Maid’s Night

On the first night, the master’s bride couldn’t be found. In the empty bedroom of the princess, the master ordered Evely, who was at a loss of words. “You will take the princess’ place.” It started off as a simple tease, a light joke. However, the maid who feared him yet didn’t avoid him… She roused his feral instincts. “M-Master.” “Yes, I’m your master.” And so… “Put your tongue out.” * * * A slightly hoarse voice sounded over the head of the maid, who accidentally shifted her head in the wrong direction. “I asked; what do you have to do?” Confusion hitting her, Evely slowly glanced up. Her eyes took in his firm thighs, unsure of where to look. “The work I need to do is clean ...