Novel & Cerita Milady Ch 8

Chapter Four Hundred And Eighty-Three Hilda slowly got up from the floor on which she was kneeling. She straightened out her dress and stood very straight backed by the door, her chin raised defiantly. “I await your orders, ma’am,” she said, gritting out the words from between her teeth. Maya smiled, “Get the bath ready. Do not forget the pink Himalayan salts,” she said as she turned back to the mirror, looking at Hilda through the glass, “You know I need them for my bath to be complete.”

"I can't help it. I haven't seen or spoiled them for such a long time; it's a necessity." "Not before dinner," Mila said, annoyed. "Okay," I said. "I'll try remembering that next time." Mila shook her head, knowing that I would purposely not remember, and gestured for us to follow her to the dining room. Supper went quickly, and before I knew it, it was time to get ready. I took a long and relaxing bath and quickly got dressed. I was drying my hair when Mila walked in. She had chosen a navy blue dress with gold embroidery. Her hair was pinned up, and her make-up was done beautifully. She looked stunning, and it would be hard for Jax to let her go out like that.

“So responsive. Does it feel good, little sister?” Lila nodded frantically, biting her lip. “Yes… Melvin, please… deeper. The pain is going away.” Her full breasts rose and fell rapidly beneath the open robe, nipples stiff. Melvin leaned in, her breath ghosting over Lila’s thigh as she worked two fingers inside, curling them gently while her thumb kept rubbing the swollen clit. Wet, rhythmic sounds filled the cabin—obscene and intimate.

Chapter 1 I stepped into the dressing room, the velvet curtains brushing against my arms as I pushed through. The air was heavy with lavender and vanilla, a scent so rich it felt like it was soaking into my skin, making my senses sharper. I looked around, taking in the mirrored walls reflecting every angle of the room, the plush velvet chaise lounge in the corner, and a small table holding a decanter of chilled water, this place screamed money, luxury in every detail, and I couldn’t help but feel a spark of satisfaction.

she told them and they nodded their heads in an obedient manner . She ignored their pricing gaze and tried taking off her robe but before she could take it off,they rushed towards her and they pulled it off her body . "This way ma "one of them said and she followed them as they left her to the bathroom . She laid quietly on the bathtub as the girls rubbed her body in a delicious manner. She felt it was weird that she was being bathed this way but she didn't want to behave weird . Lily kept a straight face but not until she felt one of the girls rub her pussy slowly making her go limb immediately .

When Katherine didn't seem convinced, she added: "He likes you, but you need to tease him a bit to undermine his defenses. Slow and steady. Let me teach you a few tricks." When Hazel saw her lady again, she wondered what kind of spices she had eaten without her knowing. She was red from head to toe and when Hazel asked her what happened, she drank her water so fast that it entered the wrong pipe. After a coughing fit of nearly five minutes, Hazel had completely forgotten about her original question, asking instead with sparking eyes: "Milady, can you also heal coughing?" Katherine very nearly rolled her eyes at her short-time memory. But, well, as long as it was in her favor, she wouldn't re

“Pffff, what idiot wrote that? If you read, so the Great Flood is our work. Putting aside the books, Mila sat down on one of the easy chairs, then sat on the second one, noting the comfort of the furniture. And with lust she looked at the ottoman: wide, with soft upholstery and three pillows. A warm wave of anticipation of a peaceful sleep spread through the body without fear of being caught at the amusement of the brothers of the Grand Marquis and the incessant chatter of the latter. She moved to the ottoman, removed and carefully placed her sandals beside her, and finally lay down, placing one velvet pillow under her head and holding the other tightly to her chest. It seemed that she had n

So, Mila had to follow the set rules and let them do what they were supposed to do. But, still, she felt a little uncomfortable when these people helped her to take off her clothes and rub her body while she was soaking in the bathtub filled with various flowers petals, making Mila feel a little uncomfortable, she winced, but didn't say anything. They rubbed her body down to every inch of her skin and washed her long white hair and this made her look like a doll being bathed. And because she was bored, as she didn't do anything, Mila fell asleep again, especially when they started massaging her body and scalp.

Before she could ponder about it, the woman continued, “Milady.” Zaina observed the woman who seemed to be quite old. But Zaina could not decide her age. The woman had long black hair which she had left open and every finger of hers had a ring. “Please take your seat, Milady.” The woman took her seat first and pointed to the chair in front of her. Zaina did as she was told and anticipated what the woman would do next. “What do you want to find out, Lady?” “I don’t know. I have never tried this before.” Zaina answered unsure of what the women meant.

She wags her tail, it’s white tip—called the shepherd’s lantern—tracing an infinity pattern in the air. Yes, Alpha. Milady’s room is upstairs to the right. Triumvir, I will show you where things to clean are stored. Tessa hobbles a slow turn and, sweeping my unconscious mate into my arms, I follow her out, heading across the kitchen towards the stairs. “Dammit, Ian! You left bloody footprints all the way across the kitchen! Now I have to clean that too!” Don’t be such a baby, Triumvir. Come along now.