Arabella hurried to the kitchen and dropped her plates into the sink, and for the rest of the day she busied herself with the rest of her chores. She scrubbed the guest bathroom and toilets in the house, dusted the shelves in the library and mopped the floor, cleaned the windows in all the rooms in the last floor of the mansion. When she was done with all of these, she saw that time had passed so well, and also sure that her master would no longer be at home anymore only then did she decide to risk going downstairs to clean the kitchen.She knew that Mrs George must have been done preparing lunch which Master Klaus would have whenever he returned home for dinner - Her master barely stayed at home in the afternoon - She stepped into the kitchen to meet a stack of greasy plates and pots in the sink, and without complaining, she proceeded to wash all the plates, and pots clean. Drying everything with a neat red towel, she arranged the cutleries into their designated cabinets and comp
Klaus had quite a restless night after dinner, but he was finally able to give himself some necessary rest. The next morning, he got up and went about his normal morning routine. He had his breakfast earlier than usual - and without Arabella. He wanted the lady to have her space. Absence made the heart grow fonder after all, did it not? After his breakfast, he had a few minutes to go through his phones for business meeting schedules and messages from clients that he needed to reply to.He spent thirty minutes on his phone before he headed to the gym in his mansion. Klaus found working out therapeutic. It helped to clear his mind and keep his thoughts straight, and with the recent happenings with his new maid, Arabella, he needed to clear his mind a lot.So he pumped his energy into his push ups, planks, bench presses and every one of his muscle workouts.Once he was done, he picked up his water bottle and gulped down all the content in the bottle. He held his bottle in his right ha
"Come on, girl. Don't act dumb. Everyone knows that you're fucking the boss, so the name suits you. I have to give it to you though. You are so pretty and hot. It doesn't matter if the master has taken a huge chunk, I would love to take a bite of you too."Klaus overheard the guard speak in a disgusting tone, that caused his stomach to turn as he walked up the stairs. He stood at the foot of the stairs and caught the man raising his hand to touch Arabella, and in a second Klaus saw red.He knew he had to do something immediately, because if the man's hand touched Arabella, he would be left with no choice but to chop both his shoulders off and feed his arms to the dogs and vultures.His eyes widened with rage and his stomach burned with anger."What the hell is going on here?" He snarled with a loud voice.His voice resonated from the walls, and he got the desired effect he wanted when he saw both Arabella and the guard freeze on the spot. Neither of them had turned to look at him, f
Once again, Klaus was seated across the table, while Arabella sat by his side. He kept his eyes on his plate, while he watched her from the corner of his right as she stole glances up at him. They had not spoken to each other since the event earlier that day, and Klaus was not interested in starting a topic about it.However, it seemed to him like his slave had other things in mind. She’d cleared her throat and shifted in her seat continuously, and even though Klaus pretended not to see her and paid her no mind, he couldn’t help but be curious. Busying himself with eating his delightful meal of chopped pork, Klaus comported himself and said nothing. “I want to thank you, master for…" She paused, blurting out and finally saying something.Looking her over and arching a brow, he silently demanded an explanation for what she was thanking him for. He watched with keen eyes as she swallowed hard and he looked away from her."I meant to say thank you for saving me today, from the guard
Klaus was taking things easy with her.His mouth dropping soft kisses all over her body, he caressed her hair and shoulders lovingly, as he tried to calm her down.“Are you ready, Arabella?” He asked gently, looking deep in her eyes as she nodded slightly.“Are you sure?” He asked again, his eyes wandering from her eyes down to her neck, and leaning in close he dropped soft kisses on her naked collarbone.Damn! She looked so pretty, even in the dimly lit room. She looked so gorgeous on his bed, and he never wanted to stop seeing this sight.She snorted slightly as if in response to the question he’d just asked, and that was all the cue Klaus needed, because without saying a word he inserted his erect dick slowly into her dripping wet pussy.Pulling his fingers out of her mold, he froze when she let out a soft whimper, and his eyes glazed with lust and pity at the same time.“Does it hurt? Should I…”She didn’t let him finish, because she wrapped her hands around his neck and muttering
Arabella was finding it difficult to sleep. As she continued to toss and turn in her bed, all she could see in her head were the images she had seen outside the house last night. No matter how she tried to convince herself that her mind was messing with her and there was nothing wrong with a Halloween themed men's night out, something within her couldn't help but feel like there was more attached to what she saw last night.She started to rethink many things she had not thought anything about before. The dragon tattoo he and his guards had. A subtle mark on the heads of his guards, that she’d seen sometime. The darkness of the corridors in the house every single time if the lights were out and even the black journal she’d seen that looked almost three hundred years old - The one she’d found on top of his dressing table - She still recalled how angry and pent up he had been when he had spoken about the book.He’d yelled at her, telling her never to touch it again, and the way his wor
Klaus had been itching to return home to Arabella all day. He could not go a minute without waiting and hoping he'd be done with all his meetings, so he could return home and fuck her tight and warm pussy. He’d had a taste of her just how many times, and now he was slowly becoming addicted to her body.It was something he would have seen as a problem, but honestly he did not mind at all. It was an addiction he happened to fancy a lot, and he liked it.With every passing minute he spent away from her, he grew weary, and the pent up desire within him was starting to make him edgy and antsy. He was currently in a board meeting, and his eyes lazing through the man talking, Klaus decided that he had had enough of the day.Without saying another word, he got up from his seat and canceled the meetings for the day, as well as any other one that was awaiting him. As usual his secretary was shocked and she even tried to stop him, reminding him that they had a very pressing and important mee
Arabella gulped hard as she looked over at her master.He stood in front of her with his dark eyes brooding over her small frame, and the look he gave her pierced deep in her skin so badly.He must have been out of his mind, with the statement he’d just made… she thought to herself but from what she was seeing it was as evident that Masted Klaus wasn’t joking at all. Not even for a bit. Deep down inside her, she waited for the moment she would try to turn around, and he would call her back to make fun of her and tease her for believing what he said, and that’s why she still stood stiff.Standing at the same spot for almost five minutes, and patiently waiting for him to take back what he had just said but he never did. Instead, he walked to one of the sofa's and settled into it with a broad smile on his face. Once he was settled on the sofa, his posture balanced Arabella knew she could no longer refuse his absurd offer again. She was never given a choice to do so in the first place,