by Noah Layton
Veronica looked away sharply for a moment, then picked up a sponge from the table behind me and quickly seated herself behind me. She dipped the sponge into the water and drained it over my toned, scarred, chest.
‘How does that feel?’ She asked.
‘Really damn good,’ I laughed lightly. ‘Have you done this before?’
‘For another man, you mean? Only once. I hope you do not think that strange…’
‘I’d think it strange if I was the very first guy you were doing it for. Who was the first, out of interest?’
‘A man back at the duke’s castle.’
‘Please don’t tell me it was the duke himself, or one of his jerk family members.’
‘No, nothing like that. He was far too old, as were his family. I don’t think he could have even brought himself to attention if he wanted to… If you know what I mean.’
‘I think I get the picture.’
‘The man in question was called Lucien. He was charged with carrying out tasks across the duke’s estate; gardening, deliveries from the local town, things like that. I worked within, he worked outside.
‘Our paths crossed often, and every time I met him he was drenched in sweat or scuffed with dirt from a full day’s worth of working in the grounds.’
‘I’ll bet that caught your eye.’
‘Indeed it did. It was first time I felt myself drawn to a man. We would meet up in secret in the barn and make love, and things seemed well for a time. I liked it. But one day he arrived, well-dressed and holding flowers. I thought he was taking me into town for dinner, but he wanted to whisk me away to his family home instead. He was starting a business and would be spending his days behind a desk.’
‘So what happened? A lot of women would jump at an opportunity like that. A good man to look after them and treat them right.’
‘He was going to look after me and treat me right, but what really draws me to a man is his willingness to get his hands dirty. A man must desire to be face to face with his enemies and his demons, and he must strive to do that every day.
‘So I stood there and I had to turn Lucien’s offer down, and we never saw each other again.’
‘Stone cold,’ I muttered. ‘That would crush most men.’
‘I am not stone cold,’ she scoffed, splashing water at me. ‘I just… Know what I desire out of a man. I know what a true man should be. And you are the perfect man.’
‘I don’t know if I’d say that,’ I remarked.
‘Believe me, you are. Strong, brave, handsome, and more than willing to get his hands dirty. That is what a real man should do. He should not hide behind a desk or in a high tower. His daily duties should involve putting himself to the grindstone, then to come home and be washed and treated well by his woman… Or women.’
‘You’ve got a thing for dirt, huh? Where does that come from?’
‘It is my life’s purpose,’ Veronica said insistently. ‘To properly care for a man, and to have him treat me like a woman. Long have I waited for a man like you to take care of, a real man to feed and bathe, who could treat me like a real woman, and a real wife.’
‘… A wife?’ I said with surprise.
‘Among my people men would take many wives. The stronger and greater the man, the more wives he could take. And you are one of the strongest that I have ever met, not just of body but of mind. How else would you be able to do what you did today?’
‘I think I just don’t have a lot of competent competition.’
‘Well I think you are being modest,’ she smiled. ‘Would you stand for a moment?’
‘… Why?’
‘I did not wash your legs properly yesterday.’
‘I think that’s something I can do myself, really,’ I insisted.
The real truth was that Veronica’s unbelievable figure, sexy outfit and slow, rhythmic rubbing of my body had made me hard as a rock, even with the cooling sensation of the water.
I had kept myself hidden so far, but there wouldn’t be much of that happening if I stood up.
‘I do not mind at all, in fact I rather enjoy it,’ she smiled. ‘Oh, wait… You are not… Embarrassed, are you?’
‘Embarrassed about being naked?’ I asked. ‘Actually I’m pretty comfortable with myself, as long as the woman with me is too.’
‘Oh, I am very comfortable being around a man like you, Drake, but I mean are you embarrassed because you have become… How do I say this without being rude… Over-excited?’
‘Can you really blame me? You’ve been running your hands over me this whole time while talking about your sex life… Not to mention what you did with Cassandra…’
‘Does that thought excite you?’ She said, biting her lip and letting it slide out slowly from her teeth. I couldn’t tell if she was being sexy on purpose or she was just really damn good at flirting, but either way I was becoming even harder. ‘Now why don’t you stand up and let me clean you down?’
There was no way that I could resist her charms. Everything about her drew me in; her smile, her face, her dress, her body…
I grasped the sides of the bathtub and pushed myself up to stand, emerging from the water.
‘There, that wasn’t so hard…’ Veronica said, suddenly catching sight of my throbbing length. ‘My… I knew you were enjoying yourself, but I did not know it was to such an extent…’
‘Again, I don’t think I can really be blamed for this.’
‘Well, if this is really my fault, I suppose it is only fair that I am the one to resolve it…’
‘… Resolve it?’ I said slowly, looking at her face as she admired me.
‘Of course. It is a maid’s duty to care for her man. My people had a belief that two souls could become united through the ancient act of love…’
The way I felt about Veronica wasn’t just lust – it was genuine passion that I was feeling for her, and she wanted me too.
‘I’m your man now?’
‘Would you not like me to be your maid? Your woman…?’
It wasn’t often that I was speechless, but Veronica was doing a pretty damn good job of turning me into a blubbering idiot.
‘Uhh… I think I’d like that a lot.’
Veronica slid her free hand under the shaft of my cock, caressing me gently and sending a shiver of ecstasy through me. She raised the sponge she had been using to bathe me and squeezed it over my length, the lukewarm water dripping down over my member as she continued to pleasure me.
‘How does that feel?’ She asked, gazing into my eyes and asking me with a tone that genuinely wanted to pleasure me.
‘Pretty damn good,’ I breathed.
‘Just pretty good?’ She replied. ‘Oh, I’m sure that I can do better than that.’
Veronica sank to her knees and cast aside the sponge. She raised her other hand to me, caressing me as she drew her tongue up to the base of my shaft and ran her tongue all the way to the tip.
She gazed into my eyes the whole time, right up until she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock.
My head fell back uncontrollably with pleasure as her wet, perfect tongue lapped at me, her mouth sinking further and further onto my throbbing dick.
‘Oh my god…’ I moaned. ‘That feels incredible…’
‘Mmm…’ Veronica moaned in approval, lapping harder at my shaft with feverish desire.
The sight of her kneeling there, her mouth filled with my cock and her tight body wrapped up in that sexy maid’s outfit was enough to have me finishing into her mouth right then and there.
It took all of my willpower to hold myself back.
I ran my fingers into her hair, guiding her gently towards me as I thrusted gently into her mouth again and again, working into a perfect rhythm.
Veronica pushed herself further and further, taking me deeper into her mouth until my cock had filled her. She lapped her tongue against me ferociously before pulling away and gasping with a deep breath.
‘You taste amazing,’ she
panted, laughing and dabbing gently at the edges of her mouth. ‘I think that’s enough of a warm-up, don’t you?’
I was totally entranced by this beautiful woman, and I could hardly move as she rose to stand before me and dragged her nail gently across one of my cheeks in a teasing motion.
She rounded to the back of the bathtub and leaned forward, wrapping her soft hands around the edge and bending over, arching her back almost unnaturally.
‘Use me, Drake,’ she said sensuously. ‘Use my body to pleasure yourself. Make a mess of me…’
I had never heard anything so hot in my life.
I stood out of the bath, my body still dripping with water, and moved behind Veronica as she presented her perfect body to me.
The skirt of her maid’s outfit hardly covered her round behind. She ran her hands up to the edges, pulling it up slowly to reveal her perfect, naked ass, propped in the air and waiting for me.
‘Take me now, Drake,’ she moaned. ‘Enter me…’
I ran my hands over her round, firm ass, feeling the gentle curve of her body. I commanded her hips with my left hand and guided my cock with my right, touching the throbbing head of my hard cock to her soaked lips between her legs.
Veronica moaned out, looking over her shoulder at me in anticipation and wanting desire.
I slowly pushed into her tight walls, drawing myself out of her and pushing in deeper with each slow thrust.
The deeper I pushed into my her sensitivity, the higher her moans became.
‘Yes, yes…!’
I brought my hands to her hips, taking her body for my own pleasure as I made love to her from behind.
‘God, you feel amazing…’ I grunted.
‘Take me, Drake, make me yours!’
We were hidden from view up here in the secluded garden, but I didn’t know whether Veronica’s shrieks of approval were loud enough for the people in the street below to hear.
The sun was setting, and as I revelled in Veronica’s tight walls my head lolled back to see the final wisps of smoke rising in the distance.
While everybody was down there distracted by it, I was up here enjoying my new maid on the private roof of my hideaway.
There was no better feeling.
‘Harder, Drake, harder!’
Okay, maybe there was.
Veronica was practically grinding her ass against me as I thrusted into her harder and harder, feeling her soft ass touch to my hips as I filled her up completely with my throbbing dick. She shrugged out of the top of her maid’s outfit, pulling the straps down over her shoulders and revealing her perky breasts and pink nipples.
She lifted herself up, pressing her back to my torso as she grinded her hips against my cock. I ran my hands up her covered navel and up to her breasts, caressing their softness in my hands and playing with her nipples between my fingertips.
‘There, there!’
The overwhelming excitement of the moment took me over completely. I came hard inside of Veronica, pouring my seed deep into her as I held her body to mine until I was completely emptied by her tight body.
‘Fuck…’ I moaned, my head so dazed that I was struggling to keep myself upright. ‘That was incredible…’
‘It really was,’ she breathed, grinding her hips against me once more and sending a shiver of an aftershock through me. Veronica smiled with satisfaction and released a deep ‘ooo…’ as I pulled out of her.
I wrapped my arms around her from behind as she pushed herself up to me, pressing her slender back to my torso once more.
‘Now we are one,’ she continued. ‘Now we are together.’
She had driven me completely out of my mind – in the best way possible. Making love to her was like an out of body experience.
After only a few days of knowing her, I did feel incredible affection for this woman.
‘I’m not done cleaning you off yet…’ She finally continued.
As if the night couldn’t have gotten any better, Veronica sank back to her knees before me. She looked a perfect mess now – her maid’s outfit pulled up around her waist, her forehead beaded with sweat and her hair messy, and my seed dripping between her legs.
She took my spent cock in her hand and wrapped her lips around my head once more, sucking my clean. My whole body shivered as I groaned deeply, taking a few final breaths to steady myself.
‘There,’ she smiled up at me, ‘completely clean and completely serviced.’
‘You can say that again. I don’t know if I can say the same for you, though.’
‘I know,’ she smiled, standing. ‘Look what you’ve done to me. If I weren’t your maid I would ask you to bathe me, but I’m sure you have no interest in me stripping down and you rubbing my body all over with water, do you?’
‘Are you kidding?’ I smiled.
‘Perhaps a little,’ she said, grinning up at me devilishly.
14 – Bathing and Searching
Veronica pulled off her maid’s outfit, sliding it down her body to her ankles and stepping out of it. Her tight body was something to marvel at; even if we had satisfied each other’s needs, mine especially exhausted, the sight of her perfect form standing before me was enough to make me hard all over again.
I could have fucked her all night long, but another round and I would be shooting puffs of smoke. She had completely emptied me.
I emptied the bathtub and refilled it using the water pump before Veronica slinked into the water and rested against the back of the tub. I soaked the sponge in the water and clenched it over her perky breasts, soaking them as the droplets raced across her skin and around her nipples.
‘That feels nice,’ she moaned, closing her eyes. ‘A little rest and relaxation is needed after days like this.’
‘If I remember correctly,’ a voice spoke behind me, ‘it was Drake and I who went out hunting today while you lounged around here.’ I felt a pair of hands suddenly race over my shoulders and cover my eyes. ‘Guess who.’
‘If it isn’t Cassandra then I reckon I’m about to get a blade in the back.’
‘Fortunately for you it is me,’ she whispered in my ear. ‘You’ve got to keep your guard up, bounty hunter.’
‘Firstly, I do keep my guard up,’ I replied as she sauntered around the bath. She was wearing nothing but her underwear as she slumped into the old armchair parked nearby. ‘I just let it slip a little when I’m hidden away in a secluded hideout whose door is inaccessible to everybody in this city.’
‘And what’s the second part?’ She grinned, propping her legs up on a stool and crossing her arms beneath her large breasts.
‘Secondly, calling me bounty hunter doesn’t exactly work anymore, because you’re one too, especially after today.’
‘I guess I can’t argue with that.’
‘I hope you don’t mind Drake and I getting close,’ Veronica said casually. ‘We became a little… Sweaty.’
‘Don’t worry, I heard you,’ Cassandra said. ‘I just wish I’d been awake enough to come up and join you. It sounded like you were having a very good time.’
‘Oh, we did,’ she replied. ‘He is so big.’
‘I know,’ Cassandra smiled, biting her lip. ‘He feels amazing, doesn’t he?’
‘I would complain about being spoken about like I’m not here,’ I cut in. ‘But this is actually fine. Please, keep going.’
‘Show-off,’ Veronica laughed.
‘But you really don’t mind?’ I asked Cassandra. ‘A lot of women have a problem with their man sleeping with other women. Believe me, I’ve been the other man on more than a few occasions.’
‘Well, now you are just bragging.’
‘Why would I care?’ Cassandra shrugged, genuinely meaning it. ‘You are a strong, dominant man. You deserve to have more than one woman to satisfy your needs.’
‘I ain’t going to complain about that,’ I said. ‘So… Now I’m your man too, huh?”
‘Am I not your woman?’
‘Definitely.
’
‘As am I yours,’ Veronica said.
As much as I was usually a vagabond who spent my nights in the beds of taken and untaken maidens, I had to admit that I was falling hard for both of them. They were charming and beautiful, and they had both taken to me as fast as I had to them.
‘So what’s on the agenda?’ Cassandra said. ‘Dinner and bed?’
‘Definitely,’ I replied, my mind drifting to another matter, ‘although I might take a walk later.’
‘Business?’ Veronica asked.
‘Always.’
‘Cool,’ Cassandra said, stretching her arms over her head as her large breasts pushed together inside of her bra, ‘just as long as you bathe me too before dinner.’
‘You know,’ I said, ‘seeing as it’s supposed to be Veronica who’s the maid around here I would say that it’s her job, but I think I’ve got time to take over from her on this occasion.’
After Cassandra took her time bathing for much longer than necessary – something that may been attributed to the extensive attention I gave to ensuring her body was thoroughly clean – we lounged in the hideout and dug into Veronica’s perfectly cooked meal of lobster and truffles. It was so rich and decadent that my stomach was begging for more by the end.
The sun set and we climbed into bed in our underwear. I laid out on my back while Cassandra and Veronica snuggled up either side of me, nuzzling against my chest and pressing their soft, tight bodies against me.
Plenty of men dreamed of living in a setup like this, but now I was living it for real; two beautiful women living with me and fighting alongside me while I hunted bounties in the streets of the city.
And all it had taken to start my own guild was somebody trying to kill me.
That being said, these were just beginnings. I had recruited a few companions, but I could hardly call this a guild just yet. Once I had my team properly assembled I would be able to form more elaborate plans.
That was the only real way to take down the gangs. I could run in and kick the door down to their headquarters, sure – I knew where plenty of their safehouses were, as did a lot of other eagle-eyed folks in the city – but that was a sure-fire way to get myself blown to pieces.
If I was really going to go after the high-profile targets, I would need to assemble a proper team with a variety of skills, and we would need to work together to achieve our goals – just as Cassandra, Grimdrom and I had done today.