My HET OTP: Sebastian x Mey-Rin. If not for the UST, or maybe there really is something going on with the butler and maid... it's for at least Sebastian's unflappable kindness and patience he has for all the Phantomhive servants, especially the one he probably has to do the most cleaning up after.

Chapter 1 - Wednesday afternoon...

His perfect suit laid over the chair at the end of the bed. He had made sure each article was perfectly pressed, his gloves on top, and his body presentable to the task at hand. He lifted his red eyes to her where he sat at the edge of the bed, and smiled slowly as she slipped her dress off. It floated to the floor and he stared at the body of a woman who had sighed his name many times in previous meetings.

"I will have to make sure that this time your punishment sticks," he said, fluidly standing. "I am disappointed that you did it again."

"Yes, Mister Sebastian," Mey-Rin said, her voice now clear and normal sounding. Her brown eyes flashed as she took in his naked body and rested back into a steady gaze, her keen eyesight no longer impaired by the heavy framed, milky coated glasses. "I'd say I am sorry, but," she shrugged, slipping into the role of being the minx she was. She placed a hand on his chest and slithered her very feminine body closer to his.

"Mey-Rin," Sebastian said curtly. He placed his hands on her shoulders and huffed. "This was a vase from the young masters mothers' side. It can not be replaced."

"I am sorry Mister Sebastian, I am!" she breathed, slowly sinking to her knees and placing her small hands on his thighs, staring and licking her lips at the thought of taking his cock into her mouth. "Please, punish me."

Sebastian thrusted into her mouth and slide effortlessly down the assassins throat. He closed his eyes and let the tongue of the maid dance on his penis, hard and full of demonic need.

"It was irreplaceable," he muttered, his black fingers intertwining in her red hair.

Her eyes went round as she felt him stiffen and explode into her mouth; he rarely let her taste his devilish seed. Sebastian's cock slipped out with a lewd pop and he effortlessly lifted his favorite maid off her knees and on to the bed. He smiled at her as he pulled the chains off the wall and shackled them on her wrists, kissing down her body and capturing her legs, and doing the same to them. Leaping effortlessly on to the bed, he crouched over her, palming her large breasts and smirking as she tried to move.

"Extra tight," he explained when she quirked her eyebrow at only being able to move her torso. "I don't care for those seductively long legs and arms wrapped around me as I push myself into you."

"And my seductively well trained tongue, Mister Sebastian," she asked, biting her lip as he left hot marks on her stomach. "You care for me to scream my pleasure, or whisper it in need?"

Sebastian paused, his left hand and fingers almost on her pussy lips. He sat back on his heels, his hand still. He looked as if he was contemplating the question with real thought. "If I permit you to scream, one of the others may hear you. Now that you are without the glasses, I know you vocal powers are increased mightily. However if I ask you to whisper your lewd desires into my ear, you may accidentally loose yourself and I must punish you harder. The riding crop seemed to do the trick last time," he added, now absentmindedly rubbing his thumb over her neither region, making her clench her firsts into the white sheets above her. He cut his eyes back at her and she stilled, the heat in the eyes of the man she had secretly been falling in love with for the past three years now rested on her naked form.

He smiled, teeth angled and sharp. "I will permit one scream. Three whispers. Six sighs of satisfaction. If you exceed this, you will have an instrument of torture in you until this weekend."

Mey-Rin glanced at the cabinet beside his wardrobe, the polished dildos he had punished her with at first sat lined up, from small plug like ones, to ones almost as big as his own demonic cock. Smiled again catching her glance; he had used them before he could not restrain himself and used his own cock.

"W-which one," she squeaked.

Leaning down, Sebastian whispered, "Depends on how you break the rules of your punishment."

Mey-Rin sighed as she felt his long fingers finally glide over her lips, anticipation already wetting them.

"Mmm, one down."

Mey-Rin snapped her eyes to look at his, her perfected eye sight taking in his red iris' and snarl. "I can talk, yes?"

"Yes, you are permitted to talk to me." He slipped another finger into her and nodded as she only closed her eyes. "Oh my, so wet - playing with the boys are we?"

She snarled a no at him and tried to yank her arm, but it was strongly shackled above her.

"If I didn't know better, I would say you were leaking before I found the vase smashed. Perhaps you needed this punishment and decided to get in trouble."

"Oh no," she whispered as he bit her right nipple.

"One down."

Mey-Rin settled her breathing, thinking about scoping the man who had taken her fascination with him to another level, almost inviting her to his chambers, openly teasing her, and making small advances towards her. Until she said she loved him when she thought she was alone in the storage room, fingering herself to cumming at the thought of his hands doing it to her.

She bit her lip, not letting any sound escape as Sebastian shifted between her legs, open wide and now openly dripping. She watched him as his steady gaze met hers and he dipped his cock head into her a little and pulled back. She raised her chin up in defiance; if he wanted to put one of the dildos into her for three days, he would have to work for it. The last time she had one of the smaller shiny objects strapped to her, buried deep into her cunt for a few hours, almost cumming with every step she took, before he came into her room and swiftly took her with his stiffened cock instead. Imagining one of the larger ones, or the same one in her for more than a few hours - "Oh, yes!" she muttered.

"A whisper my love?" the demon asked, his hot breath and sudden quick thrust into her making her lick her lips and cry out.

"Take it as you will, just please, Mister Sebastian, don't stop."

He grinned at her formal address even now when they were naked, his cock almost all in her, and her very limbs spread out like a waiting meal he was gladly serving himself. His cock slipped deeper, and he pulled back, teasing the maid.

"I have a feeling you will not stop breaking things, thus making this punishment pointless," he sighed. Pulling out he made to get off the bed.

"NO - no, please, I need to be punished for every infraction!" Mey-Rin said. She clamped her mouth shut as he turned and smiled.

"And no more screaming."

"But that was not in pleasure," she said, trying to calm her voice and body, reasoning with him. Sebastian looked over the beautifully built maid, imagining she would be crossing her arms over her chest and shooting him with the laser sharp eyes she burned his way now.

"I never said it had to be in pleasure."

"Sebastian," she said.

He quirked an eyebrow and climbed back on the bed. "I taught you to call me differently. Do I have to already punish you before my satisfaction?"

"No, Mister Sebastian," she whispered.

"Give me only five more sighs and I will not punish you harshly. A night in the dungeon, taking me mercilessly will be all that will be left." He leaned back to where he was, inserting himself back into her luscious folds. "And that will not be done tonight. I want you to anticipate that moment - fingering yourself in wonder as I look at you, teasing you with my light touches, my skin touching yours as we pass."

"Oh, fuck," she sighed, as she came on his now fully impaled cock deep in her.

"Four."

Sebastian looked down at the writhing maid. He had hand-selected her for protecting the Manor, rescuing her from a sure firing squad after she had been taken into custody for assassinating one of the House of Common Lords. He huffed as he sped up into the beautiful red haired woman. He would never have believed her body would be so subtle to his touch and she so willing to bend to it, making it easy to slip his fingers into her body a few months ago as she slept, moaning his name a little too loudly. Of course he had to slip his fingers into her mouth to muffle her screams of satisfaction.

"Mmmm…"

"Three."

The orgasm from the frailer body satisfied him and he slowed, pulling back and slamming in, closing his eyes and letting the need of release wash over his perfect body.

Her hands balled into fists and she bit her lip, breaking skin as she tried to muffle her intense orgasm which had Sebastian slamming faster into her body then he had before. His intense need for the body below him, making him wrap his arms around her and thrusted into her.

"Say my name."

She shook her head, trying to hold back from voicing any pleasure.

"You can say my name, Rey-Min."

She shook her head again, this time looking him in the eye.

He sat up and pulled her hips back toward his, making her breasts jiggle. "Fuck, say my name!"

"Sebastian!"

"Ah yes, my love," he whispered, finishing deep inside, washing her womb with his seed. He enjoyed her calling out to him as much as he enjoyed teasing the young master with his disappearances, causing his master to almost panic and call him.

"Mister Sebastian," she panted. "You made me do that."

"You could have sighed my name, my dear. You had two more."

She rolled her eyes and bit the inside of her cheek, flushed form their activity and his tricks. "I hate you," she said coolly.

"You love what I do to you."

She looked away for a moment, where her clothes lay on the ground in a heap. "I don't deny that. I have two more sighs," she snapped, looking at him. "Fucking bastard."

"Most likely true; I do not know who my father was," he said, smiling and leaning slowly down. He rested his lips on hers and looked deep into her eyes. He smiled as the brown eyes fluttered and he was given her lips as well. He slipped his tongue in and took her mouth, tasting his cock and cum on her teeth. He swirled his tongue, cleaning her.

She sighed.

"One more."

"Ah fuck you, Sebastian," she said, pulling her face back and turning her head away from the man she wanted to call her lover, but knew that no lover would torture her like he did. But she also loved that he did that only to her. When the others failed his high expectations, they got verbal lashings, and she got his hardened cock slipped into her body. In fact it was after her vivid dream of Sebastian using his hands to please her. She licked her lips and closed her eyes, feeling his cool skin still on hers around her breasts. It felt so good as he now kissed down the valley between her breasts and licked - "Oh god!" she moaned, his lips capturing her nipple and his fingers back in her vagina.

"Mine," he breathed hotly as he pulled off her nipple and whispered into her ear. "I will admit I made sure to win this punishment. I have so waited a long time to give you this one."

He finished sawing his fingers out of her, holding her defiant gaze as he did so. He did love how calmly she took him when he asked her to strip down to her bare ass, and present it to him. Letting the crop fall on her cheeks and running to her room, tears down her face, but soon fingering herself with the memory. He had stood outside her room, listening, and jerking himself off. The perfect demon butler, fucking to the imagination of an enhanced human maid. She orgasmed and squeezed her eyes shut as she gushed around his fingers.

"Taste," he breathed, bringing his soiled fingers back to his maids' mouth. Obediently she opened and clamped her lips around his fingers, drawing off every ounce of her own juice from his offered fingers.

"Mmm," she said, as he drew them back out slowly. She twisted her body towards his skin, hoping for more touches.

"I wonder what you can handle for three days, crammed into your tight hole, only wanting to open for me," he muttered, getting off the bed. He fluidly walked to the cabinet and examined each device he had. "My collection is rather extensive," he said, trailing his fingers over the lacquered dildos. "Some are so old that the ones I used it on could be your great-great-great-great-grandparents. These can be used in women, up their weeping cunts, like yours, or up the ass, a wonderful way to torture those who wish not to have themselves evasively altered."

"And the large cock dildo is not evasive?" Mey-Rin breathed, watching him with her eagle eyes.

"You never said so," he responded, his own large cock now resting on his thigh, almost tingling with the anticipation of merely continuing to use his own pleasure as her punishment.

Mey-Rin rolled her eyes. "I don't think yours is, Mister Sebastian."

Sebastian picked up the slightly smaller than his own cock dildo and rubbed his hand over it. "So you wish to have this up your cunt, making you feel everything you feel with me?"

"Please, no, Mister Sebastian. That will make me not be able to take your cock any longer."

Sebastian let a slow smile grace his lips. "You wish to give me pleasure."

"Yes, while you inflict my needed punishment. I must learn to overcome my limitations."

"Perhaps you are right," he breathed, placing the dildo on her leg and slowly drag it up toward her slit. "Perhaps this would make my pleasure less."

He soon had another one in his hand, a smaller one, long and thin, and with a chain on the end of it. "This one is from China. About 200 years old. They were naughty people, inventing sex toys and instruments of sexual torture. The books on sex were all the rage and they cultivated the ability to last for hours and satisfy hundreds of women with a single thrust each." He brought it over and sat beside her, studying he object with his knowledgeable eyes, and flickering his gaze towards her. "Are you arms and legs not tired?"

"Are you not going to tell me about that one?"

He smirked and dragged it down her arm and across her lips. "This one is special because it is meant to be attached to a weight. This part," he dragged the long part across her breasts, "goes up the vagina, deep inside, and then you attach a weight. It tries to pull out, but it helps the woman learn to build their muscles inside, thus gripping a man's cock like a viper when he is inside her."

With quick fingers he shoved it inside her and grinned as she bucked. "This will satisfy us both, Mey-Rin. It teaches you supreme control over your muscles, which will allow you to continue to pleasure my cock when I am deep inside you, and it also serves as a punishment because as you do your chores, this weight," he tugged at the chain, pulling the plug out slightly, "will cause you to concentrate on keeping it in."

Mey-Rin bit her lip as he pushed it back in and let his fingers dance over her folds, causing only the chain to be visible. "This is part of your punishment for today's damage."

"And I will bear it for the next three days."

He leaned over her and undid her arm shackles, ginning wickedly. "And I will be in your room at night making sure you keep it in." He brought her arms down and rubbed the blood back into her hands. He kissed her and undid her legs as well. "Care to stand so I can put the weight on?"

Mey-Rin placed her feet on the ground next to where Sebastian sat, she used his shoulders to help her stand after being shackled for almost two hours. "Please Mister Sebastian, complete my punishment."

Sebastian captured her lips, kissing her deeply as he hung a weight from the chain. Mey-Rin had to squeeze her muscles quickly as the weight threatened to slip her dildo out.

He rubbed a thumb over her cheek and smiled down at the maid as he stood. "I endlessly wish for the day I can lay in you and not have to do so as a punishment to your clumsiness."

Mey-Rin captured his finger as it passed over her lip and sucked his thumb, looking at him with open lust, the look she had her glasses always hide when she wore them down below Sebastian's bedroom. She pushed her tongue over it, imitating how she took his cock earlier.

"Oh my, you are a hungry maid," he breathed.

She sighed and bit on his thumb, causing him to arch his eyebrow once more. "I should fuck that mouth once more."

She licked him and nodded.

"Ah, for another day, I am afraid." He turned and effortlessly began to replace his clothes. "Do get dressed my dear. Your naked body is for my delightful eyes only."

He replaced her glasses and guided her to the clothes she had worn. He helped her step back into her undergarments, letting the weight swing between her legs.

"May I have my underwear, Mister Sebastian?" she asked, her high pitched, nasal voice coming back. She hated that the heavy frames made her sound like she was begging while sucking helium.

"No, not for the next few days. You have muscles to train," he said, cupping her face. He kissed her softly and palmed her breasts once more, before putting her shift and corset on. Lastly her black maids' dress went on and he tied her apron on, kissing her neck.

"My dearest please see to setting the table for tonight's meal. Fine china and goblets, if you please."

Mey-Rin groaned; the china was high and she had to climb a ladder. And it was very breakable. She felt as if the weight on the dildo had grown heavier. "And if I fail to complete my task?"

Sebastian snarled and backed her to the far corner of his room. "I will take this out and put the largest one up you so you remember what I want you to do."

"Yes, Mister Sebastian!" Mey-Rin saluted, fear and delight coursing through her body. "I will make sure this device does not come out so I do not fail you."

Sebastian chuckled, cupping her rounded face and pulling it up to face him. "Count yourself lucky I did not do this earlier in the day. You have almost two and half days to keep this deep in you, waiting until I come and maybe take it out sometimes and give you my large cock to test it out." He paced a hand at the apex of her legs. "Would you wish for me to do that?"

"Mmm, very much yes, Mister Sebastian."

"Go, I gave you an order."

Mey-Rin shuttered and nodded. She walked with her thighs squeezed so she did not accidentally let her precious mini-cock slip out and make her punisher, her object of every lewd dream, punish her more. Although, as she took the stairs slowly, she wondered if she wouldn't mind having his cock sized dildo jabbing her every time she walked. She smiled slowly; her cum stained dress would be cause him to punish her even further, giving her the supreme pleasure of his large cock.

She was blissfully ignorant as the others of the Phantomhive Manor wondered why she walked so slowly and with less tremors in her hands. Only Sebastian knew she was training her kegels to be able to grip his cock like the expert she was at taking down anything with her gun, and recently in taking his demon cock all the way into her waiting, drooling, pussy.