Cruel Beauty

Hot Water

You run after her but she's vanished you can only assume she has gone to her room, you head up and try the door, but it's locked. 'Victoria?!' you knock on the door. There is no answer but you hear the sob. 'Fuck.' you growl, then you remember the door between your rooms. You hadn't used it in so long that you almost forgot. You go to your room and open the door entering the adjoining room. Victoria is curled up at the bay window she sobs, her arms wrapped around her legs. 'Toria.' you speak gently so as not to startle her. She doesn't jump or look up so it's obvious she heard you come in, the room is lit by the pale moonlight, and you sigh walking over to her. 'Come to laugh at me?' she asks weakly not looking at you. To her surprise you gently take her in your arms holding her, lightly stroking her hair. 'He was a cunt.' you squeeze her. The Baroness feels her heart start to race, all you are doing is holding her and it has her more on edge than that tragic boy. 'I'm sorry...I'm sorry I was so rude to you-' You lift her into your arms and she clutches you in surprise. 'It's water under the bridge Baroness.' you reassure her. 'Why don't we get you ready for bed?' Victoria bristles. 'Shouldn't you be attending to the maid?' she asks coldly.

You gently sit her down on the bed. 'Baroness, if I didn't know any better I'd say you were jealous.' She looks away indignantly. 'Certainly not, I've no reason to be.' you tuck her hair behind her ear and her nipples harden. 'Actually, you don't Monique and I aren't a thing.' Victoria blinks in surprise unsure if you are lying to her. 'I could use a hot bubble bath.' she announces changing the subject. You nod. 'Allow me.' Victoria blinks. 'Oh! I wasn't ordering you I can call a maid.' she grabs your wrist as you stand hoping she has not offended you. 'I know you didn't order, I offered.' you squeeze her hand and then exit to the ensuite. You run her a hot bubble bath and light a few candles, when you go back to the room she's staring out the window, and she releases a sigh. 'Baroness, your bath is ready.' she looks over at you she looks exhausted, and gives a weak smile. 'Thank you, my dear.' You shiver you've missed her terms of endearment. 'Would you like me to wash your hair for you? Help you destress?' Victoria thinks then nods. 'I'd like that, I'd like that a lot actually. Give me a few moments.' she vanishes into the ensuite where you have left a few towels her nightdress and a robe then calls you when she's submerged under the soapy bubbles.

Entering you are captivated by the goddess lying in the golden free-standing bathtub in the center of the room, the back of her neck rests on the edge of the tub. You can just see down to the top of her cleavage and no more but that's more than enough. She's piled her hair up on top of her head. Tilting her head she looks over at you and smiles, she brings her arm out of the warm water extending her hand to you droplets of water fall from her fingertips. The steam rises in tendrils all around her, you walk over and kneel down taking her hand. 'What is wrong with me?' she asks quietly, you tilt your head. 'What do you mean?' You rub small circles into the back of her hand. 'I see so many couples coming to my parties, why does no one want me for that, men seem to look at me and think oh, she's pretty, how can I take advantage of her?' You inwardly groan, how about a woman? How about a woman? But you don't say it. 'You aren't just beautiful you are powerful, men are frightened of that, they wish to control you, but you can't be tamed.' The Baroness gives a small chuckle her arm starts to hurt so she moves it to rest on the edge of the bathtub. You rest the side of your face against her bicep as you look at her, she's so beautiful. The Baroness opens her eyes seeing you staring at her, she smiles softly, and she removes her other hand from the water gently stroking your cheek.

'Well?' you ask. Victoria raises an eyebrow. 'Well, what?' You giggle. 'How was he, your boy toy?' Victoria blushes and looks away. 'That's not appropriate to discuss.' she stops stroking your cheek but she feels you staring at her and turns, and you start making funny sex faces at her. She bursts out laughing and splashes you with water. 'Yn!' she reprimands you laugh rubbing your eyes, and you spy her dress lifting it from the floor. 'Least he didn't finish in you...that's something.' you say awkwardly. 'He didn't start.' she grumbles. You raise an eyebrow dropping the dress. 'Hm?' Victoria watches a few bath bubbles pop. 'It's nothing.' she brushes it off. 'Victoria? Did he hurt you?' you ask your tone changes. Victoria quickly looks at you and shakes her head. 'No, no, he didn't...it's just he didn't...he didn't do anything, he undressed me, climbed on top of me sort of rubbed against my leg then finished. Is...is there something wrong with me?' You think then burst out laughing. 'It isn't funny!' You can see she is hurt and puts both her arms back in the water. You touch her shoulder. 'There is nothing wrong with you, that's just, that happens sometimes when...when a guy is inexperienced...and has "shortcomings".' you offer. Victoria frowns. 'Shortcomings?' You try to think of something that won't offend her ladylike ears, but you can't. 'He'd a tiny dick.'

The Baroness gapes and blushes furiously, you pursed your lips awkwardly, and she starts to laugh, and so do you, you both just laugh at him. You go behind her and she sits up, you soak her hair with the water, then shampoo her scalp massaging it. She arches her back letting out a moan of pleasure. You watch droplets of water cascade down her back over her prominent shoulder blades as you rinse her hair then repeat the process with conditioner rinsing it again. The Baroness closes her eyes as you work your magic her head tilts back, she does it a little too much giving you a better view but you are trying to be polite and not look. Your fingers gently go to the back of her neck working on a tight knot. Victoria feels the pleasure she was looking for with Fredrick building inside her, but you aren't even touching her- she grips the edge of the bath with both hands, abruptly, her breath catches in her throat she closes her eyes feeling the pleasure take her body. 'Are you okay Baroness?' you ask with concern seeing her stiffen. Victoria's eyes flutter open you can't see her face. 'Oh, oh, yes, all is well.' she quickly gets up like the bathtub is filled with piranhas.

You would comment on it but you are currently on your knees in front of a very naked, very wet Victoria Von Hellman. Her long dark hair is slicked back and matted down her back. The Baroness's previous embarrassment is gone when she sees the way you are looking at her she smirks. 'My towel?' You blush furiously. 'Sorry Baroness.' you apologise and scramble for her towel opening it up and wrapping it around her. You leave to let her dry in private, she comes back out in a robe, her hair wrapped up in a towel. You awkwardly wring your hands and smile when you see her. She sits at the vanity table and allows you to unwrap her hair and gently comb it out, your hands are shaking, and you are so scared you will hurt her. 'Is something wrong?' she asks sensing your nerves. You shake your head and dry her hair wrapping it into a loose braid. 'Yn...' she catches your hand and brings you round to look at her. 'Do you...was he telling the truth about my body, is it...flawed?' You are stunned. 'You are flawless Victoria, you always will be.' you squeeze her hand and head to your room. It's from that night you know, even if you will never be with her, you will never take another lover. Your duty is to her.