The next two weeks where over in a blur. Everything had changed for Marlin.
While the looming fear of death was still a constant factor, he was much worried about it now even with him and Bela's secret affair. True to her word she did not say a word of it to her mother. Mostly because she wanted to keep him all too herself? It was a self-serving motive, but Marlin would be a fool if he didn't expect that from her. All of the Dimitrescu sisters served themselves and their own, as well as their family's needs first and foremost. The fact that they hadn't been discovered was proof of how much Bela wanted and desired him.
It was a weird paradox for Marlin when he thought about it. On one hand he couldn't deny that making love to Bela was an incredible experience, a highlight of whenever it happened, a small gleam in the dark skies that made his current life a bit more bearable. But on the other hand there was the fact that he was basically used as property by Bela, which he technically had been for the entire family but never like this. Never in this intimate of a manner.
Still the situation could be a lot worse.
Bela did start treating him a bit differently. With more affection and care, she was still as demanding and controlling as before, but being with her alone he at least didn't have to worry about excessive torture or him being used as a blood bag at the moment uneasy moments. Her sisters, Cassandra and Daniela on the other hand still pinned him down to drink his blood the moment he so much as set a foot in their direction, Bela did so too, but only to keep up the act as to hide their secret.
He was still treated horribly, he was still less than a person in the eyes of the remaining members of house Dimitrescu. But when he was alone with Bela there was nothing but passion and fire. Yes half the time he was told to lie down and let her do all the work because heaven forbid she would ever allow a man to dominate her in bed. But still it was beautiful. Not just the sex but the feeling of being genuinely wanted and desired. On some level don't we all desire that, that appeared to be the case, even for people as cruel and heartless as the Dimitrescu family.
Today was another of such days.
While cleaning the stairs Bela had walked up to him and whispered for him to come to her room as soon as he was done. He said nothing in response of course, but this was his duty now. When she called, he would answer, as was part of the agreement.
As soon as he was done he made his way to that all familiar room, where many passions had taken place.
He knocked three times, a sign that it was him. He walked in. There she was, completely naked and waiting for him. Everything removed but her red pendant. Her dirty blonde hair was falling across her face as she licked her lips upon seeing him.
He removed his clothes before he joined her on the bed and they started kissing.
This was the usual start of their lovemaking. Bela always tried to initiate everything, the kisses, the touching, the oral sex and finally the main event. She never wanted to be dominated by a man, none of their sisters would, they rather die than ever be submitted to a man. Maybe it was an aspect of times long past. When a patriarchal society was still in charge. Nowadays that didn't exist anymore in the modern world, but within the walls of Castle Dimitrescu time seemed to always sit still, never moving forward, always holding onto the past and the atrocities of it as well.
Soon Marlin was between Bela's legs, licking the folds of her womanhood as Bela held him by his hair, moaning loudly.
The oldest Dimitrescu daughter never knew this could feel this good. She had servants please her before but not like this. Marlin took his time, making an effort to make her feel good. The others where sloppy, scared for their life so they just went everywhere trying to find her clit and just hope the experience was over soon. But Marlin, oh poor sweet Marlin took his time, he didn't start good, being forced to try so by fear and surprise. But given free reign and a small bit of permission on her side, he truly tried his best.
"Fuck! Yes!" Bela cried out as her head fell back on her pillow as Marlin's tongue found her clit and licked it tenderly.
Such a good manslave, my manslave!, Bela thought.
She grabbed a handful of his hair as to make him go deeper. She could hear him gasping for air but nevertheless he persisted. Her moans filled the room as his tongue hit all the right spots.
"Oh ooooohhh!" Bela cried as she came, her juices splattering all over Marlin's face.
Bela's mind drifted off to what felt like heaven. Whether it was him orally pleasing her or when she did it for him, she was filled with so much ecstasy it made her body want more. The man was like a walking aphrodisiac, just being with him, drinking his blood, swallowing his seed, it just made her insides glow up with pleasure she had never felt before. It was more than sex, it was genuine pleasure all over her.
She rode that wave for a few minutes afterwards until it sadly seeped out of her.
Marlin looked at her curiously, a smile plastered on her pale face as she allowed the pleasure to overtake her. Maybe he should try something? Be a bit bold?
No. He shouldn't, it was a miracle that he had been with her multiple times and still wasn't found out so he shouldn't push his luck.
Maybe she would like it, he thought.
No those thoughts shouldn't go through him. Bela was the one in control. She held all the strings, he was that to her. Her lover maybe? But also a puppet on her strings to do as she wished.
She slowly lifted herself up. Giving him a quick look before pushing him down on his back and taking the spot above him. She took his manhood in her hand, preparing to push herself down on him as per usual.
"Wait Miss Bela" Marlin blurted out, quickly covering his mouth.
Bela looked at him curiously, letting go of his manhood. "What is it manslave? You're not gonna ask me to suck your cock now won't you."
"No, No Miss Bela it's just that…." He stopped, unsure on how to phrase this. Bela eyed him curiously, placing her hands on his chest and getting close to his face "yes?" she asked softly but also as demanding as per usual. He was going to answer her.
"Well I was just thinking…maybe we could try a different position" he finally said.
Bela raised an eyebrow at him "another position huh," she said, raising her hand and softly grabbing the manservant's face "so you want to decide what we do now. Is that it Marlin. You want to be in charge now?"
The tone of her voice was one of restrained anger hiding under layers of false sweetness.
"No no no, not at all Miss Bela. It's just that…" she squeezed his face "yes?, what is it Marlin?" she asked looking at him, not so much furious but not exactly happy that he was suggesting trying to decide what they were going to do.
Marlin was gasping for air as Bela held him tightly. Though she eventually let him go and he took in a heap of air.
"You think you're the one in control here manslave!," she said with restrained anger "I'm the one in control, I decide what happens here. So when I tell you to lay down and let me fuck you!, you will do so!."
Marlin looked at her. He didn't know what he could call her expression.
"I wasn't intending to usurp your control in the bedroom Miss Bela…I merely wanted to suggest another position which might feel better" he said.
Bela looked at him with another raised eyebrow.
"What position?" she asked after a few minutes of silence. Marlin grabbed to his sore throat from her tight grip and took in a few breaths while looking at her. "Well," he started "you lay down on your belly with your legs in the air, and I will be on top of you and well…take you from behind. I heard it goes in deeper that way and it feels better."
In an instant her hand was once again around his throat.
"You think I will allow a man on top of me!" she shouted at him, pulling her fingers tightly around his throat. Marlin gasped and looked at her with painfully sad eyes. Silently begging her to let him go, Bela looked back with completely angry eyes. Her authority was challenged, at least in her own mind.
Eventually something in her went off. And she let him go.
Marlin once again placed his hand on his throat and took in the air, almost falling off the bed as he struggled for breath. He turned back and saw Bela staring into space, like she was conflicted deep within.
"Miss Bela…" he brought out still coughing "are you alright?"
Bela snapped herself out of what she was thinking and said "of course I am manslave" venom still on her lips but she was calming down a bit.
Marlin crawled back to her, keeping his head down. "I'm sorry I suggested this Miss Bela. I should have known better."
No words came out of her mouth. Marlin was filled with regret. Did he upset her? He didn't mean too. But why was he worried about upsetting her? This woman had enslaved him for half a decade, turned him into a practically a sex slave? Yet he was worried about upsetting her?
Bela turned away from him.
"Miss Bela?" he placed a hand on his shoulder as a way to get her attention. Her head instantly turned to him and he immediately pulled back. He expected a hit to the head, but instead there came nothing. No scolding, no physical violence. Nothing?
Her head once again turned and she crawled to the middle of the bed. She laid down flat on her belly, her legs and butt slightly tilted into the air, her womanhood still glistering from Marlin's earlier work.
Marlin could only stare in awe. Not just at her, but just at the situation that was unfolding right before his very eyes.
Bela looked at him over her shoulder.
"What are you waiting for!," she yelled softly "go ahead and stick it in before I change my mind."
Thrown out of his daze by that comment, Marlin slowly crawled his way towards her, taking hold of her butt, perfectly round and as pale as the rest of her body.
"Are you sure Miss Bela?" he asked.
"Yes I'm fucking sure! Now keep your mouth shut and just fuck me manslave!" she yelled out annoyed.
Marlin reasoned it was better to just go along with what she said. He held her butt tightly for grip before inserting his cock into her womanhood, causing a familiar moan to escape Bela's mouth. Marlin placed his hands beside her on the bed for support before fully entering her.
"Aaaahhh!" Bela cried out.
She was filled. He started trusting inside of her, and Bela lost herself as he did, moaning uncontrollably. He was hitting all her right spots with his manhood.
"Fuck….." she stumbled out, gripping the bed sheets tightly as he took her, inserting himself deeply before pulling out and then inserting himself once more. "Fuck! This feels so…..so good" she said.
It felt amazing. Bela wasn't used to this feeling, this incredible feeling. She was always on top, always in control. What was wrong with her? She allowed this man on top of her? She had even entertained the thought to begin with? This manslave was now in control of her, in her own damn bed. She should hate this! She should feel disgusted by herself.
But how could something so degrading feel so good!
Bela was once again in seventh heaven. She felt relaxed and beyond horny, and she barely did anything. He was doing all the work. Like he always does.
Such a hardworking manslave, she thought.
Marlin trusted into her with a great vigor. Feeling in control was not something he used too. The fact that Bela had even allowed this baffled him. And he would surely suffer for this after this, but for now he wanted to just indulge into it fully. For now, in this world of pain and misery he had found something good. It was just them.
They were so caught up in their passionate lovemaking they did not notice the door creaking open and a swarm of flies passed through it.
Minutes went by as their moans filled the room and Marlin's trusts became too much for Bela. She was going to cum? She was feeling too good! This manslave had done it again, and this time by his own damn suggestion. But Bela didn't care about that now, the pleasure he was giving her was worth it all.
"I'm gonna….cum" Marlin blurted out and Bela's eyed lit up, she couldn't wait to feel it again. "Marlin….cum in me" she replied. In response he speeded up his thrusts and Bela's head fell back on the bed as he did what he does best.
At the moment he came, her orgasm came as well, ropes of his seed filled her up as she came all over him. The familiar addictive waste of pleasure washed over her, she stuck out her tongue as it all came over her. This incredible feeling once more. She couldn't get enough of it. Marlin grunted and collapsed on her, removing his manhood from her pussy.
He fell next to her, still awestruck by the experience. It just seemed to get better with time.
Bela smiled as the wave ebbed away and she looked over at Marlin's form. She didn't know how to feel. She was always so sure about what she wanted. But now she had taken a suggestion from a man and it turned out to be wonderful. He gave her pleasure beyond belief? An escape from her own insecurities and worries? What was this man doing to her.
She wanted to move over and lay next to him now. Until she heard.
"Well, well sister," Bela turned around as a swarm of flies manifested into the form of Cassandra, her pale face and black hair her forming before her own dark eyes looked down upon her and her naked lover "so this is what you and the manslave have been up to" she said smiling wickedly at the both of them.