Mia stood in front of the mirror, admiring her new dress. She wore a white blouse. At the shoulders and below her neck opening the thin fabric gave way to a floral pattern of very well lace giving a glimpse of hide. Over this was a bootless coat, late blue and low cut, tied at the front with crosses of midnight blue ribbon. Her annulus matched the coat, flowing down to the tops of her soft leather ankle boots. The outfit was finely made, simpleton, but beyond anything she had ever owned before. Her hair was wanton and scented with a sweet oil. She felt like a princess, and she laughed happily at the thought.

Of course of instruction she was not a princess, nor did her ticket outfit lucifer that of the real princess who stood to the side of meat, smiling at her bedmaid's laughter.

Lucy, Princess Liana 's attendee stood beside the mirror. She made a spinning motility with her hired man and Mia gave a twisting, dame billowing out and lifting as she spun."It fits well"said lucy, her cat-like ears perking up slightly as she gave a smile that revealed her dentition, Mia's joy was infective.

Lucy turned away and left the way, going to narrate the seamstress the fit was right, and place the rest of the order.

As the door shut behind the tender, Liana stepped up beside Mia, who turned as she saw her fancy woman approach shot in the mirror. With a gentle mitt the princess brushed a digress lock chamber of hair away from the girl's face.

"Thank you for the clothes Ma'am"said Mia, blushing slightly at the touch. She gave a curtsy and Liana laughed.

"You look very ticket Mia, perhaps you will give thanks me properly later."

Mia blushed all the more at Lianas roguish smile.

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Mia did not think she was ever in all probability to get used to Liana's sleeping room. She had cleaned the princesses'chambers, of which there were a great many, for calendar month now, but she had never been in the bedchamber before she was offered the position of bedmaid. Her heart fluttered a little at the memory of that evening. Lucy had told her that Liana's old bedmaid had done trivial to delight the princess, having been assigned by her Fatherhood more to watch over his daughter than to serve her. Liana had never called her to her bed. Perhaps it was a augury of his surrender to Liana's stubbornness that the Riley B King had allowed his choice to be dismissed. Pleasing or not though, the old maid had certainly done a dear job of the cleaning.

The elbow room was large with a soft carpet and shining white bulwark, decorated with intricately painted floral patterns. The desk, dresser and cupboards were of sorry sepia, carved with ornate decorations, face fittings polished to a brilliant sheen. The room was dominated by the biggest bed Mia had ever seen. A four poster complete with silk canvass. The evening light gave the lacing curtain that hung over the one large window an orange tint.

Mia lit a splint from the little wax light she held and went from wall to wall lighting the gilded lamps. As she finished, the threshold swung undefended and Liana entered, immediately reaching up and removing her hair pins, letting her deep red locks cascade down over her shoulders. Mia blew out the taper, placed it on the vanity and stepped up to need the pin tumbler from her mistress. Liana gave her a grateful smile. As Mia placed the spangly pin into a box on the actor's assistant the princess flopped onto the bed in typically unladylike fashion. Mia returned and crouched to unbrace Lianas richly boots.

"Father is dull as always. I do trust he has given up on the suitors for the consequence, but he does not let me forget the subject."Mia frowned as the princess spoke, not from any annoyance at her, but the thought of the suitors was unpleasant. She still couldn't quite consider she had come to be so close to the beautiful Liana. She had watched her from afar for so retentive, and over the finale few days she had worried often that they would be parted.

Lifting her oral sex from the soft bed clothing Liana saw her retainer's scowl and laughed."Don't concern Mia, I won't be running off with any prince. As I said, even father is starting to give up on the idea."Mia smiled again, removed the boot and started to untie the former. After that one was removed, she stood and went to order the pair in the little closet beside the doorway. When she turned back Liana was standing with her backbone to her, hair lifted away from her articulatio humeri. Heart beating a niggling faster Mia began to untie the princesses'dress. As she loosened the ties the dress slipped down to rest on Liana's pallid shoulders. Tie undone, Mia started to slide the wearing apparel down revealing the princesses tight fitted undershirt which was cut just above her bust. Mia's fingers brushed against Liana 's spinal column as she crouched to delicately turn down the hunky-dory garment, finding her eyes lingering on the princesses shapely bottom, covered by silk, side laced, undergarments. Liana stepped forward out of the toilsome dress and Mia, cheeks flushed, stood and turned once more to go and hang up the dress.

Liana flopped down on the bed again, falling back into the sonant sheet of paper. Lifting her leg she began to undo the tie beam of her long white wind sleeve. When Mia turned away from the closet Liana was sitting up on the mix bed, holding the socks. With a grin she tossed them away over her shoulder to land on the far side of the bed. Mia, flustered by the smile, dutifully walked to the socks and crouched to retrieve them. When she stood and turned she found herself face to side with the still grinning Liana, now standing beside the bed.

"You owe me a proper thank you."said the princess, a playful edge to her vocalisation. Mia blushed at the sudden propinquity of the near naked stunner. Liana still made her feel a little sparkle headed."Would you like to give thanks me ?"the princess asked again, leaning forward slightly as she spoke. Mia knew the choice was genuine, although she was Liana 's bedmaid, and sealed matter were expected of the situation even if it was never really acknowledged, the princess had made it clear more than once that the alternative was Mia's to crap. Truly though, there was small she would like more than thanking Liana.

"Yes ma'am."she replied in a soft voice.

Liana's smile widened. She reached out, grabbed her maidservant by the collar of her low cut coating and pulled her closing curtain, boob to breast. Mia gave a piffling gasp of shock and Liana laughed as she held her for a moment, looking into her amah reddening face, feeling her quickening breath. Then the princess stepped back and, with finespun fingers, began to untie the knot that held the coat closed. Mia's heart pounded as the princess undressed her. For the live on few days, since she had taken this new position, she had served her schoolmistress as a wide-eyed servant. It was true that Lucy had taken her aside in the eve and talked her through a few skills that had her blushing with embarrassment, but the reality had not sunk in.

Liana pulled the ribbon free and slid the coat back over Mia's berm, warm hands brushing the fille skin through the lacework of her blouse. Liana let the fine pelage drib to the floor. She took a step back then and adopted a facial expression of exaggerate serious-mindedness, a conversant expression for Mia.

With a wicked tone to mate her expression Liana spoke"Undress."

Mia complied, thrilled by the retentivity the princess'tone evoked. She undid the footling tie at the neck of her blouse and, crossing her weapon system, reached down and slowly lifted the frail garment over her head, feeling it lift her breasts slightly as it slid over them. Following Liana's booster cable she let it drop to the base. next she crouched and one by one she unbuckled her ankle joint iron heel, slid them from her feet and placed them aside. The princess looked on, slowly twisting a lock of her hair's-breadth, her serious expression slipping into a grinning.

Lifting her skirt, Mia undid the silk ties that held up her long Stanford White wind sock and pulled each one off, feeling the flaccid carpet between her toes. She looked at Liana as her finger's breadth unbuckled the slight belt that held her skirt and blushed anew under the gaze of the princess. She looked into her schoolmarm'vibrant centre, locking her gaze, and then, holding eye tangency all the while, slid the skirt down. She crouched as she lowered it to the base and let it devolve. Liana let out a soft sigh. Slowly, Mia stood again. Her mistress spoke.

"That is enough for now."Liana stepped forward and gently ran a hand over Mia's hair. The girl felt herself thrill at the touch.

"How shall I thank you ma'am ?"she asked as Liana ran that hand down the side of her face and onto her neck.

"Perhaps you will babble for me again."As the princess spoke her deal reached Mia's shoulder and continued down, the pourboire of her foresighted delicate digit brushing against her maid, passing over her collarbone and down onto her breast, caressing the peril cutis above the line of her cotton bra.

Mia was not a singer, and she thought she knew what her schoolmistress meant.

"Please let me sing for you ma'am"she answered, a slender tremble of anticipation in her voice.

Liana let her fingers rest on the missy breast, playfully running them along the top of the cotton wool undergarment. She watched with a smile as the girl 's lowly nipples became ever More clearly visible through the flimsy cloth, and the patrician movement of her breathing grew more rapid. She looked up into Mia's eyes and spoke.

"Fetch the hairbrush from my dresser."

She saw the look of stimulate pleasure on her retainer 's fount, the Saami look the girl had tried to hide days before in that frigidity dungeon cell.

Mia stepped back and walked towards the vanity, feeling a tingle where her mistress'fingers had been. The hairbrush was large, panoptic and paddle-shaped, made of smooth stained wood. Mia felt an eager thrill as she lifted it. She turned back and saw Liana sitting on the bed once more.

She was perched on the edge, slender parted a little. She beckoned to her servant. Mia approached and Liana took the brush, placing it beside her on the satin sheets. She beckoned once more, and as Mia stepped forward she reached out, placed her tender hands on the young woman 's waistline and gently positioned her before her. close, almost between her legs.

Mia looked down at her mistress, feeling the warmheartedness of Liana's hands against her hide, the warmth in her red brass and the steadily growing warmness between her legs. Very slowly, Liana's hands slid down onto her second joint, slender finger's breadth brushing the side of her buttocks. Mia shuddered and let out an airy gasp. Liana hooked her thumbs under the association of Mia's cotton pants and began to slew them down. Her fingers followed the lady friend's curve ball, slipping down her buttock and onto the dorsum of her legs. Mia felt her pulse climbing as those easy paw caressed her, felt the aristocratic pressure as Liana pulled away the panties, exposing her. Liana let the undergarments descent. Mia's cheek burned as she felt her mistress'heart on her exposed twat, she watched Liana postulate in her obvious arousal, a gentle smile on her face.

Liana's hand lifted away and she looked up at Mia. Mia in turn gazed into her eyes as the princess reached up and loosened the tie on the front of her own undershirt. Mia felt her throat tighten in prevision as Liana crossed her arm and slowly lifted the thin tweed top. The princesses'unfluctuating white meat lifted with the cloth. They bounced slightly as the top slid over them, exposing complete nipples. Mia was faintly aware, through the soft daze that filled her head, that her jaw had dropped. Liana's soft chuckle, as she cast the top away, brought Mia's eyes back to her mistress'smiling aspect and she blushed all the harder as she clamped her mouth shut. Liana laughed again and lifted her hand, taking hold of Mia's upper arm. Mia's nub was in her mouth.

Gently the princess pulled her forwards. She guided Mia so that the maiden branch straddled her left thigh as she sat on the edge of the bed. Then she placed her handwriting on the girl's shoulder joint and slowly turn her forwards. Mia allowed the princess to lower her. She trembled as she sunk onto the bed, placing her implements of war on the satin weather sheet and sliding forwards so her chest rested on the diffused bedding. She lay beside Liana's as she straddled the princess leg, her bottom exposed. Mia felt Liana's naked skin against the lips of her dampening puss. Liana lifted her leg a little and the imperativeness brought a indulgent groan from Mia. With a gentle laugh Liana shifted her leg once more, and Mia gasped at the pressure.

Liana ran the tips of her fingerbreadth across her amah back and the girl wriggled under her trace. Liana felt the warmth of her against her tegument and smiled."Are you ready to sing for me now Mia ?"

Mia felt Liana 's right hand steady down on her bottom as she spoke.

"Yes ma'am"she answered, voice quivering a little in her excitement. Liana continued to caress her. Running her open helping hand over her tail, fingers straying onto her inside thigh and up, along the inside of her cheek. Mia shuddered as those fingers came teasingly finis to the heating system between her ramification. Liana spoke again, her whole tone gentle and her vox soft.

"You can peach as loud as you like Mia. I've had Lucy workplace her tricks, no auditory sensation will leave this room."

Mia's breathing space caught a short as Liana squeezed her rump, finger pressing into her figure, lifting her cheek and letting it drop back as they lifted away. She waited, hearing her heartbeat and her repair breathing time, feeling the heat of the raw leg between her thighs and the atmospheric pressure against her pussy.

The first slap was gentle, striking just above her legs with a indulgent clap. It was followed quickly by a second on the early cheek. She stretched her arms in figurehead of her, letting her weight sink into the lenient bed. More strikes followed. Liana set a steady calendar method of birth control, the force of the blows slowly rising. Mia felt the familiar sting and warmth as Liana's strikes hit first one impertinence then the other, working over her tail from the base of her legs upwards in a zigzagging pattern of penetrating slight bunko. Her breath grew heavier, and she wriggled, feeling the unfirm pressure of Liana's leg against her. The strikes grew stronger, bringing delightful flares of pain, building the hotness in her exposed skin. She gasped gently at the reverse now, flexing with the speech rhythm. Without pausing Liana spoke once More, interpreter matching the pacing of the slaps.

"I think you can sing louder than that."

Then the bang grew forceful, ringing against Mia's bottom. She flexed and wriggled under the tart blows. Gasping, as the pain and the heat grew intense, feeling petty waves of pleasure as at the sting of the strike and the pressure of Liana's second joint. Still not breaking her regular recurrence, which now began to build up in rate, the princess put her leave arm around her amah's chest. Mia lifted herself a little and felt her mistress fingers slide onto her breasts, sliping under her cotton wool bra and pulling it down. The slaps did not slow and her gasps grew into picayune exulting yelping of pain. The heat in her bottom grew and grew, the unspeakable sting of the strikes feeding it. She lost herself in the rhythm, moaning, crying out, gasping for breath. Liana's fingers caressed her thorax, circling her tit and squeezing her breast.

A to the full forcefulness, ringing, slap sent a wave of thrilling nuisance into her, she arched her back, pushing her slit against her mistress'leg. to a greater extent slaps followed, a calm count of ten blistering blows, bringing yelp of delight with their painful stinging, that left a fiery burn in her reddened ass. Liana paused then, fingers still caressing Mia's breast. Mia's breath was heavy, she could feel tears in her heart as she panted, luxuriating in the heat energy of her arse and the throbbing between her legs.

Again Liana caressed her merchant ship, rubbing the bright red skin. Again her fingerbreadth ran up Mia's thigh toward her pussy and the miss moaned. Those digit slid down again, then back and finally between her leg. Mia gave a gasp that became a shuddering moan as Lianas fingerbreadth brushed against her pussy. She lifted herself slightly and the fingers slipped between her lips, gently parting them as they continued up to brush with a gentle tactile sensation against her clit sending a wave of hot pleasance through her. As Liana's elegant finger massaged her, she moaned and through the soft haze in her pass she wondered for a moment if this could really be happening, then Liana's finger slew insider her and she knew it was. Her breathing grew more mad. She gripped the bedsheets and gasped as Liana, with a drill, blue touch slid the finger in and out, another still massaging gently around her button. Her back arched as the pleasure built. Her gasping moans built and built, merging into one cry of pleasance as another finger entered her, the two sliding deeper, pulling back. She lifted herself as they pushed, shaking now as she felt the orgasm building. One dextrous digit still caressed her clit as she rose and fell, breather contracting. The climax washed over her, and she let out a scream of thoroughgoing pleasure, shuddering with the exit as she felt Lianas finger's breadth slip from her kitty, to rub gently between its mouth. Still shaking, taking panting breaths as she lay against her fancy woman she heard Liana speak.

"You sing beautifully my dearest. Can I hear more ?"

Mia could not reply immediately. She could only lie there, hearing her heavy breathing time, feeling Liana against her. The princess had withdrawn her hand from between her legs and now tenderly stroked her back. After what seemed a long while to Mia in her warm fog of pleasure, she found her voice.

"Please let me sing for you again ma'am."

Liana laughed, and Mia felt a wave of lovemaking for her mistress, a feeling of rapt wonder that she was really with her.

"The copse this clip Mia."

In answer Mia nodded, and settled against Liana's thigh once more, flexing to deliver her bottom. The shamelessness of the military action struck her and she giggled. A moment later she felt the cold wood of the hairbrush skin senses against her, patting twice against her cheek. It withdrew. She held her breath. The work stoppage of the labored brush sent a moving ridge of botheration through her still burning rear. She yelped and wriggled. Liana did not let up. The second blow came quickly and again Mia cried out at the botheration, a sound edged with pleasure. A break, Mia caught her breath, and then another rapid pair of strikes caught her. bout stung her center as she cried out, the ardor in her bottom rising.

Another intermission, another span of strikes, so quickly did they do that the bite of each seemed to blend into one, an intense burst that set her tears flowing. Mia shuddered as she caught her intimation, already anticipating the next blows, tidal bore for them, reveling in the burn. She received ten dyad of strikes, crying out with full phase of the moon voice, face stained with tears, wondering if she could endure the fierce intensity. She felt the heat between her pegleg again, the press as she bucked with the blows, rubbing against Liana 's leg. After the go coke fell. She flopped against the bed, panting, eyes clouded with tears, a smile of satisfaction on her aspect as she felt the fiery burning in her rear.

Gently, Liana lifted her. They rose to their base and Liana took the young lady in her arms, stroking her hair and holding her finis. Mia buried her face in that fatheaded haircloth, smelling the aroma of sweet oil color and of her schoolma'am as gentle, happy, prick shook her. After a farsighted while Liana began to turn, still in the embrace she lowered Mia to the bed. Lying there with her, arms entwined she whispered in her ear

"Shall we hear the end of the song ?"

Mia pulled her head back to depend into Liana's center. Gently the princess untangled one arm and brushed the rent from Mia's face. With a full smile Mia spoke, but she did serve the interrogative, instead, lying there in the intensity of that embrace she spoke her mind.

"I love you."She said. Her words shocked her, and her eyes widened with a sudden fear, but Liana stroked her tomentum and replied.

"And I love you Mia, you have become most dear to me. Isn't it funny how fast it has come on ?"In truth, for Mia, it had not been fast, she had known she loved Liana for more than than a year, though only now was it More than a aloof, uncivilized, calf love. Mia's snag began anew, happiness and electrical shock bringing a lovesome flood that Liana's gentle finger could not wipe away. They lay there together for a prospicient piece as Mia cried and Liana stroked her hair. Eventually the binge began to slow.

"Let's finish the song."whispered Mia, interpreter choked by a little sob. She reached down then, her digit sliding over Lianas stomach, down to the top of the princess'silk panties where they slipped beneath the material. She found Liana warm and moist, her fingers caressed her schoolmarm as she thought back to Lucy's instructions. The princess, starting to breath heavily, reached down and with a trembling handwriting undid the tie that held her pants in piazza. Hand freed of the constraining fabric Mia ran her digit along the lips of Liana's pussy. After a second she slid the up again and began to encircle the princess clit. Now Liana extend to too placing her fingers between Mia's legs once again. Gasping with pleasance, each flexing with the former 's contact, the pair looked into each other 's eyes. Liana leaned forwards and kissied Mia on the mouth, a prospicient candy kiss that sent a tingle of joy through Mia every bit as stiff as that Liana's dexterous fingerbreadth gave her. Entwined there, their intimation began to sync. Mia slid a finger's breadth into Liana and Liana answered with her own. She could feel the princess trembling, even as she shuddered with the growing pleasure of Liana's come to. They gasped for breath, moaned, kissed and pulled closer. Breast against knocker they writhed as their pleasure grew. Lianas pant and small watchword of joy seemed to Mia the odoriferous sounds that she had ever heard. Liana slid another finger into her and she moaned, reciprocated. The pleasure grew, Mia felt the climax approaching. Liana's yell were coming fast now, her expression flushed red to match her dishevelled hair. The princess'eyes stared into Mia's with an vivid and joyous look. They kissed again, the stride of their fingers growing, trunk shaking and then they came together, delight washing over them as they cried out with the sweet release. Panting, their hint still matching they lay back but did not become their brass away. For a long time they lay there, each with an arm still beneath the other. Liana's free hand stroked Mia's hair, and Mia's did the same, digit running through those red lock. Mia did not desire to move, it seemed that this must be a dream and that she would soon wake, but Liana was really there. She could feel her warmth, see her breast rise and fall with her still gravid breath, tone at her pale, beautiful, boldness, still flushed red.

When their breath had returned, Liana rolled onto her side facing Mia, meeting the girl 's middle. She pulled her into a close up embrace and there they lay, coat of arms around each early, until Lucy found them in the morning. With a all-inclusive smiling upon her face the attendant turned and left the room. leaving the lovers to kip a little longsighted .