A typical day in Maelstrom [private]

Maelstrom, a guild that seemed to be impenetrable to any who would attempt to invade, a dark guild that controlled the seas with an iron fist that was hidden within the isolated island of Galuna; however for all of the protection, for all of the mystery the guild suffered one major disadvantage. There were no towns on the island, nothing to do, nowhere to go, the only thing was an old run down temple along with a tiny, primitive village that housed weak demons. The island needed a major town that had shopping stores, bars, restaurants, places to have fun! As of right now all that it had as an empty base, an empty island, and an empty village, she might as well just stay in one of the port towns instead of where her new “home” was supposed to be.

On yet another boring and uneventful day on the island, an island she made a point to avoid staying at whenever possible, Angelica could be found lounging in one of her many rooms that she had claimed in the guild. It had far too much space for so few people to occupy so she had taken it on herself to pick out the ones she liked and stay in them whenever she felt like it. Today she had migrated to one that had a beautiful view of the horizon, a window high above that allowed her to overlook the majestic waterfall and ocean that the island had. It was one of the few good things that the guild had to offer in her opinion. However the job requests it got paid well and it did have a secret place to run to if she ever got in trouble.

Despite the wonderful view it wouldn’t sate her desires to adventure, for battle and lust, the same feelings that were beginning to stir up in her more and more lately after they defended against the recent dragon attack. She felt more alive and stronger, her instincts were yelling at her to test herself and see what all she was capable of with this newfound power. Sadly the dragons had all left after they realized their guild master was to strong, she had only killed four herself before something made her black out in a pool of their blood. The only person who was in the guild at the moment that she knew of was her ever loyal maid, someone who very well might end up on the receiving end of her latest frustrations over having nothing to do or kill. It had been hours since she had last seen the masochistic woman, not until she had woken up in bed with her without a scrap of clothes on and ordered the other woman to bring them breakfast. After eating she told the woman to get dressed in her usual maid uniform and go make sure that the damage that the dragons had made had been properly cleaned up.

Now she was beginning to regret her decision to send the woman off, at the moment she was simply lounging in one of the high class chairs that was in the room, what one could easily mistake for VIP’s suite at a hotel. She had not even an inch of clothing on her as she had failed to see a reason in getting dressed this morning, it hadn’t even gotten to noon yet. Sighing softly to herself she closed her eyes and tried some mediation advice an old man once gave her, something that as usual did nothing for her restlessness. She could still feel the blood of those beasts soaking her hands, flowing over her warm flesh, only this time she didn’t have her maid to take these lustful feelings either through the bedroom activities or through pain.

Misaki sighed to herself, the damage in all really wasn't that bad. The issue was all the blood; it was bad enough she'd have to scrub clean the entire floor of her sadistic Mistress's old bedroom, but she would also have to clean all four well. Each of the four walls were heavily coated in blood, the blood wasn't just splattered in random areas. No, the room had practically been painted with the crimson elixir, know as blood. The maid would sit up, her knees ached horribly. She had only been cleaning for about an hour and in that hour she had barely managed to get a fourth of the floor clean. She would only allow herself a minute or two to rest before returnign to her hands and knees, she scrubbed as if her life depended on it. Which if she were to be honest, her life very well may depend on the results of this task. She continued to clean dutifully and over the next half hour she had managed to finish cleanign up the floor. She would pull herself to her feet, her supple H cup breasts jiggling as she did so.

The dim-witted blonde looked from one wall to the next. She eventually decided to clean the back wall, which lay adjacent to the rooms entrance. As she cleaned the wall she would think back on recent events that had unfolded. It had happen so suddenly, their peaceful island had been assaulted by dragons. One of such dragons now lay splattered about the room she was in. She hadn't fought at all during the dooms day like events. No, she had been a worthless coward, choosing to hide herself in the guilds basement. She had been too scared to do anything other than hide. While she had been busy hiding like the worthless trash she might as well be, her Mistress had been fighting a fierce battle. Of course, her Mistress Angelica was an absolutely frightening woman. Her owner has slayen several of the dragons, she had protected the guild alone for the most part. Of course their guild master had easily scared off the rest of the dragons. She hadn't been surprised to hear about that. The entire time she had been hidden she was constantly worrying about her Mistress. Alas, she was too weak willed to anything more than worry. She had known if she had went to fight she would only hinder her owner and be in the way. This was something she had come to accept with exceptional ease. She would soon relinquish herself of these thoughts.

Misaki had now finished the floor and back wall. She would then begin to scrub the left wall, as she did so she would think back upon yet another recent event. This event had unfolded the day after the assualt of the mob of fire breathing creatures, known to the world as dragons. She had been found hidden in the basement, her Mistress of course had been angered by her maids selfish action. She was a servant, what made her believe she could hide while her owner risked her life. This most definitely was not acceptable and an action that would certainly be met with strict punishement. Maybe calling it strict was a groos under statement of the severity to which she was berated for her actions. She'd been beated and abused horribly, some of her beating had come directly from her Mistresses own fleshy hand, while some had come from her weapons, and rest of it had come from impliments of torture that had been acquired over the past few years. Her body was still in blissful agony from that beating. Alas, she hadn't really minded the act of being beaten for two days straight. In fact, she'd loved every last minute of it. She'd never before felt such extremely satisfying emotions, she had been lost in a thick haze of sexual gratification during those two days. Eventually she would yet again drop these thoughts as she snapped back to reality. She would sigh lightly. She now had one more full wall to go, after which she'd just have to clean up the entrance wall.

The young maid smiled as she moved over to the last full-length wall. She would immediately start scrubbing it fiercely, she was determined to get it finished. She knew she had to hurry, as her Mistress was having her "moods" yet again. This thought sprung her into remembering the events that had followed her initial punishment. Mistress Angelica had been getting into her mood more and more as of late. This had started about a day or two proceeding the assault of the dragons. The assault had only served to sendign these mood sky rocketing to a unforeseen level. Her owners sexual appetite and habits of punishment had grown drastically as a result of such event. It had already been four days sicne the assault had been abolished. The first two days proceeding the assault she had beaten mercilessly during the day and at night she had been put to work giving her Mistress sexual satisfaction. Of course such thing's were to be expected when ones purpose of living was for the satisfaction of another. She had enjoyed all of it. The third day had been spent repairing all of the external damage done to the guild, as well as satisfying her Mistress. She soon drifted from her thoughts having finished all of the important walls of the room. She would then move to the final wall of the room.

Misaki smiled happily, she was overjoyed to almost be done. She would waste no time in returnign to the task at hand, scrubbing down every inch of the wall. She had already gone through at least ten rags if not more. As such, she now found herself switching this now blood stained rag for a fresh unflawed rag. She immediately went back to scrubbign the blood from the wall. After what must have been the fourth hour of cleaning the blood off the floor and walls of the room she had finally finished. She would then do a inspection of the entire room wanting to make sure it was perfect. She knew her Mistress didn't expect perfection of her, but she still took pride in her work. Once she had finished her inspection and gathered up all of her supplies she left the room. She would waste no time in heading right back to the new bedroom. She would however, throw away all of the now worthless supplies she had used only moments before. Eventually she would reach the new bedroom and walk in cautiously, she knew her Mistress must have grown very impatient and annoyed by now. "Mistress Angelica, I've finished cleaning up our old bedroom. Is there anything else you wish for me to tend to? Gomen-nasai~" For what reason had she apologized? Of course ther was no reason behind it, she had simply grown used to the need to apologize for her every action.

If the grandfather’s clock in her room had actually worked the only sound in the empty room would be the ever ticking as it counted down second after second, hour after hour, day after day, however for Angelica there were only two sounds that existed in the world at the moment. The faint roar of the water fall in which the guild was built and the ever beating of her heart as it pumped blood through her veins. Every time she felt the rush of new blood through her body was the same as a clock slowly ticking down the day, leaving her lounging in her chair trying to find something to do. Maybe there were some stragglers left behind by the dragons, it could always be nice to clean them up to pass the time.

Sighing softly she leaned back on the chair and rested her feet on the table in front of her as she leaned back, her weight only resting on the back two legs as she idly gazed out at the water fall. When the door to her room opened she didn’t even bother moving, she didn’t look to see who it was or try and cover herself, she already knew that there was barely anyone in the guild and out of them only two could have any idea where she was. “It’s about time, how long does it take to clean up a few drops of blood? Either way you kept me waiting in this dull guild again, something that we both know I despise…” Angelica said in her usual impatient tone when she was left bored for too long in the guild.

Turning her gaze to look at her maid for the first time in the conversation she eyed the woman up and down, her gaze filled with the obvious glint of lust and impatience. It was clear she already had plans for the woman, plans that either involved one or two things. However it was hard to tell due to the lustful look in her eyes was always the same, it could either be sexual, sadistic, or a combination of both. “Get on your hands and knees like a dog and crawl over here… I’m in the mood for a bath before we go for a private stroll through the island.” She said with a smirk as she bent her right leg causing the chair to lean forward until it was resting properly on the ground, her leg was still resting on the table as she watched her maid waiting for her to come attend to her needs.

The young maid had entered the room to find her beloved Mistress still naked. She hadn't expected anything other than the absolutely stunning scene before her. She would quickly shut the door not wanting anyone to see her owners nude body. She knew she had not been given allowance to do so, but it had been an odd impulsive reaction. This was certainly something outside of her normal manner. She knew her Mistress could care less if she was seen naked, but Misaki viewing everyone else as a commoner refused to let such a thing happen. "Gomen-nasai~! There was more blood than expected. It was not my intentions to try your patience Mistress. Gomen-nasai~!" Yet again she had apologized without any apparent reason behind it. Most would find it odd for anyone, even if they were a maid, to begin and end speaking with an apology.

Misaki upon being graced by her Mistresses gaze would fearfully cast her eye down towards the ground. Though, her vuluptous mounds obstructed her line of sight, meaning instead of the ground she was left peering into her own cleavage. She could easily guess at what was to come next. She didn't have to look at her Mistress to know her eyes were filled with a deep sense of lust. "Gomen-nasai!" Was all she said, as she obediently dropped down to her hands and knees. She would then crawl over to where her Mistress sat just like the dog she was. Once she had reached where her sadistic owner sat, she would obediently reach out with her tongue...... [FADE TO BLACK].

Angelica didn’t remember that there was a lot of blood, the only thing that she did remember was the walls being painted crimson red with the life blood of the dragons she had slain, of the red sea that was the floor raising up as she collapsed pathetically when she had barely gotten started fighting. However she was no longer interested in it as her mind turned to more… productive ideas for her maid to do. She continued watching her like a predator as the woman crawled towards her on her hands and knees, the smirk on her face as she gazed down watching the first lick take place.

Two hours later after the wonderful and refreshing ‘bath’ given to her by Misaki she was dressing dressing herself in preparation for their jungle stroll. To go with the initial hopes of being able to hunt down some left over dragons she had forsaken her typical wardrobe in favor of something more… sporty. She had decided to try and blend in with the forest as she dressed herself in purely camouflage, for a shirt she wore a simple camouflage vest that left her arms bear. Her legs were clad in camouflage pants with plain brown boots. “You better have finished dressing or else I’ll make you walk around naked again.” Angelica said impatiently as she pulled on a pair of black, fingerless leather gloves. Clenching and unclenching her hand she turned around, fully expecting her maid to have followed her orders by now. She had told the other woman to strip down and get dressed up in the tiger costume she had gotten her last year for Halloween. It was a cute outfit in her mind, cute and revealing as always.

doggy outfit:

Two hours later after she had finally finished giving her Mistress a full body 'bath', she was getting dressed. Dressing herself in the expected outfit for their jungle stroll. She knew why her Mistress had specifically chosen this outfit. She would have simply left her usual maid outfit sprawled out over the fllor, foresaking it for this new much more revealing outfit. She was finding it to be rather difficult to get the outfit on and she knew the reason why. She had already known the size of the outfits main portion was purposefully bought two whole sized too small. Of course, she didn't mind this at all. The theme was that of a tiger. As such, the leotard like main body of the outfit was designed in a tiger print, it had even been given a fur like texture. The top was held to her body by thin black straps, one of them going behind her neck, while the other wrap around her waist and held the tiger tail in place. This tail was rather unique, in that it actually swayed on its own accord. This swaying would be felt as shivers; pulsating throughout her entire being. This portion of the suit was skin-tihgt to the point it was more like a second layer of skin, in opposition to it being clothing. In fact, it just barely managed to conceal her supple mounds, the edges of the top portion clinging roughly to her nipples. On top of her head sat a rounded pair of tiger eats held in place by a thin transparent band of plastic. Her arms were covered from the elbow down by skin-thight sleeves. These sleeves left all but her middle finger revealed. The stockings going from her mid-thigh down. A pair of thin tiger-like paws serving as feet. These much like the rest of the outfit were skin0tight to an excessive extent. Of course she was fully dressed by the time her Mistress had turned around. The tail behind her swaying wildly, this was meant to signify she was excited.

As usual her maid was impeccable in getting in and out of outfits on time, and as always she was absolutely gorgeous in all of the outfits that Angelica stuffed her pretty body in. Even as her gaze traveled up and down the very revealed body she found her hunger for more beginning to stir within her. Glancing up to her maid’s cute face she took a step forward and reached out; wrapping her arm around her maid to pull them chest to chest as she leaned down to passionately kiss her, forcing herself upon the woman as her arm reached out to playfully massage at the base of where the tail fused with the outfit. Pulling back from the deep and hungry kiss she lightly licked her ever loyal’s maid’s lips before slipping out of the embrace and heading towards the door, not even saying a single word to her as she led the way down the corridors and out of the guild itself.

After several minutes of silent walking and never once looking back to check on her maid, which Angelica knew was following faithfully behind her, they finally entered the island jungle. It was now that she would speak to the woman for the first time in several minutes as they strolled through the trees. “Stay close and keep an eye out for odd markings… hopefully there are still some dragons about to sate my blood lust or I’ll have to take it out on you again.” She said in a normal and nonchalant tone, as if talking about slaughtering things and abusing her maid were every day occurrences… which for her very well might be.

Of course she wasn’t just looking for dragons to hunt, anything of fun or interest was acceptable and her maid should know this after all the years they spent together. Any activity that had her blood pumping was enough to sate her impatience and lust, all one had to do was find the opportunity and she would flow into it. Be it a vine over a large pond that one could swing in for, berries to eat or animals to hunt.

Misaki stood there fidgeting nervously, she was very much worried that at any moment her breasts would jiggle their way out of the skimpy top. She knew her Mistress had a bit of a fetish towards making her dress in revealing outfits and she had come to enjoy them. She had noticed the lustful hunger growing within her Mistress. The looking held by the woman's eyes gave such evidence. She hadn't fought back when being pulled into the tight embrace by her Mistress. The act of their breasts pressing against each other, causing her loins to stir with lust fueled anticipation. She would moan lightly into the passionate kiss that was forced upon her. A jolt shoot up her spinal cord as the spot at which the tail fused with the outfit was massaged. The tail fused just above her buttocks, meaning the massage was throwing her into a state of sexual frustration. She frowned nervously as her lips were licked. "Gomen-nasai~!" Was all she would mutter as the embrace was broken and her Mistress would take the lead, leading down the corridors and out of the guild itself. Her face was stained red, she was blushing quite deeply. No matter how many time such thing's were done to her they still brought this reaction out of her.

Several minutes would pass by of silent walking, the entire time she had maid sure to stay at least six paces behind her Mistress. She looked around with great fascination as they made their way into the islands jungle. "But Mistress, I thought Poseidon-san scared the rest of the dragons off." She was confused by the use of the word or. After all, her Mistress would end up beating her regardless if they found a dragon or they did not find one. "Gomen-nasai." She said having realized she had just blatently spoken back to her owner. She was not at all surprised by the tone in which her Mistress had spoken, it was one to which she had grown accustomed.

Misaki knew that they were not just looking for stray dragons for her Mistress to play with. Her Mistress was obvious just looking for entertainment. She would end finding herself distracted by the beauty of the jungle and ended up falling far behidn her Mistress. In fact, she could no longer see her sadistic owner anywhere in sight. A few minutes would pass by of her silently searching for her Mistress. It all happened too fast for her to understand what was going on, someone had apparently set up an unusual bondage type trap. The young maids foot tripping the vine, that flung the trap into action. Thick vines swinging about from the trees. Once these ropes finally came to their resting points. The young servant would find her arms restrained behind her back, her legs lifted off the ground, they were forcibly bent into an uncomfortable angle at which her entire body was forced to arch backward. Her body being folded into a 'U' like shape. The remaining vines had wrapped themselves between her thighs and around her supple mounds. Misaki would be brought into a fit of loud moans as the bliss filled agony surged throughout her entire being. These moans would be what would hopefully alert her Mistress to her location.

Angelica growled lightly in frustration as her maid spoke the truth, no right minded dragon would remain to deal with their guild master’s wrath. It was a good thing they had such a terrifying man to lead them, however why did he have to chase all of the prey off. It would have been fun to have dragons to hunt at will in the woods; maybe they could even capture them for that very purpose if they ever returned. “Be quiet and look, I don’t want to hear anything besides ‘I found something.’” She said impatiently as she continued walking through the woods, eyeing their surroundings for the nearly impossible chance to find one or signs of them. As time went on she continued blindly walking through the dense trees as she lost track of her precious maid. She had grown so used to having the woman at her back that it was only a few minutes later that she noticed the soft footsteps following her were gone, that the warmth at her back had disappeared and the smell of her maid no longer lingered in the air.

Turning around with impatience clear as day in her eyes she looked back at where she had come from. “How could a maid lose their mistress? She was right behind me….” She mumbled to herself as she turned around to go off and search for her tiger maid, the pointless hunt for entertainment completely forgotten as she did her best to back track. The closer so got the more she began to hear the familiar sound of moans that had often come from her room at night. Her maid would only have been trapped for fifteen minutes before Angelica stepped out to see her tiger tied up in the air in one of her favorite positions. The mistress simply gave the woman a blank stare as she looked her up and down in the erotic position. “I knew that you were a slut for any kind of attention, but did you really think that offering your body to any passing beast was the best way to find a dragon?” She asked in an amused tone as a single eye brow rose up at the sight, a faint smile on her face as she made no move to free the woman from the vines.

Instead she walked over to a nearby tree and looked up it before leaping up to catch one of it’s limbs. Pulling herself effortlessly up she climbed half way up the tree that had bound her pet and laid down on the large branch, her chest pressed up against it as she reached down to pluck one of the vines. “Actually, it is a rather tempting offer… Who knows maybe the boss will come by and find you like this? Either way we are sure to catch something with you as bait.” She said teasingly while pulling on the vine, causing Misa to bend even more as her body was stretched. Saddly, the poor girl would probably be used to the position she was in now from countless nights with Angelica.

Misaki hung several feet above the ground. The vines had pulled themselves quite tightly and were causing a mixture of euphoric sensations. The first of which being immense sexual pressure. Every last movement she made causing the vines to rub her vuluptous body in all the right places. The second of these sensations being excruciating pain. Normally, the human body would not be able to cope with the strain caused by being in this position for a full fifth teen minutes. However, her body had been trained almost on a daily basis, to the point having her body contorted like this was practically like performing a parlor trick. In other words, this strain meant nothing more then pure blissful agony. Agony being one of her favorite thing's that the world could offer. What furthered the development of these sensations, was the lingering tinge of shame she felt at losing track of her Mistress. How could she be so stupid? She felt her heart melt as it sank into the pit of her stomach at the sight before her. A few feet before her stood her beloved Mistress. She would try to avert her gaze from the sadistic woman before her. This very act causing the vines to tighten their grasp upon her body which threw her into yet another smaller fit of slutty moans. In between these aforementioend moans she would practically scream, "Gomen-nasai," over and over again. Her face once more flooded with blood, staining her face a deep scarlet hue.

Instead of being freed from her slowly tightening restraints, she would watch as her Mistress walked over to a tree quite close to where she hung in the air. She soon lost sight of the woman and moments later felt movement upon the large branch from which she was anchored. This movement had caused the vines to tighten themselves to the smallest of degrees. What followed this would be the vines being plucked toyed with. This careful manipulation of the vines, causing them to tighten gradually. The side-effect of this tightening would be her bodies furthered contortion. "Gomen-nasai!" She cried out meekly. This time unlike the previous times, she did in fact have a reason for which to apologize. She would let out another loud gutteral fit of moans as the linch-pin vine was tugged on. This would result in her bodies controtion being furthered. Alas, the vines had reached their limits. Neither the vines nor their victim could be bent or toyed with to a deeper extent. If the cruel sadistic Mistress tried to do so, her precious toy would be snapped in half like a twig. The position was more restricting than the one she had been trained to endure for long period of time. Her body would at best last a half hour before it eventually craked under the strain and pressure of the vines.

Such a slutty and naughty maid she had, growing so excited by being manipulated and bound by vines. Having her face glow that beautiful crimson red as the blood flushed through her system, staining her lovely cheeks a scarlet red that made her heart beat faster. Today her ‘mood’ seemed to be bottomless, her hunger impossible to satisfy and her maid in such a position certainly wasn’t helping. [color=red] “Still moaning? I’m surprised you haven’t soiled that costume I bought just for you…. If you do than I expect you to clean it properly just like you did me.” [/color ] She said with an amused tone as she eyed the vines, releasing the one she pulled to send her pet back into the same position she was in before Angelica came. Reaching out she grasped another vine as she tilted her head, following it down as it lead to a very amusing spot on her maid. Oh she was going to have fun with this, dragons and everything aside toying with her maid would be her new entertainment. As of the moment it was far too much fun trying to guess what vine did what, of finding combinations to bring the maximum pain and pleasure for her horny maid without breaking her frail body. With a sadistic grin she gripped the new vine tightly in her hand and began to slowly pull it while her gaze locked down on the woman bound by the vines, not caring who heard the moans that was sure to come or who would appear to watch. Her pet was now unofficially on display for anything and everything that wanted to watch until Angelica grew bored with the game.

It was an entire three hours later before Angelica had grown bored with Misa and the vines. It was very entertaining and pleasurable while it lasted, however as always after a while she began to lose interest in the play time. Now she was leaning against a nearby tree, yawning with a hand over her mouth as she awaited her maid to finish cleaning her costume. Misa could have planned this all out as a way to keep her entertained or it could have been a wonderful accident, either way she was now finally satisfied for the time being and her impatience had vastly depleted. She seemed almost happy or content with the small smile that graced her face while she idly looked out towards the forest. It was still far from night time, however in her mind it might be interesting to stay out in the jungle all night. Maybe explore the run down temple for once or try and toss a bear out of its cave. Either way it was sure to be a wonderful night for her maid no matter what happened, her mistress had finally gotten in a good mood and now was the time when she could be asked for things or favors and have the best chance of having them rewarded.

“We won’t be returning to the guild tonight Misa, I’m in the mood to camp outside for once… Perhaps go to the run down temple or wrestle with a bear in it’s cave…” She said in a pondering tone, however the biggest sign of her good mood was the fact that she had actually used her nick name for her maid, a nick name that had came about when they were nothing more than innocent friends in what almost seemed like another life. “You wouldn’t happen to know of any caves on this island that might have a bear or two, would you?”

Misaki continued to hang there her moaning continued, every now and then her pitch would decrease, increase, and then decrease once more. Her face still glowing a beautiful crimson red, blood flushing through the veins underneathe her flesh, painting her cheeks a divine scarlet red. She stayed silent as her Mistress spoke of how she was at this moment nothign more than a slut. Though, the sadistic woman above her had not said such a thing directly, it was blatently obvious this was what she was implying. She body went slack when the vine was released setting her body back to square one. She had begun panting quiet heavily, her throat was now raw the constant stressing of her vocal cord running it dry. The next vine to be experimented with, throwing her through a metaphorical loop. Once more, the slutty maid would be brought into a bliss filled world of intense pain and pleasure. This aforementioned pain, resultign in yet another onslaught of slutty moans. This specific vine was hitting the most sensitive part of her body and drivign her mad in a figurative sense. She had already been well aware of just how much this amused her Mistress. She didn't know how long it went on, it could have very well only been a single hour or had it been multiple hours. Whatever the amount of time had been, for these hours she had been subjected to one new experiment after another. Her beautiful outfit being made dirty by her slutty bodies final reactions to the experiments. In fact, she had soiled her slutty tiger outfit to the point it now stank of sexuality. She had been kept on display for anyone who might happen to come see what was make such vulgar noises. Alas, her Mistress would have become bored with her new game.

Misaki sat on the ground, the better half of her vuluptous body exposed. She sat there diligently cleaning her outfit of her own leftovers. A few minutes later she had finished cleaning the outfit and quickly put it back on. A light gasp would pass her lips as she felt the tail brush up against her body. She had worn this costume a few times in the past, yet no matter how many times she put it on, the tail never ceased to arouse this kind of reaction. She was now greatful to whoever had set such a glorious trap, she couldn't help but feel like some unforeseen force had planned this ahead of time. She immediately walked towards her Mistress, slightly shocked to see a smile of all thing's upon the sadistic woman's visage. She couldn't help but be curious as to what her cruel owner was thinking at this very moment. Of course whatever it was she would end up helping and greatly enjoying the events which would unfold. "Gomen-nasai. It was rude of me to take so long to do such a simple task." This apology and the following words would be accompanied by a low bow. She was in all honesty surprised her Mistress had yet to condemn her to walking on her hands and knees. The reason for this surprise, was that the woman had always seem to make her perfectly act out the role and actions of the costumes she was made to wear. She listened to her Mistresses declaration of what they would be doing for the remainder of the day, as well as the proceeding hours of darkness, known as night time. Throughout this entire explination she would simply nod her head obediently. "No, Mistress. I'm afraid, I do not know of any caves, in which a bear or two might be living. Though, I will gladly find one if that is what Mistress desires."

As her maid finally finished cleaning off the outfit properly Angelica looked over at the sound of Misa apologizing. Her gaze sliding up and down her appealing body in obvious admiration, the fact that the other woman had a larger breast size, far larger, did nothing to intimidate her. If anything it was one of the most arousing things she found about the other woman, and one of her favorites to play with as well. “Lick faster next time, and rougher… I can still smell the stench of arousal from you.” She replied briefly before she turned her attention to what would come next. Voicing their plans afterward to see if her maid had anything further to add to it.

Hearing her words Angelica couldn’t help be turn her smile into something more amused and teasing as she pushed herself off of the tree and slowly walked towards her precious pet. “Are you sure it is a wise idea to crawl around the woods searching for hungry animals in that outfit? Who knows what all are hiding in this jungle, waiting for prey to show up… Your stench of arousal is just begging any male to come aand have their way with you, however feel free to go off in search of a bear alone. I won’t stop you, it might even be a fun experience for you.” She replied with an amused tone as she stood in front of her age old friend and maid, her head leaning down to whisper the final part softly in her ear as he hand gently caressed Misa’s thigh. This close she could still smell the sweat and arousal from the other woman. Her tongue reached out to slowly lick her neck to taste her maid as she slid her hand higher up her thigh to tease her, almost bringing it towards the area she knew her pet craved her hand to be as she instead stepped back with an amused glint in her eyes. “So, does the naughty pussy cat want to go off and find a big bad bear to keep her company for the night? Or do you want to keep that body of yours with only my scratches decorating your soft flesh?”

Misaki stood there watching her Mistress attentively, she could tell that her Mistresses thoughts were upon her supple H cup breasts. She was well aware of how much her owner adored them. Otherwise, she wouldn't play with them so much nor would she inflict so much pain upon them. Misaki had to stifle a moan as she thoughts about the pain that had been done unto her supple mounds. Simply remembering it was making her body react beautifully, her nipples stiffening and becoming erect quite easily. Her loins were stirring like crazy. "Gomen-nasai.... I'll do a better job next time, Angelica-sama!" She knew her Mistress had hoped for her to suggest more ideas, but at the moment all her mind seemed to be able to think about was sex. When she realized this she began to wonder if she was becoming what people would call a nympho. Alas, she threw these worries aside, deciding that she was perfectly normal. Well, as normal as a perfectly docile servant could actually be.

Misaki felt apprehensive as her Mistress would push herself off of the tree and walk towards her. The woman's smile had changed into an expression she knew very well, it was the expression most commonly used when she was about to be berated. Though, this was not always done in a bad way, quite often it was done with the intent of flattering her. "Gomen-nasai. Shall I remove the outfit and search while naked? I'm not sure that would be such a bad thing.... who knows they may help me properly entertain you Mistress." She replied with her usual meek almost frightened tone, as she gazed up at her age old friend and beloved owner, she felt flabbergasted at this suggestion and the very fact she would happily go along with it. Well, she would only do so if it was demanded of her. After all, her actions were for the most part depended on the whims of the other. She shudder slightly feeling her owners had caressing her inner thigh.

She knew her Mistress must be able to smell the lingering scents of sweat and her sexual fluids, which had now made themselves a permanent trademark of the particular outfit. This knowledge was quite embarrassing to her, as blood would once more flow through the veins within her cheeks, resulting in them being painted a beautiful, deep scarlet. She gasped ever so lightly, moaning as she felt the tongue of her owner being run slowly up her neck in teasing manner. As she wasn't already sexual frustrated enough, the woman insisted on running her hand higher up her thigh, narrowly and purposefully avoiding the spot wished to be touched at the most. She would frown as her beloved owner stepped back instead of proceeding. "Gomen-nasai.... Mistress I'd rather find one of my own kind, a tiger I mean. I'm sure they'd be more attracted to me in this outfit, than a bear would." She said in an oddly cheerful tone, most would not think someone in her position would be so effortlessly following up such perverted and in most regards taboo banter. Alas, such people would have long since been considered worthless peasents by the young servent.

Victoria was quite in a foul mood after waking up from the dragon assault for one her room had been mostly destroyed including half her clothing as she made a metal whip and began to storm out of the guild hall. She had to find that stupid woman she owed a favor to as well as much as she wished to ignore it she did owe her no matter what. As she made her way looking for the woman she began to sniff she had her scent as she would make her way toward the location as she made it there however when she got there she would see her licking a maids neck as she blushed from the sight as well as her rubbing the woman's thigh. She was not expecting to find this but the maid seemed happy as she asked if she should search naked for bears causing Victoria to sigh as she moved into site of the two.

"Well if it isn't that useless maid and the woman I owe a favor to, I guess I should tell you I hid my true magic that fight but that stupid ring was useless that fight my real magic is controlling steel and using it to well do things to anyone that pisses me off."

She snapped her whip in her hand as she looked at the maid she was pissed about her clothing being destroyed moving her foot toward the maid placing it in front of her she smiled looking up toward the other woman.

"I am in quite a bad mood those dragons destroyed most of my clothing... they even destroyed all my panties... so I have to wear this dam skirt with nothing underneath because it all got set on fire. Now maid its your job to clean lick my boot clean, every drop of it as your job is to serve us is it not. "

She snapped her whip once across the maids back leaving a small cut as blood trickled down slightly her face covered with a smile it was clear she was a sadist and loved to cause pain. She turned toward Angelica as she held her hand over her short skirt her face flushing some this was really embarrassing after she had seen Angelica naked for the most part and had her heart racing just seeing her again.

"What is the favor I owe you... I will do anything you ask but only this time I wont owe you forever... so make sure you make it worth your while."

Angelica was a lucky person to have a maid like Misaki, someone who followed orders eagerly and without question, one whom would do absolutely anything that was commanded of her without regard for herself. She could very well send the woman off to her death and Misaki would do so happily, however that was something that she would never do. After all one didn’t find such a rare treasure as her maid every life time, no she would keep her around for as long as she could. The fact that she would even lower herself to the status of mating with beasts just to entertain her mistress showed the depths of her devotion, a devotion that she found rather amusing as she let out a soft chuckle. The scarlet blush and pure amusement of the evening was sending her into an even better mood as she continued to tease her pet.

She had considered having her dear maid in similar situations before when she had grown bored tormenting her body. However for some reason having her maid do such a taboo activity gave her mixed emotions that she couldn’t quite understand, something that baffled her considering all of the things she has done to the woman. “I doubt there are tigers here, however if you desire I can make.. Arrangements to get one for you to play with. After all you deserve a pet to keep you company when I’m to busy to play with you.” She replied with an amused tone before the wonderful moment was crashed by someone charging in.

Angelica’s gaze quickly lost all amusement as it shifted to glare at the intruding sheep that she had to protect in the dragon fight, her gaze now hard and impatient she interrupted her fun time. The last time someone had charged in when Angelica was in a good mood the authorities couldn’t even find all of their body parts in the room… they still weren’t sure if it was just one person or more that had been killed. The only thing that held her hand right now was the fact that the sheep was a part of the same guild their boss was killing her would cause complications with their relationship to Maelstrom. So she put up with the woman, allowing her speak and vent her feelings. As she watched her maid being mercilessly whipped in front of her she simply shifted her gaze to continue watching the woman, her mind debating what to do as she continued speaking.

Victoria’s clothing issues wasn’t her problem, nor was her dirty boots, what was her problem was the natural order that must be kept. Misaki was her property, her maid, and her biggest entertainment, she was on a higher level than the common trash that walked the world simply because she was Angelica’s entirely. Stepping forward she leaned down to whisper softly into Victoria’s ears, so quietly that her maid couldn’t hear her. “Let me warn you right now, sheep. You were cowering in fear of those beasts as I held them off, you were the one screaming for help not me. You can play it off as you were hiding your true powers however if you didn’t have it in you to fight when the guild was under attack you are even more worthless than that tiger you just wiped. She cowered because she was weak, while you claim to cower while strong… However you interest me, so I shall be polite and forgive your rash actions against my maid. You may use her as you please, so long as you don’t do any lasting damage and nothing that can’t be treated within two weeks. In return we will simply tack it onto the favors you owe me already.” She said, at first in a dark and threatening tone that carried the weight of someone fully confident in their abilities. While at the end it had turned to slightly amused as she offered up her maid’s services in return for a bigger debt.

Steping away from the intruder she walked over to her maid and reached out, cupping her chin in one hand as she pulled her close for yet another passionate kiss. Her free hand reaching around to slightly run across the whip wound to gather up some of the blood on her finger. Pulling back from the kiss she lightly sucked the blood off of her finger while gazing into her maid’s eyes. The blood tasted sweet as always, metallic and strong, something that she enjoyed licking off of the various instruments she used on her maid… or even her maid’s own flesh at times. “For today this sheep shall get to play with you as she sees fit. You are not to be harmed or damaged in any way that has a recovery time of over two weeks, and if you fail to enjoy the punishments feel free to kill her or have me do it… however we both know you are far too much of a slut to care what she does to you isnt that right?” She said with a soft chuckle as she gently caressed Misa’s cheek before stepping back. The amused glint in her eyes once again to see someone else dominate her maid, it appeared as if the near death incident that the woman had stumbled into quickly collapsed into nothing more than more amusement for Angelica.

Misaki for the longest time now had considered herself to be world's second most lucky person, obviously Mistress Angelica was considered to be the world's most lucky person. Misaki was a lucky person to have a mistress like Angelica, someone who though on the surface may not seem like she loved or cared for her, certainly held such emotions. They were most likely kept deep down somewhere within at least one solitary fiber of her being. She was selflessly devoted to serving her, for many years now she'd followed every last order without question and greatly enjoyed doing so. She'd do anything this woman commanded, even if she was told to walk into the depths of hell she would gladly do just that. Of course, she knew quite well such an order didn't exist nor would it ever, her mistress cherished having her to toy with, she was more than content to be the woman's servant for the rest of eternity. She would smile happily up at the woman to whom she was endlessly devoted, tilting her head to the left a confused look upon her face as the other chuckled. Her face still painted scarlet as she continued to blush. She had been confused by the chuckle, but would not try to inquire about it. She was to drawn into her own enjoyment, at being teased so openly in such a provocative manner.

Her body still try desperately to calm itself. Though this struggle had been lost before it had ever truly began. The current state of affairs was only further her bodies deep sated lust for more attention, more teasing, more abuse, more of the very pleasure, which would drive her mad. "But I wanna do it now!" She whined to her mistress pitifully. "Gomen-nasai.... Mistress, won't that cost a lot? I couldn't ask you to do that for me." She gave a short apology for her previous whiny behavior, she'd had no right to whine like that. Her tone had now returned to be meek, she knew even if her sadistic owner was in a good mood at the moment. She was not allowed to behave as she pleased. However their wonderful moment would soon be shattered, the broken piece scattering as they were blown away by a metaphorical burst of wind. The moment had been ruined by the arrival of someone she had only seen once or twice, as she spent most of her time carrying out the orders of her owner.

She would look at the woman before her, the one who dared to interrupt a beautiful moment between a loyal servant and her beloved mistress. She glared at the woman angrily, but soon gave up on this fruitless anger and returned her attention to her owner. She could practically smell the annoyance being exuded by her mistress. She knew why the woman was annoyed, one of the moments she was indefinitely enjoying had just been interrupted. Interrupting the sadistic mistress was never a good idea and those who did so in the past were usually ripped to shreds. Though she had a feeling, this woman would find herself to be lucky, a blessing that the other should cherish for the rest of her life. When the woman called her useless and began to rant about her destroyed clothing the maid would simply ignore her. Instead of listening to the upset ranter, she would turn to her mistress a frown upon her visage. "Mistress, is that true, am I really useless?" She asked in a surprising upset tone of voice, a tone which was reinforced by the fleeting look in her eyes.

She watched as the other woman snapped the metallic whip in her hands and moved towards her. She wanted to attack this woman, how dare she interrupt their fun time. How dare she not bow respectfully, before using her filthy peasant eyes to gaze upon Mistress Angelica, normally these were thing's she would not stand for. However, she felt wary of the unusual implement within the woman's grasp. She had felt the steel tear into her delicate flesh, blood being drawn from the small wound. She had felt no obligation to do as this woman had just demanded of her. This woman's name was not the one tattooed just above her buttocks in the form of a tramp stamp. As such, she was not the one to which the maid was inclined to obey. She was initially confused as to why her mistress had allowed this to happen. She would begin to think back on her previous action, picking every little detail apart, she foolishly believed the whip had not be stopped because of a mistake she had made earlier. Of course, there were quite a few mistakes that came to mind. For starters, she'd taken far too long to finish cleaning the old bedroom, then she'd lost track of her mistress, and last but not least, she'd taken up to much of her owners precious time to lick her juices off of her outfit a few minutes ago.

She was confused when the whip did not rip into her flesh once more. Straightening herself out as best she could. Normal she would find abuse to be deeply arousing. Though, that was because of the person who gave her such agony. While she'd found the whips touch to be arousing, she hadn't been able to bring herself to moan like the slut she was, given who the whips handler was and who it most definitely was not. She looked over towards the woman and her mistress, her mistress was whispering into the woman's ear. Of course, not loud enough for the servant to make out what was being said. She stood there, reaching back she would run her fingers over the cut, resulting in her body shivering with excitement. This repulsive creature, that was now being spoken to by her owner, had actually managed to draw blood with one swing. In all honesty, she was surprised that a mere peasant was even capable of such a thing. She knew when their hush hush conversation was over, as not even a quarter minute later her chin was being cupped by her mistress. When she was missed passionately once more, she would easily melt into the blessing which had been bestowed upon her. She moaned lightly into the kiss as she felt her mistresses hand being run upon the whip wound on her back. She would smile happily, watching as the blood from her newest wound was sucked from the fingers of her sadistic owner. During this withdrawal and deposit of her blood was made their eyes had been linked the entire time. She couldn't help but feel a little bit sad, she'd truthfully wished her mistress would instead lick the blood from her soft, delicate flesh. "Gomen-nasai..... yes Mistress, I pitiful slut like myself will gladly be able to enjoy whatever the sheep can give me. Though, I am worried she won't satisfy mistresses desire for entertainment." She said most of this in a rather deadpan manner, giving off the impression of detachment toward the woman's ability to help entertain her beloved mistress.

Misaki having been given her instructions for the moment, would turn towards the aforementioned sheep and bow. Though it was not the usual low bow, with which one would infer respect towards someone else. This bow was rather high and lazily executed, this being meant to imply she still felt no inclination to respect this woman what so ever, and that she only saw this as following the desires of her owner. She then recalled the woman's previous command to clean her mud covered boot and figured this was still being expected of her. As such, she would drop down upon her hand and knees, crawling towards her temporary partner for entertainment purposes. Once she'd reached the woman she would stick her tongue out towards the woman's boot. The servants out-stretched tongue, being dragged roughly across the mud glazed surface of the garments material, as her tongue ran across the material the mud it ran over was seemingly pulled within the ridiculously busty servants mouth. She had not been given any instructions to spit it back out onto the ground. Therefore she assumed it was meant to be consumed in place of food. As such, she would swallow the foul tasting slop and resume cleaning......

[FADE TO BLACK]

So she would owe her more favors that was fine for now she needed to get some of her anger out as she watched the maid lick the dirt from her boot this was entertaining she seemed to be eating it what a nasty little maid she was. She placed the whip in her right hand and lashed the girl once more across the back a little rougher than the first time before kneeling down to the girl and smiling her hand running under her neck. She grabbed her whip as she tightly placed it around the girls neck and began to strangulate her some, she would not kill the girl no but she could tell this little bitch did not respect her one bit.

"Now, I am sure you might now but by losing the oxygen in this way is quite a way to turn someone on as you lose your air to your brain you began to either piss yourself or you are madly in love with the main and become incredibly horny. I would bet you are the latter so let me pull this a bit tighter, as for me owing you I guess I owe you more than one favor now, maybe we can have some other types of fun this day but right now I really just want to make her suffer."

She smiled as she released the whip before she would die, the girl would have a hard time breathing still as she had pulled it extremely tightly she was a lot stronger than she had appeared to be. She snapped the whip across the girls back once more this time aiming to remove her clothing straps, she would make this girl become naked like the stupid slut she was. She formed another object in her hand as it seemed she was able to form things out of metal it seemed to be some sort of ring as she smiled and looked over to Angelica.

"Would you like her to have any piercing if so I can gladly put them in place for you."

The instant that her maid back talked to her about wanting to be violated here and now Angelica’s hand was already swinging in midair, the back of which brutally slapped her pet across the cheek to snap her back into reality. No matter how her mistress was feeling she was still a maid and a servant for her desires, not the other way around. “I do as I wish, if you whine to me again I won’t reward you for your years of loyalty.” She replied in a calm and threatening tone before fate took over and the intruder showed up. This matter would be left on the back burner until a later time, a time in which she could properly decide if Misa deserved a pet of her own. Maybe she would capture a dragon for her that might prove interesting for the both of them after all. Angelica could tame a dragon while her pet could be it’s reward, granted she could do the same thing with a tiger but due to recent events she somehow found the scaled creatures more interesting.

As she pulled away from the kiss and her maid voiced her doubts of the other woman’s ability to entertain. Leaning in once again so that this time she could whisper only in her pets ear without the other woman hearing she spoke in an arrogant tone. “If she doesn’t satisfy me, than I will simply have you lick her blood from my flesh after I kill her. However know this, if you ever doubt your usefulness to me again I will punish you and not in a way you will moan happily about either. I’m not the type of person to keep useless things about. Now do enjoy yourself without fear of betraying me, if you put up a good show I just might think about getting more pets for you later on.” She replied before slipping away from her loyal maid to enjoy the show.

Watching her maid give a respectful, however in a way disrespectful bow she smiled softly to herself. Even with her orders to submit to the woman her pet was still resisting in her own manner, if it had been any other order she would have been punished for it… but for this one… she would be silently commended. Leaning back against a nearby tree she watched the show, her posture relaxed and seemingly at ease while her maid licked the mud from the woman’s feet. However she was also prepared to attack at a moment’s notice should she feel the woman was going too far, suffering a reprimanding from the boss was worth protecting her own. After all a sheep that cowered in fear at the face of dragons wasn’t worth as much as her own services were.

She continued to watch the show be put on, her pet being whipped and strangled as she began to count down in her mind the seconds the whip strangled her precious maid. It was amusing to watch it for a change, however it would be better if she didn’t have to keep count for the sake of protecting her property. If the whip was left on too long she would interfere before the risk was to great however as it was it was acceptable. “My maid is all the fun I need, we shall come to terms on something sheep.” She replied mildly as she continued watching, her head tilted to the side to get a better angle.

Closing her eyes as she was asked an idiotic question she sighed softly to herself. “Sheep, what did I tell you about before I gave you permission to use my maid… If you beg her nicely and sincerely I shall let her decide… if you do so without her permission and without begging properly we both know what I will do to you.” she said in an impatient tone before slowly opening her amber eyes, her gaze was hard and cold as she stared at the sadistic fox woman. She meant every word she had said now and then, if any permanent harm was bestowed on her pet a wrath like no other would be brought down on her. Piercings were permanent, she was lucky Angelica was even offering her a chance to scar her maid’s beautiful body as it is. However if her pet accepted it she would too.

The instant she'd been smacked, her face had become reddened once more she knew she had deserved it. After all, it was most definitely not her place to talk back to anyone let alone her owner. Though this was not uncommon, she often mistook her place in life when her Mistress was in a good mood, which quite often lead to the common act of physical abuse to be brought down upon her. "Gomen-nasai.... it won't happen again." She replied in a meek and obviously frightened tone. She would then have been kissed and threatened for speaking so lowly of herself, she knew this was not allowed of her, but it had as of late become a small habit of hers. Not longer after this incident occurred, would the twenty-six years old maid find herself, yet again on her hands and knees. This time it had not been at the command of her Mistress, alas, she'd obeyed the command and for next several minutes had would spend her time not only licking the boots clean of mud and dirt, but she'd furthered her own degradation by actually eating it. While doing this, she'd been perched with her supple H cup breast mushed against the ground, her ass up in the air. In such a position she must have looked as if she were presenting herself to a four-legged animal.

She'd soon feel the metallic whip being cracked down upon her back once more, this time rougher it would seem, the whip easily ripping through her skin, blood flowing from the wound. Seconds later she would feel the whip being pulled around her neck, gradually the whip had been tightened, her throat beginning to tighten some. The young maid would have been stricken with intense waves of pleasure. The pain and common fears of her air supply being stolen by the whim of another, most would find it horrifying, she however was the kind to find to be interesting and enjoyable. The pain of this ordeal as expected making her incredibly horny. However, just like any other human being in her position, she was not spared from the side-effect of pissing herself. The strong scent of her urine flowing into the air, as the aforementioned yellowish-green liquid trickled down her thighs. As all of this happened, she would listen as this woman spoke in such a disrespectful tone towards her Mistress. The woman's voice may not have shown any clear disrespect, but it definitely was not the tone she had come to expect others to speak in when addressing her Mistress.

Eventually she was freed from her strangulation, her body going limp, her face being mushed into the ground filling her mouth with the mud she'd previously swallowed as she coughed, gasping for air. A few minutes later, her ability to breathe properly had returned and the light-headed feeling which had previously taken a hold upon her faded. As soon as her ability to breathe had been returned, she expelled such breathe with the aid of a loud slutty moan as the whip, cracked down on the nape of her neck and the nape of her plump buttocks. The cords holding her clothing on easily being snapped in half. She would not move to cover herself, all in all, she had been trained so strictly that the word modesty no longer held value. When she heard the next conversation to take place, she couldn't help but smirk. Of course this would be hidden from view of the newcomer and her Mistress. She sat up looking from her Mistress to the other sadist in her presence. She didn't understand her next actions at all, she'd simply acted on impulse.

Misaki had reached up and slapped the rings from the woman's grasp. She sat holding them, her deep hazel eyes running over the metallic rings, she knew having these are piercing would hurt, but she'd enjoy it. As she stared down at them, licking her lips hungrily at the thought of the horrible tortures such things could be used for. She went beyond her Mistresses words, there was no need for this woman to beg her. "Please, Sheep-sama, can you pierce me!" She exclaimed with possibly a little bit too much excitement in her voice. All of this being done so quickly, the slutty maid had obviously yet again forgotten her place, and had yet to realize the gravity her actions held. She would surely be punished in a way that she would not enjoy one damn bit.

She prepared to ask the maid if she wanted to be pierced as she knocked them from her hand causing Victoria to in turn wait till she finished talking before slashing another whip strike across her back. Still she was pleased as she grabbed the piercing turning the woman toward herself before she began to place the piercings into very sensitive areas. The pain would be quite high as she simply stabbed the needle through without much thought for the pain it caused. She smiled as she looked at her work she was so horny now from inflicting the pain as she pulled the made close placing her lips on the girls.

"As long as I cause no physical harm longer than two weeks right... I guess I will enjoy this next than I hope you do not mind you can join if you want... I would not mind at all."

She pulled the maid close once more kissing her deeply and passionately as she would began to ravage the girls body this was the one thing that really turned her on.

-Fade to Black-

After several hours she laid tired and now naked herself and out of breath, that was the first time in her life she had ever made love to anyone but it was fun her face still flushing thinking of the activities she had just done. Of course she had inflicted many injuries on the maid during this but none that would take even a week to heal she licked her lips staring over at the maid and Angelica.

"I thank you... I really needed that I sure hope your maid also enjoyed it she seemed to like it a lot and I hope you also enjoyed it. That... was the first time for me you know... so I... well I am sorry if I was not great at this sort of thing."

Angelica sighed softly as her maid gave up the one chance she had of having someone beg her to let them do something to her. She couldn’t blame Misa for it, after all it was how she has been raised and treated all these years. It did make it less entertaining to witness however, making the other woman beg seemed like an amusing idea she would have liked to watch. She would have to remind her maid later on to listen when her mistress spoke when it concerned herself as well, she couldn’t have her maid ruining anymore future fun to be had. She continued watching out of curiosity as the piercing set in and the sheep took the leading role in a kiss, it had better be a good show to make up for ruining the interesting discussion she was having.

She hadn’t taken part in the games or activities, instead she had simply watched for the time being when it interested her or turn her attention to other things. When it was all said and done several hours later Angelica wasn’t as pleased as she had thought she would be, it wasn’t nearly as fun watching an amateur play around with her pet as doing so herself. However her pet had been enjoying herself and the sheep was a part of her guild; she couldn’t entertain herself by ripping her to shreds like she could with anyone else.

Hearing it was the sheep’s first time Angelica gained a wicked grin, her pet of all people would know the look in her eyes and grin as she gazed at her newest prey. Victoria had just revealed the little favor she received was worth more than Angelica had expected, and once she saw something to hold over people she never let it go. Misaki should know that she would be seeing a lot more of this new comer, and most likely her screams at night radiating from her mistress’s bed room. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself sheep. One’s first time is always the most special one they ever get… I look forward to collecting my favor from you… Maid, you have soiled your clothes again after I just had you clean them. If your going to continue making them filthy every chance you get I’ll have you crawl around naked for a month to teach you a lesson. Clean yourself up and go off to find fire wood, its getting dark soon and we don’t have time to go hunting like I wished.”

She had been far to captivated by how this woman had just made these rings out of what she thought was thin air, this was obviously not hte case. But one must remember, as servant Misaki's only really knowledge was how to obey others, she didn't really have the mind for much else. She wasn't dumb per say, she was simply so in tune with the overall meanign of her life that other things were nowehere as important to her. The second she'd finished speaking she had felt the whip crack down upon her soft flesh once more, as it had done the past few time her skin had been torn drawing a trail of blood. If one were to look at the ground below her, they would take notice of several small darkened patches. The dirt had been stained blood red by her bodies own crimson elixir of life. One would have expected a masochist such as the slutty maid, to have been brought great pleasure by having such things driven through such sensitive areas. Alas, all she was given the right to feel was a different brand of pain, the kind that even a masochist feared. It was that unforeseen and predictable pain, the kind you know will hurt horribly, you think you can handle it, but it ends up being much worse than expected. She panted for a few seconds trying to regain what little composure she possessed only to be cut off by a deep kiss. This kiss had not been expected, as such her eyes had widened as from shock. This was not the case, she was not shocked so much as she was amazed. The reason she had not been respectful towards this woman, was because of her own misunderstanding that the pain being inflicted upon her, was being done because of some sort of hatred towards her on a personal level.

When the kiss was broken off, she would finally lock down at what had been done onto her body. This sight flooding her cheeks with a scarlet hue, she now knew why it had hurt so much. The unpleasant sensation of this strange and new pain, it would not be one to leave her unless the piercing were removed. The state her body had been in when they were done would make sure of that. She was soon kissed once more, this kiss unlike the last had been brimming with depth and great passion. Internally she was yelling at herself for allowing a mere commoner, throw her into the same lust filled state her Mistress often threw and left her in for hours on end. Over the next several hours, many things were done to her, she'd unadmittedly enjoyed all of it. Obviously this pitiful slut of a maid would never voice this, she did not know if her Mistress would take offense to it. Alas, this span of time would eventually be drawn to its climax as were those involved. She lay there out of breathe, panting heavily, her body covered in the combined filth, her face burning a deep scarlet. If one listened closely, they would certainly hear the sounds of the young maid heart thumping. The life sustaining organ, beating faster than it had since she'd been let down from the tree several hours ago. She had no doubt even from this distance, her Mistress must be able to smell the unmistakeable stench one carries after having made love, the sluts body stank so strongly of it one would probably think she'd been bathing in their juice not lightly glazed by them. The ground under her now covered in large speckles of red, all of it had come from her, as if this weren't obvious already, she was the only one stupid enough to willingly let herself be beaten like this.

It took her a rather long time to regain herself, if only enough to speak her usual word, "Gomen-nasai~!" A few more minutes flew by before she was able to properly talk once more. Pulling herself into an up right position, she did not need to be told to clean herself, she'd immediately went about that task. It was a laughable site, a full grown woman, albeit below the rest of society in social standing, was now cleaning not only her clothing but herself as if she were some sort of animal. It would take her about five minutes before she was cleaned up to an acceptable extent. When she heard it had been the others first time, she could help but giggle lightly. This meant she could have very well lead the entire ordeal, in the case she'd been given such grand allowances. The maid had become quite experienced in this regard, though that was not something one would normally brag about. "Sheep-chan, I'm sure you'll come to enjoy it a lot...." She would then go on to say something that definitely was not acceptable. ".... I know Mistress Angelica will make your body nice hot. Maybe, you'll become as willing as I am!" She said this last part in a disturbingly cheerful and nonchalant manner, one which given her status and appearance seem very much out of place. When she heard her Mistresses threat she giggled. "But Mistress, I thought you told me crawling around naked meant I would be able to mate better." It was painfully obvious, this girl was either an air headed, or she was even more well tamed than she sometimes seemed. When told to go get fire wood, she hadn't bothered with trying to force the ruined clothing back onto her body, she had simply sprung up and ran off into the forest naked as the day she was born. She would start looking for fire wood, getting distracted by a strange glowing bug. She ran after it trying to catch it, she wasn't watching where she was going, this resulting in her running into something tall a furry. The sun by now already being gone, the world clouded in darkness. Whatever she had run into had taken notice of her, as seconds later she felt a large claw upon her bare chest. The piercing from earlier and her own fear causing her to scream loudly. Such screams would flood the vast jungle, this would hopefully alert her Mistress and the Sheep that she was in grave danger.

She felt quite out of breath as the maid obeyed her master but her masters words worried Victoria as she heard them she got a chill. She stood and began to get dressed but her body was quite sore it was the first time she had made love to someone so she felt rather exhausted from this unusual exercise as she heard a loud scream her clothing fully on now she quickly rushed toward the sound. She took little time to get there as she formed a large metal spear in her hand quickly moving in front of the other girl and slamming a shield she just formed in her hand into the bear knocking him back several feet.

"I think not no one will touch her you stupid bear except with the permission of her master even I have to ask. Are you alright.... did he hurt you if he did I am going to kill him."

She noticed a small bit of blood on the other girl as she was now enraged focusing her magic for a moment a large amount of spears formed in the sky she quickly grabbed the maid and carries her off as the spears began to fall toward the bear, it was going to be hell for it soon as it was still recovering from her slam she had done to it.

"Sorry I did not ask to pick you up but I need to get you out of here those spears wont feel good when they fall, I might seem like a coward but really I am strong I should never have hid my true magic from your master when we first met."

Angelica watched her maid run off into the woods after talking back to her, the amber gaze calmly watching her pet’s lovely flesh glisten with sweet juices as she disappeared into the forest. She would punish the woman for the comment, not horrible punishment due to the mildly entertaining night but punishment none the less. So she simply watched the sheep as her maid ran off to follow orders, her amber gaze calmly watching her redress like a predator stalking its prey. It wasn’t until she heard the scream that she moved, her body leaping forward before it even truly started as she gave chase. Her strides and athletic body easily carrying her past the slower sheep that had exhausted herself in love making as she disappeared into the woods.

When she arrived on the scene she saw the bear looming over top of her pet, growling and shuffling about. Her first instinct was to slaughter it where it stood, however she knew the signs of danger, the signs of a predator about to make a kill, the bear wanted something else besides her pet’s blood. Angelica gained a wicked smile as she slipped back into the trees, watching the events unfold before her. If she saw a worthy threat she would rescue her servant, however as of now the bear would be the punishment for back talking before Misaki ran off.

As the sheep arrived on the scene to save her pet Angelica sighed softly to herself, the punishment had ended to soon. Stepping out of the trees she made herself known as she glanced over at the sheep and her maid in her arms, the bear being dealt with already while her steady gaze locked onto the two of them. “You ruined the punishment sheep, this was a perfect irony for my servant who so carelessly spoke back to me after an order… Pet, I suggest you return to your task before another bear shows up at this scent of blood. Me and you both know that your life wasn’t in immediate danger just now, so it shouldn’t affect your duties.” She said plainly before turning her gaze towards the sheep. “As for you, no matter how strong you are you can never beat me. A helpful tip should you ever get the idea in that little head of yours.”