The following day Marlin was completely anxious, more so than normal.
Working as a servant in Castle Dimitrescu was nothing short of anxious on a daily basis. The constant threat of having his head or balls cut off was prevalent every time he came near the Tall Lady. In the five years he had been there he had managed to keep his head down, following every order he was given. When he did that, aside from the occasional scolding and daily name calling he was mostly left in one piece, able to live another day. The fear of death was certainly in the air but not as prevalent as in the beginning.
But now. Fear was everything that occupied his mind after what happened yesterday.
He had been intimate, sort off. But not just that he had been intimate with the matriarch's oldest daughter!
While his old friends would have congratulated him on this encounter in his old life, nobody was going to congratulate him now. In fact it was off the upmost important that nobody ever knew that this had occurred. If this where to come out, then his servitude was over, as well as his life.
At the beginning of his "stay" it was made very clear that if he ever so much as raised a finger at the three sisters, unimaginable suffering would be the result. Lady Dimitrescu was many things but she was not one to exaggerate things, especially when it came to ordering her servants around. What had happened between him and Bela could never be revealed to anyone.
He didn't think Bela would tell, she had made it clear that she too would put him through unimaginable suffering if he told anyone, not that he was planning too. The question just remained on why she did what she had done.
She had treated his wounds, jacked him off and above all that even kissed him. The how and why escaped him and she hadn't even given a reason as to why. She claimed it was a "reward" for his years of surface. But that was hard to believe considering in those said five years Bela wasted no opportunity alongside her malicious sisters to torment him at every turn, so why the sudden "reward" after years of continued suffering. It absolutely made no sense.
Pushing the thoughts into the bag of his mind, he entered Lady Dimitrescu's personal chambers as requested by her. There she said in front of her immensely tall mirror.
"You called my lady?" Marlin said as politely as possible.
"Yes manslave," she said without much emotion "my daughters rooms need cleaning again, I expect you will take care of all of that."
Just keep calm, she doesn't know anything, he silently hoped and begged.
"Of course Lady Dimitrescu I will start at once" he said as he proceeded to turn around only to be stopped in his tracks by the Tall Lady saying "hold on one moment."
He turned back as the inhumanly tall pale woman stood up, towering over almost anything in the room and most certainly him. His mind was racing and he felt like his legs where going to give out from stress and fear. The anxiety got to him.
Shit I'm so dead.
"You where late yesterday with my wine, what occurred to make you wait so long to bring it to me?" she asked folding her arms. He couldn't lie his way out of this, this woman had lived long enough to see the signs of dishonesty. He gulped.
"Well Lady Dimitrescu, you see…," he started running his hand through his long blonde and uncut hair "your daughters stopped me requiring a taste of my blood and that is why I was held up, I sincerely apologize for the inconvenience."
It wasn't a lie, that had in fact happened, Marlin just chose to omit the part about her oldest daughter pleasuring him in her room.
The Lady looked at him, a basically emotionless expression on her pale face, so if she was angry she was hiding it very well. "Very well then manslave, at least you know your place here. Now move it and get to work."
Marlin nodded and silently left the room, mentally sighing in relief as he went through the doors. That was a close one, he thought.
He proceeded up the stairs to the first room, which was the fated room from yesterday. Bela's room. He really did not want to go in there again, he was petrified if she was there. She hadn't spoken to him after what had happened yesterday, for her part he was sure she wouldn't tell her mother, because if she had she would have already done so and sealed his fate that very afternoon.
Despite that all however, Marlin couldn't help but think about how good it felt when she did what she did. How wrong it may have been for him to enjoy it, but this pleasure was the first good thing he felt in five years, a temporary release from the hell he had been trapped. A release provided by one of the woman keeping him prisoner here.
The act itself, so forbidden yet so enticing as well. Is that why she did it? Was she enamored with the idea of doing forbidden acts with her servant? Was this part of a giant blackmail scheme?
It was unclear to Marlin what she was going to do? But he couldn't avoid her really? She would find him more often than he found her after all.
He knocked on her door nervously "Miss Bela, your mother has instructed me to clear your room. Are you in there?'
No response.
Usually no response meant the room was vacant, when tasked with cleaning the rooms the Lady had given him permission to enter them, but only then and only to clean and do nothing else.
He slowly creaked the door open and turned on the light switch left of him to brighten the room.
The sight before him made him drop his bucket of water and mop in response. There Bela was laying on her bed, naked as the day she was born, her black dress and cloak on the floor and her fingers in between her womanhood, softly moaning.
Marlin had no time to respond as Bela noticed the light turning on and turned to look at him with a shocked, embarrassed and angry expression.
"I'm so sorry miss Bela I had no idea you where…." He said before turning around and trying to run only to have his escape blocked by a swarm of brown flies appearing before him. They overwhelmed him as he tried to make his escape but it was futile as he forced back into the room as he tripped and hit the hard floor, the door closing behind with a thud.
The swarm materialized above him as the naked form of Bela appeared on top of him, her sickle in her hands and at his throat.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!" she yelled in anger, her eyes burning at him.
Marlin tried to respond but could not make out the words. To overwhelmed by the scare and sight of Bela's pale naked body before him grabbing his attention. Her smooth legs, toned midriff and bare breasts enticing him.
"WHERE YOU WATCHING ME?!"
"No…clean…here…vacant…I didn't mean…." Marlin mumbled as the cold steel of her sickle was pressing against his neck. He tried to focus, tried to make a cohesive sentence but everything was too much for him. Tears began to stream down his face uncontrollably.
Bela looked at him in surprise as he began to cry. Normally she loved making a man cry but this time, all she felt was pity for this pitiful manservant. She pulled the sickle away from his face and put it beside her on the floor.
"How much did you see?" she asked, a softer voice now, her anger partially subsided.
Marlin snickered as the tears where still streaming down him. He needed to explain it was an accident, he didn't mean to walk in on her in this….well this state. "I was tasked to clean," he mumbled out "I didn't know…I didn't mean too…..I'm sorry."
He snickered in a somber tone as the tears continued to stream down his cheeks. Bela looked at him curiously, not angrily like just seconds before but just….he couldn't describe the look she was giving him.
It felt like minutes past as she was still on top of him as he was laying on the hard wooden floor, she was still completely naked but he tried very hard not to stare. He didn't want to make the situation even worse than it already was.
Eventually Bela raised her hand and softly wiped the tears away from Marlin's cheeks. "You poor manslave, I didn't know you where this sensitive" she cooed softly at him.
Marlin was floored that she didn't slice his throat with her sickle that instant. It was like all anger in her had been burned away as she wiped the tears from his face.
"You walked in on me. That was very inappropriate don't you think manslave?," she asked almost mockingly while placing her hand on the side of his face "I know mother wouldn't be pleased if she knew that you did this. Would you like to make it up to me?"
Marlin looked up and responded "yes anything miss Bela, just please don't tell your mother."
Bela flashed her usual wicked smile at him "anything?" she asked and Marlin nodded in response. He took time now to admire the naked figure on top of him, her long blonde hair as wild and unkempt as ever, the symbol on her forehead was prevalent as was the red pendant she always wore, she had removed her necklace though. Her breasts where not particularly big but they were full. Her midriff was toned and pale as the rest of her body and her womanhood was shaved and glistered with wetness.
"You better be good with that mouth manslave" she said. And with no time to respond on his behalf, Marlin felt Bela move further on top of him before smothering his face with her womanhood.
"Lick it, please me and you better do it good" she demanded of him.
Marlin was once again overwhelmed not just by a feeling of shock and surprise but by Bela's wet womanhood suddenly placed over his face. He hesitated shortly about doing this but remembered her words and directions clearly. Please her or she will tell her mother, which in other words meant: please her or death.
Keeping those words in mind Marlin wasted no time in starting to lick Bela's pussy, causing her to moan as he did. Though he didn't really have much experience in regards to this kind of foreplay he tried his best to please her as best as possible, his very life was on the line here after all.
"Ugh….oh yes…." Bela moaned as she felt his tongue penetrate her womanhood. She indulged in the feeling of making him submit to her, she loved how easy she could make him do anything, although she hadn't planned this she was loving it. Her and her sisters often joked about having a male servant please them and then ratting him out to mother, who would then proceed to inflict unspeakable torture on them for "defiling" her daughters.
She was sure the same fate awaited Marlin if she stepped to her mother about this. But right now she wasn't planning to do that, because this felt soooo good.
She moaned louder as Marlin's tongue found her clit and lapped over it multiple times, her hand flew to the top of his head, pulling at his hair. "Right there! Yes! Please me manslave!" she almost yelled as the pleasure became intense.
Marlin on his end tried his best to find the right spot of her womanhood to ensure she got the most out of this experience. It felt…oddly satisfying to him. He shouldn't be enjoying this, he should feel ashamed about what he was doing, even if she basically demanded it from him. His tongue lapped over her clit, his hands where on her hips and he licked and sucked as if his life depended on it. Which honestly, it did.
"AAAAHHH!" Bela yelled as a thundering orgasm overwhelmed her and she let loose, her juices flowing all over Marlin's face as he tried his best to keep breathing as Bela's weight on his face became too much. Bela's eyes went white from the pleasure as she let it all go on her servant's face. As her orgasm subsided she looked down to see Marlin struggling to breath with her weight on top of him. She grinned and stepped off him.
Marlin immediately took in a big breath, his face covered with Bela's juices. His mind wasn't racing as before, a certain calm set in as he laid there on the floor with Bela looking at him with a satisfied grin and a fire in her eyes.
He took a look at her "I hope you are pleased miss Bela" he said.
No response from Bela, instead she quickly dissolved into her swarm of flies. Marlin gasped in panic. Where did she go? What was she going to do?
Was she going to tell her mother after all?
He was trying to get up only to be pushed down by the swarm as Bela materialized in between his legs and literally ripped his pants off of him. The torn fabric flung across the room in what seemed like slow motion. Marlin could be barely keep up with what happened as Bela fished his now erect cock out of his boxers.
"Miss Bela what are….YOU!" Marlin reeled his head back as Bela inserted his manhood in her mouth and started sucking viciously.
The manservant's head fell backwards on the floor as an intense wave of pleasure washed over him. The oldest sister was roughly sucking him off, grinding her teeth against his length, her tongue lapping over the exposed head of his cock with great intensity. Marlin could barely think, he could only moan, his hands plastered on the ground as Bela was blowing him.
He heard her gargling moans as she sucked him off. It was intense, the pleasure was overwhelming. She was intense in her blowjob, sucking him off for dear life. She wanted it badly, it was even overwhelming her own senses, she needed it and she needed it badly.
"F….fuuuucccckk" Marlin moaned out as continued blowing him. She never once stopped, never once came up for air she just continued with what she was doing. He felt his orgasm coming up, he needed to warn her, he needed to tell her. But no words could leave his mouth as she continued, it felt too good, it was wrong but it felt so good.
However not long after nature took its course.
Marlin moaned intensely as his orgasm washed over him and he shot his load straight down Bela's throat. She didn't pull back, she didn't even spit. She just took it, she was glowing as she swallowed everything he gave her. It was like it was intoxicating her, she just slurped it all in before removing herself from his manhood as it began to grow flaccid.
As the feeling of his orgasm died down, Marlin began to look up at Bela, a small drop of semen plastered on her chin. She was glowing with satisfaction, smiling deeply, her eyes lit up with a happiness Marlin had never seen before. It was like she was tipsy or intoxicated to some extent, not a care in the world.
She slowly crawled over on top of Marlin and pinned his hands down. Looking at him, grinning but still glowing with satisfaction and genuine pleasure.
"Miss Bela?" Marlin wanted to ask what was going on but barely had a chance too as Bela crashed her lips onto his in a heated kiss. As if on instinct Marlin responded by returning it, her lips where dry but quickly moistened by his. What was this feeling?
Bela ended the kiss first and looked at him with intensity.
"What is it with you? What kind of man are you?," she wondered out loud to him "your bleed, your semen, your taste. Why is it so good? Why do you taste so delightfully? Unlike any man who has ever been here."
Marlin couldn't respond. He knew his blood was different because the sisters couldn't get enough of it, but he never thought about why. And now Bela had willingly sucked his off to find the same taste as he came. What was the meaning of this?
Why did it have this effect on her?
Marlin just said "I do not know Miss Bela, I cannot answer that question" in response Bela just started to kiss him again, not as roughly as before. But softly, gently, as if she was trying to make his worries go away.