Warning: This story has mature content, a lot of lemon and smut, violence and swearing, recommended for +18 unless you are a rebel that can handle this sort of thing.

Ciel x Reader: Be my submissive

Prologue

You smiled to yourself as you walked down the streets of London. You were currently looking through the paper as you walked to your destination. You turned the page before your eyes widened at the headline.

Young Earl becomes England's newest billionaire!

Ciel Phantomhive collects over one billion pounds after the Funtom Company gains over five billion pounds after an expansion all over the globe and a huge raise in popularity. The young Earl commented that he was very grateful that he had gained all of this money but he was still considering what to do with it after…

You put down the paper quickly losing interest in the article because you had read enough. You knew the Earl to be, quote on quote 'A very obnoxious and anti-social brat with no sympathy for others'. You knew that your Auntie had met the young Earl a few years ago and found him to be stoic and highly unpleasant. After this you made a mental note to avoid the young Earl and to stay as far from him as possible.

You pushed some hair behind your ear as you opened the door to your house.

"Hello Thomas…" You said as you walked into the kitchen. Thomas was your adopted little brother and he was 6 years old. Even though you called him by his nickname 'Thomas Thomas' his real name was Lee Thomas.

"Hi _!" He said happily as he ran into your arms. You both hugged for a while before you let go.

"Did you get the job?" He asked with a smile. You smiled sadly and shook you head, he gave you a sympathetic look.

"It's ok _, I'm sure you'll find someone to take you in as a maid!" He said with a smile. This was one of the reasons you loved your brother to pieces, he was always so positive even in the most negative of situations, he was your candle in the dark.

"Don't worry, even if I got the job we wouldn't be any better off, the guy who I was going to serve was a pervert and he looked like a pig!" You said as you tickled him under his arms. He laughed a squealed as you both started a tickle war.

After all of that fun you both stopped trying to catch your breath.

"How's mom?" You asked, his smile faltered a bit.

"She's still in bed, she's had leg cramps and she's been vomiting all day…" He said sadly. Your smile dropped, your mom had been ill for the past few weeks. You weren't 100% sure what was wrong with her but you had a gut feeling that she may have had Cholera. You were too poor to pay for a doctor so that was one of the reasons why you were so desperate for a job. The other reasons were: schooling for Lee, money to play the rent, money for better food and nicer furniture. You would have suggested a better house along with some middle class luxury but you knew that, that was just wishful thinking. Some people are born to be rich, some are born to be fine and some were born to be poor, that was just how the world worked.

You solemnly nodded your head as you hugged him again.

"Don't worry, she'll get better…" He reassured you with a small smile. You couldn't help but smile back at him as you nodded your head, you had to stay positive because soon you would get a job and be able to afford a doctor. You kissed his forehead

"I'm going to see mom, dinner will be ready in half an hour." You said as you began to walk away. You heard him say a small 'Ok' as he ran off to his room.

You walked up the stairs as you made your way to your mother's room. You peeked inside to see your mother sleeping soundly on the bed. You softly sighed as you walked over to the table. You removed the non-eaten bread roll off the table as your yes fell on a headline in another newspaper.

Earl Ciel Phantomhive looking for maid to work in manor!

Your eyes widened at this

'The Earl is really making the headlines this week, huh?' You thought as you saw this as an opportunity. You really wanted to be a maid if anything, you didn't like the idea of ending up working by some steamy industrial machines in the middle of London. You picked up the newspaper and read the article. It stated that you would get shelter, food and a penny every week. One whole penny, you could not pass up something like this, it was kind of a good deal.

You then stopped, how many girls would be going for this job? I mean, the Earl was in fact the queen's guard dog and had just recently become a billionaire, so it is only logic that there would be many woman going for this job, and for one whole penny. You shook of the negative thought of having a 1/100 chance of getting a job.

"I guess it's worth a shot…" You said as you walked out of your mother's room with the newspaper in your hand.