Milady Chapter 12 Novels & Stories

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, pressing her legs together tight. Inside Mira's body, the curse started slow. A warm tingle began in her belly, spreading down to her pussy. It felt like a hand rubbing her there, gentle at first, but growing stronger. Her pussy lips swelled, getting wet and slippery. She felt her juices soak into her cotton undergarments, making them stick to her skin. Her nipples poked hard against her dress, rubbing with every breath. Mira tried to ignore it, focusing on counting coins from a sale. But the heat built, making her clit throb like a heartbeat. She glanced around, wondering if the cider was bad or if she was coming down with something. Sweat

Venetia turned on the warm water as it started rushing. When the water was enough for me to bath, Venetia turned off the water and turned to face me. " Please take off your clothes Milady" she said. "What? Do you want to bath me? " I asked. " Yes Milady" she said. " No I'll bath myself thank you" I said Venetia looked outside the bathroom before looking back at me " Milady if Master Derek finds out I didn't bath you I'm doomed" Venetia said in fear.

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Eden decided. It would contrast better with the pink of the drapes than the green of the other night. But this one was even more transparent. “The nightie, too, please.” Eden asked. She brought her the light garment, which didn't conceal much either, then brought her mistress’s slippers , which she slipped her bare feet into. “Some fresh perfume, Milady?” “I haven't got any.” “There was this on the dressing table Milady.” She pointed to a bottle and removed the carved cap. They both bent down to inhale it.

With determination in my voice, I announced, "Milady, it is time to begin your combat training." She turned towards me, a mixture of surprise and curiosity dancing in her eyes. Her slender frame was adorned in a flowing gown of silk, reflecting her grace even in the simplest of movements. Despite her delicate appearance, she possessed a strength and resilience that often caught others off guard. Her lips curved into a gentle smile, tinged with a hint of mischief. "Very well," she replied, her voice as enchanting as a lullaby. "Lead the way." I gestured towards the open door, offering her my arm. As she took it, I felt a sense of honor and responsibility course through me. Together, we walked

“Ena. Go to the inner storage and bring the scar balm.” The girl stiffened slightly. “Th-the one from the healer’s chamber, Head Maid?” “Yes.” There was a brief pause. It seemed that the healer was not single. “At once.” She turned and hurried out without another word. I watched the chaos around me, unsure what to feel. Lira’s gaze swept over the rest of them, sharp and stern. “From today onward,” she continued, “scar-cleansing herbs will be added to Milady’s bath daily. Twice if necessary. Her skin must be restored properly.”

Time spiraled, woven into a tapestry of memories, and the attic transformed into a realm of softer, stranger realities. What unfolded before her was a ritual chamber unlike any she had ever witnessed, rich with an age-old energy that pulsed through the air. Flames flickered grandly in iron braziers, casting warm light upon mirrored glyphs engraved into the cold stone floor, each rune alive with potent magic. At the heart of the chamber stood Mirabella Jordan, wreathed in a surreal halo of white fire, her presence commanding and serene. Her hair, intricately braided in ceremonial coils, cascaded down her back in a display of elegance, while her hands hovered steadily above an open Book—the sa

By sultana Chapter 20 Matilda POV I continue to stare at her for a while,she smile, " you don't want to? " Madam windy asked I sigh am in this already no going back,I moved in direction of the restroom and watch my makeup "Do I have to do this???" i whisper to my self I went out and madam windy gasp her eyes widen,"you are beautiful sweetie Madam windy said,you are my lucky charm she praised ,I can't believe cherry brought me a Belle She said with more excitement

The woman in the center mused, still bowing her head. “It’s okay. I can do it myself.” I answered awkwardly. I didn’t wish for audiences to watch me while taking a bath. “But it’s the queen’s order to assist you, Milady.” She insisted. I noticed her hands were trembling so I went closer to hold her but she suddenly knelt on the floor. “Forgive us! We’re just here to help you.” She stuttered, and all the other women knelt in front of me. I wondered why they seemed terrified. Was it because they thought I’m a witch?

Her heart thumped in her chest as she heard his soft steps getting closer. “Remove your hand" Myla didn't know what compelled her but she slowly removed her hand and stared deeply into his deep gray eyes. “I want you to dress me up, little slave".....