
Finally, there was Carlana Ulystrun, a rather shy Nature Magician who required funds for her research.
A timid, yet rather determined woman, Carlana did her job perfectly whenever she was asked, and she preferred to be left alone when possible.
Good with numbers and perfect with spells, she was a rather intelligent woman that could provide many benefits going forwards, but she was also rather hard to predict in social settings...
Each had pros and cons, and my mother and I spoke extensively about each of them before coming to an agreement.
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