Chapter 2: …leads to a boring morning.After the pleasant wake up call, Corantin closed his eyes to calm his remaining urges while the beauty at his groin left the bed. As he rose, he looked at Emily. She was smaller than him at about 150 centimeters. She had brown hairs kept in in a braid tied in a bun and a maid headdress leaving a hair strand flow on each side of her face. He had noticed her hair coming undone during the deep throating, but it was now back to its well-kept state. Corantin would have wondered how she had done her hair twice already this morning, if he did not know she had used a spell to reform them after it got messy. As she walked away from the bed her massive ass bounced, involuntarily arousing Corantin anew, thanks to the seductive gait practiced until it became natural. She grabbed the clothes she prepared before waking him up and turned toward him swaying her generous boobs. Back at his side she quickly helped him get dressed keeping a professional face, the previously promiscuous maid seeming like something Corantin dreamt of. Once he was dressed, the young lord looked at Emily and saw, for an instant, in her brown eyes, hints of desire. But unfortunately for him, it disappeared, as quickly as it came, from her silent, deadpan face signifying the end of their indulgence time.

  He headed to the dining room where other, more conventional, servants were waiting with his breakfast. As he was leisurely enjoying his food, Emily left the room briefly and came back with a sheet of paper. On it was written the young lord schedule for the day. It was augured to be boring. Nothing out of the ordinary pnned; a few petitioners, administrative papers to review and observing the fresh recruits’ progress. Well maybe he could take advantage of this mundane schedule to have some more fun with Emi as he did not feel satisfied after the previous night “fun” nor from the morning blowjob she gave him earlier.

  “Master, I hope you don’t pn to skip on the paperwork again today? After yesterday, you cannot postpone these documents anymore or it could spell trouble. Mr. Damien was firm on this. They must be signed off before dusk.”

  To this Corantin cursed inwardly. Damien was an old clerk that had served Corantin family since his father had himself recently taken the position of lord. As such, paired with Corantin inexperience, he held high authority and could dictate his master to a point. Therefore, he could not ignore the clerk words.

  Struck unable to find a way to satisfy his urges he retorted teasingly to his naughty maid, “Yet yesterday when I pushed you down, I didn’t hear any compint about needing to finish this work.”

  “Uuh, master,” Emily responded suddenly beef red, “Mr. Damien scolded me harshly for not reminding you how important these papers documents yesterday. I’m not going to let you postpone them any longer.”

  Even with this reply, Corantin felt like if he examined her crack, he would find it already flooded even with all her training to withstand the constant arousal of her magically remodeled body.

  “But…but master, if you can finish the paperwork and audiences before it is time to inspect the training ground, we could do some exercise, and no one would have a reason to oppose it.”

  With this proposition added he became certain she was currently flooding and, just like him, wished they could take time to fuck during the day.

  ***

  A few hours ter, Corantin was sitting in his office, reading through paperwork signing them off when required. Emily was standing still next to him. When she did not satisfy his lust; she was primarily responsible to attend him. This angered many maids in the mansion. The celibate maids wished for her pce in hopes that the young lord would take a liking to them and take them as consort. While some older servant felt impaired by such a close position being given to a newcomer. Still, none would spite her, because none of the higher servants ever shared such an opinion of her. They all knew she had been educated and personally trained by the young lord for the position.

  His audiences for the day were done. Thankfully, they were all menial requests he solved almost instantly or could entrust to a subordinate without any risk of issues arising. Which meant he had complete half of his work for the morning. He was now steadily processing a pile of documents; yearning for Emily velvety folds.

  “Keep going, master, only a few more left!” said Emily in encouragement as she saw him put one more sheet into the processed documents pile.

  “Get your pussy ready. after all this boring stuff, I need plenty of recreation to brighten my mood.” Replied Corantin, his breath oozing with lust.

  Feeling mischievous, he brough his hand to her butt and gave it a good rub, then gave it a good squeeze.

  Smack!

  “Eeeek!” Emily let a squeak out.

  Corantin had concluded his groping of her ass with a quick sp. Satisfied he brought his hand back to the desk taking a new sheet from the dwindling pile of unprocessed pages. He was down to barely any sheets of paper when suddenly one of his men barged into the office.

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