katalynn
Playing with demons
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~ Closed for PP1 and I ~ Hope you enjoy ~
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Liath was still fairly young in her mid 20's working her way through college. Finding the perfect job to take, it paid decently seeing how she only worked for Victor Taft two days out of the week and half days on saturday. It worked in more ways than one, she didn't have to speak all the time. Her english was far from perfect, though it is one of the classes she has been taking, it was still hard for her to use some words. Misunderstanding Victor when she first started, but now that she has been with him for two months things were much easier.
Victors estate was enormous, a mansion with four floors. The main floor is where the guest would be greeted and escorted into a waiting a room until Victor would come down, depending on who the guest was they would never make it past the waiting room. Such as today, what she assumed was his personal banker came over and with apparent news that Victor did not like.
The rest of floor had a dining hall where he threw his parties, a huge kitchen like nothing she has ever seen before. Fire pit in the center that allowed the cooks to make roated pig, three different stoves along a brick wall. Pans hung from the ceiling, black marble floor. It had everything. Leading out to the gardens and many paths that she hasn't been down yet, not knowing how far they go.
The second and third floor were nothing but various rooms. Mostly guest rooms for he knew all kinds of people and many would stay after parties or out of state visits for one reason or another. The fourth floor was his floor, his personal chamber. A room that he called his gaming room but she hasn't been in there it's always locked and he never gave her the key to it. A few other random rooms such as his study, a library, a glass room that over looked the moutains and the night sky, this was her favorite room.
Recently she found out about her grandmothers death, leaving Liath with the deeds to her castle. Most of the paper has been finished, in fact more than enough of it was finished. yet she needed some excuse to go to this castle, only been there a few times as a child, she wanted to see what shape it was in now. Perhaps make it into her vacation home for when she went back home to visit.
Victor scared her on some level, mostly the fact that she couldn't speak english very well and he was such a powerful man. But today she wanted to remind him that she was leaving in a few days, she hasn't seen another maid to take her place, less he found someone while she was in class. Other than she just wanted to make sure he hadn't forgotten.
Finding him out on the balcony looking over his garden, he seemed to have something on his mind so she would try and make this quick as possible, not wanting to make a fool of herself or take up to much of his time. After all she was only a maid to him, granted he took care of her every need so far, still, she was nothing to him. So she thought.
"Sir...... Is it a good time to.. speak with you a moment?"
Liath tried to sound cofident, though failed at the attempt as she tried to find the polite way of getting his attention. Her heart was racing in her chest. Victor stood taller than her 5'5 frame, her small frame made her look fragile to most people. Yet, with how she was raised and the chores she did for him she was nicly toned. Wearing a white shirt that barely showed an outline of her purple lace bra that gave her firm breast a nice veiw to look upon. Black skirt that was just below the knees, being as shy as she was even this skirt was to short for her. Underneath the skirt though she was bare, wearing only knee high stockings. Underwear were always to confining for her, and she loved the feel of her shaved crotch being bare. Course, never in her life would she tell anyone of such things.
Her green eyes casted down at the floor, to shy to look up at him, knowing everytime she did, she would lose her focus. Feeling the flush already burning in her cheeks as she waited for his answer. Light blonde hair ran down to the center of her back with red and purple ribbons braided into it.
Just two more days, two more days and I'll be free for two weeks. I can do this, I can get past these few moments just to remind him..... Two more days..
Her thoughts were running wild, biting her lip, he did look good even she couldn't deny that. But again, she was just some maid to him.
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Liath was still fairly young in her mid 20's working her way through college. Finding the perfect job to take, it paid decently seeing how she only worked for Victor Taft two days out of the week and half days on saturday. It worked in more ways than one, she didn't have to speak all the time. Her english was far from perfect, though it is one of the classes she has been taking, it was still hard for her to use some words. Misunderstanding Victor when she first started, but now that she has been with him for two months things were much easier.
Victors estate was enormous, a mansion with four floors. The main floor is where the guest would be greeted and escorted into a waiting a room until Victor would come down, depending on who the guest was they would never make it past the waiting room. Such as today, what she assumed was his personal banker came over and with apparent news that Victor did not like.
The rest of floor had a dining hall where he threw his parties, a huge kitchen like nothing she has ever seen before. Fire pit in the center that allowed the cooks to make roated pig, three different stoves along a brick wall. Pans hung from the ceiling, black marble floor. It had everything. Leading out to the gardens and many paths that she hasn't been down yet, not knowing how far they go.
The second and third floor were nothing but various rooms. Mostly guest rooms for he knew all kinds of people and many would stay after parties or out of state visits for one reason or another. The fourth floor was his floor, his personal chamber. A room that he called his gaming room but she hasn't been in there it's always locked and he never gave her the key to it. A few other random rooms such as his study, a library, a glass room that over looked the moutains and the night sky, this was her favorite room.
Recently she found out about her grandmothers death, leaving Liath with the deeds to her castle. Most of the paper has been finished, in fact more than enough of it was finished. yet she needed some excuse to go to this castle, only been there a few times as a child, she wanted to see what shape it was in now. Perhaps make it into her vacation home for when she went back home to visit.
Victor scared her on some level, mostly the fact that she couldn't speak english very well and he was such a powerful man. But today she wanted to remind him that she was leaving in a few days, she hasn't seen another maid to take her place, less he found someone while she was in class. Other than she just wanted to make sure he hadn't forgotten.
Finding him out on the balcony looking over his garden, he seemed to have something on his mind so she would try and make this quick as possible, not wanting to make a fool of herself or take up to much of his time. After all she was only a maid to him, granted he took care of her every need so far, still, she was nothing to him. So she thought.
"Sir...... Is it a good time to.. speak with you a moment?"
Liath tried to sound cofident, though failed at the attempt as she tried to find the polite way of getting his attention. Her heart was racing in her chest. Victor stood taller than her 5'5 frame, her small frame made her look fragile to most people. Yet, with how she was raised and the chores she did for him she was nicly toned. Wearing a white shirt that barely showed an outline of her purple lace bra that gave her firm breast a nice veiw to look upon. Black skirt that was just below the knees, being as shy as she was even this skirt was to short for her. Underneath the skirt though she was bare, wearing only knee high stockings. Underwear were always to confining for her, and she loved the feel of her shaved crotch being bare. Course, never in her life would she tell anyone of such things.
Her green eyes casted down at the floor, to shy to look up at him, knowing everytime she did, she would lose her focus. Feeling the flush already burning in her cheeks as she waited for his answer. Light blonde hair ran down to the center of her back with red and purple ribbons braided into it.
Just two more days, two more days and I'll be free for two weeks. I can do this, I can get past these few moments just to remind him..... Two more days..
Her thoughts were running wild, biting her lip, he did look good even she couldn't deny that. But again, she was just some maid to him.
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