22. More than a mistress

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"Come on girls, I am too young to be a mistress!"

Not a single complaint worked on the two maids, as they pushed me up the third floor. "If you don't hurry, you won't be one for long!" said one of the girls, making a few more corrections on my dress. The other picked my cheek playfully, "And don't forget...his desire is your first priority, whatever he wants you obey without any questions."

That is easy for you to say, I thought while frowning at the door.

"Have fun!" was the last thing they said. I could only hiss at that. Me and fun...pah! I knocked at the door, waiting for a command to enter...but nothing. I tried it again...I heard something move. I looked at the corridor, while trying it for the third time, unaware that it was already open. My hand had hit something soft...and hairy? At the unusual touch I looked back, only to face with the half naked Count. "Normally women stroke the chest, not knocking on it" he laughed out.

A mistress for a few minutes and I already made a fool of me!

He placed his hand onto my back and pushed me inside. It was different from the last time I came in. The room was dark and the fireplace made the only light, including the warmth. A very romantic atmosphere I must say.

"Drink?" he said, handing me a glass of wine. I took it without any hesitation and waited till he gets his. He offered me a seat near the fire and began to talk to me.

"So, do know why you are here?" he began, seeing fear in my eyes. I could only nod, while swallowing the liquid in my mouth. "then you know what I ask of you" he demanded, looking straight into my eyes. My hands were trembling as I stood up, placed the glass down and began o unbutton my dress. It didn't take long for me to get frustrated at this, since it's a Victorian dress. You cant take them off by yourself and I was too afraid to ask him. "One minute sir" I begged him, trying to rip it open.

"What are you doing?"

"Eh?"

I looked at him puzzled, as he pukked out something from underneath eh table. A chess board? "You might be my mistress, but you are also still my maid of entertainment. Today I am not in the mood for that. Black or white?" He opened the box and placed the figures on the board. "White...please."

It went on like this half the night, until he called it quit. Was he practicing or why did he win most of the time? "Enough, we continue tomorrow. Go to bed."

Oh!

I went over to the furniture, trying to take of my clothes again. Only for him to stop me "I said get into bed, not undress yourself." "I-I can't sleep in this thing" "Bad girl, always talking back without permission. Let me", he said rather amused, taking my clothes off, until he reached the undergarment. I was about to do it myself, instead he slapped my hands and threw me over his shoulder. The next I was lying in bed, next to the count. "S-sir, I never done this before"

The count laughed out loud at me, I blushed. Did I say something stupid? "Are you telling me you never slept in a bed before?"

"That's not it. I...

"I know what you mean and there is nothing for you to worry about. When the time comes, I'll be gentle with you", he pulled me near him and wrapped his arms around me. "I think we will spend a lot more time together from now on."

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