The Smile of a Woman

[Honey_B]

The Smile of a Woman...
A thread for the participation of Honey_B and lusty00.

The year 1503, Florence, Italy: A relationship begins between a maid and her lady.

My interview was completed. I had secured the position. Even so, I shivered in dread. Not for myself. No, for the poor mistress I would now be serving. I had just been hired by the woman's husband, a very rich merchant by the name of Francesco del Giocondo. Having just left his office, his face was emblazoned on my mind's eye. His was a stern visage with a dirty white torrent of a beard and a voice like breaking stones. I still felt his eyes, iron pikes that looked at, and saw, everything. I shivered again.

He had explained that I would earn twice the pay of a ladies maid because my duties would extend to enforcing a set of his decrees:

The Lady was not to leave her chambers after dark.
The Lady was not to have any male callers.
Her needs were only to be met by me.

Now I am not one to ask questions, especially for that kind of compensation. That was true until I saw my new mistress. I knocked quietly upon the door of her quarters. A quiet voice bid me to enter. When I opened the door, I was struck by the saddest face I have ever seen.

"Hello, m'lady. My name is Juliana and I have been hired to serve you as your new maid. Whatever is the matter?"

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[Guest]

Lisa looked up as a yound, pretty maid walked into her chamber. Her sadistic husbands word running circles around her head. 'You will not recieve pleasure through anyone but who I tell you, I have arranged for a maid to serve any sexual needs you may have. I myself feel you are to lowly to accomadate a real man such as myself. You will not be allowed out of your room at any time except for when I have guests, never will you see another male face. Obey me and your life will be bearable, disobey me and I will kill you without a second thought.'
Lisa focused on the face of the young maid and breathed shakily, blushing heavily as she realised that the maid would have received strick instructions from her husband and would know exactly what her extra duties would be.
Lisa glanced down again unable to speak, her mortification and embarassment evident in her face, her hands twisted nervously in her lap and she waited for what the maid would do next.

 

[Honey_B]

"Not feeling particularily talkative? Well, that is quite all right, dear. I have lots of talk for the both of us. Now, I've been told to get you ready for dinner with your husband. You are really quite lovely, aren't you."

 

[Honey_B]

And she was, Julianna thought. Long, dark hair that flowed down the girl's back. She had expressive brown eyes that seemed to have the power to speak to Julianna. Unfortunately, they were drenched in unhappiness.

Which was the exact opposite of Julianna. At least ten years older then the girl, the woman's tawny eyes danced with merriment. She looked upon life as a constant source of pleasure and amusement. Her lust for life was infectious. The beautiful maid considered herself to be in her prime. Certainly, many Florentine gentlemen (and ladies for that matter) thought so too. The woman had a figure that could only be described as lush, with a full bosom, slender waist, rounded hips, and long legs.

"Shall I draw a bath for you my lady?"



Possibly an artist's conception of Julianna...

 

[Lustyoo]

Lisa looked upon the maid that was offering to help her bathe. The maid seemed very upbeat and full of delight, quiet the opposite fom most people she had meet in her secluded circle. The people she had meet had been stifled by matters of politics and social heirarchy. To concerned with how they appeared to other people rather than embracing life. Lisa envied the maid, her life had been sheltered and no real joy had ever seemed to blosom around her. Where Lisa may have been brought up in wealth the maid had been brought up in another kind of wealth altogether. Her recent marriage did not seem to have any hope of altering this fact in fact Lisa would say she was in for an even more drab and joyless life than ever before.

OOC: Spelling mistakes are probably in abundance but I was to lazy to go throught them. Most likely do them later.

 

[Honey_B]

"Well then, a bath. I shall have to give you one whether you answer me or not. I have no desire for that husband of yours to be angry with either of us," Julianna said with a merry laugh that brightened the room.

"I have arranged for the sculleries to bring up heated water," the maid said as she opened the door to a hesitant knock. A trio of little scullery maids traipsed through the room, carrying buckets of steaming water. The one in the lead opened another door that Julianna presumed lead to her mistress's stanza da bagno.

Like most ladies of a certain station, Senora del Giocondo's boudoir consisted of a suite of rooms. Julianna presumed the opposite door led to her mistress's bedchamber.

Her lady had a fine copper wash basin that Julianna admired immediately. She supervised its filling and then shoed the little maids out of the room.

"M'lady, allow me to help you undress." The maid attacked the buttons and ties at the back of La Gioconda's dress with calm efficiency. The girl seemed to tremble. She had to lift her mistress's arms high above her head so she could slip off the dress. She had an extraordinarily beautiful body that slowly revealed itself as the maid removed her lady's undergarments.

"You have a glorious body, my dear. Let's get it into the washtub before you catch your death."