gentleman's servant

(This is what happened a week after Owen climbed into bed)

I feel that my steps are a little vain, and my waist is a little sore.

It has been a week since I climbed into the baron's bed on my own initiative that day, but this week is just as trance-like as if I was living in a dream.

Last night I slept for the first time in the baron's bedroom.

Because he pestered me to do it several times. After the last time, I was so tired that I closed my eyes a little, and fell asleep.When I woke up in the morning, I found that I had not only slept in the Baron's arms, but had overslept.

After being stunned for a few seconds, I hurriedly got up and put on my clothes.

The baron was also woken up by me, he was dazed for a moment, then put his arms around me, sliding his lips up and down my neck.

I heard the sound of a shovel outside the window. It was the manor gardener at work.

"What's the matter? Are you so pale, are you uncomfortable?" the baron asked me in a low voice.

I broke away from his arms, picked up pants, coats, wigs, socks, etc. that were all over the floor, and said angrily: "This is too bad, my lord. I actually slept here last night. The housekeeper must have found out." I didn't go back last night. And I actually slept until now, everyone has already started entertainment work, and they will find out that I am not there at all, what should I do?"

The Baron laughed. He fell back on the bed, looked at me and said, "I'll tell the butler. Don't worry."

I was stunned for a moment, and felt my body suddenly become stiff. Tell the housekeeper?What did he want to tell him?

"What are you going to tell the butler? Or... tell him that I was in a hurry last night, and I left the manor after I informed you, and I didn't come back until early this morning." I tentatively suggested.

The baron took my hand and kissed it, "Don't worry, Hilton is very loyal, he knows our affairs are fine, let alone..."

He drew his voice and looked at me meaningfully, "We are already together, aren't we, I want you to sleep on my bed from now on."

He wants to tell the Hilton butler about us?How can this be!I looked at him in surprise.

He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and then hugged him. He was naked, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all. On the contrary, I was a little embarrassed.

For a whole week, we did that kind of thing every day, and we even messed around in the study room. We had already done everything. We shouldn’t have felt embarrassed. The sense of guilt and guilt never left my heart. The tenderness that the baron gave me was like something I stole, and it was hard to accept it calmly.

The baron is still explaining to me: "It's better to let Hilton know about our affairs, so that it will be much more convenient for us to meet, and he will also help us cover up, such as dealing with the dirty sofa or something."

Hearing him mention the soiled couch made my face heat up and he was joking about it again.

"My lord, can you not tell Butler Hope?" I looked at him pleadingly.

The baron raised his hand and touched my cheek: "What's wrong?"

"I... the relationship between us, shouldn't it be very private?"

The baron was silent for a while, not wanting to say anything, but at last he sighed: "Well, do as you like."

"Thank you, my lord."

But the baron kissed me all at once, he hugged me and kissed me for a long time, then bit my lip heavily: "I don't like to hear you say 'thank you' to me, it makes me feel that the relationship between us is very strange , I thought...we are no longer related, strangers."

He held one of my hands and pressed it to his chest: "I love you, have you forgotten?"

I stared blankly at him, feeling my heart beating fast.But the sound of the gardener working outside the window woke me up. I took out my hand and said to him: "I...I have to go, my lord. After you ring the bell, I will help you change your clothes." After speaking, I quickly ran out of his bedroom.

I lied to Hilton Guanai, saying that I was not very well last night, and I left the manor without authorization to go to the town after reporting to the Baron, and I just returned.

The butler Hilton expressed dissatisfaction with my leaving without telling him, but he didn't criticize him too much. He was always very busy and didn't have time to take care of such trivial matters. He just ordered me to prepare the baron's riding equipment as soon as possible.

But the saddle and everything were prepared for nothing. The baron directly ordered after breakfast that he would not go out for horseback riding today, and he would not see any guests. He felt a little tired recently and wanted to rest in the bedroom by reading a book.

The baron has a very regular work and rest schedule, and this schedule will not change easily, but in this week alone, he has neither ridden nor visited for three days.Today was even more strange, he didn't even go to the study, saying he wanted to study in the bedroom.

The Hilton butler asked worriedly: "My lord is not feeling well, do you need to see a doctor?"

"I'm just a little tired. Resting for... a few days is enough. I don't want anyone to disturb me. I don't need to visit or visit. Last time I was in the study, I also ordered that no one should disturb me, but Cousin Catherine still knocked on the door of my study, and I hope nothing like this will happen again today."

"Yes, my lord." Hilton bowed.

Since we got together, the baron has not shown much for a week. A few days ago, Catherine said that a servant came to the third floor where the study is located. Fortunately, we were not doing anything at the time, but the baron was very angry , and immediately fired the servant who let Catherine walk around.

When the baron gave orders, I stood aside, only feeling that every time he gave a word, my heart trembled a few times.

Finally, he looked at me and said, "Owen is here to help me pack my things."

I bravely followed him into the bedroom. As soon as he turned around, he hugged me and started kissing. He also untied my bow tie fluently, started to tie my bow tie and began to tear my pants.

"Wait, my lord...wait"

He didn't want to wait, and put me on the bed after undressing.

I sighed silently and let his behavior go. I thought that after the end, I have to go back downstairs. It is reasonable to stay in the baron's study. After all, I have to pour water or something, but if I stay It feels too strange not to go out in his bedroom, and those who are interested may think wildly.

But when he roared and poured heat into my body, he refused to let me go no matter what.

After getting along with him for the past few days, I knew that he was a bit "haunting", so I softly comforted him: "My lord, if I stay in your bedroom for a long time, the servant will feel strange."

The baron said, "I was worried that you didn't like the table and chairs in the study, so I came to the bedroom on purpose. But do you still want to go to the study?"

These words made me feel hot and smoking. Thinking of what happened in the study these few days, I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a crack in the floor and sneak in.

I always hoped that he would be happy, so I followed him all the time, but the baron seemed to be addicted, getting more and more excessive.

"You're worried about others being suspicious, then... shall we go to the study?" He asked me in a hoarse voice.

"My lord." I was extremely ashamed and indignant, and begged: "I... let's do it tomorrow... or tonight... or not during the day..."

"Okay." He took a deep breath and said, "Go to the butler of Hilton and ask him for the East African round objects I bought from the antique dealer, and say that I want to tidy up in the bedroom."

I breathed a sigh of relief, fully dressed and went downstairs, but the butler of Hilton ordered someone to move a large wooden box out of the warehouse, and then carried it into the baron's bedroom.

"Your Excellency, you should take a good rest, repairing these circles is too exhausting." Hilton Butler said.

"It's nothing. With Owen helping me, I don't need to prepare lunch. When I'm hungry, I will let Owen go downstairs to pick it up." The baron said.

As soon as the Hilton butler left, the baron looked at me with a smile: "Don't worry now, these things are enough to tidy up for several days, no one will suspect what we have done, so it doesn't matter how long you stay in my bedroom .”

In the end, he got his wish and made love to me on the bed in the bedroom.

He also brought some books that we studied in the study yesterday.

Since our relationship, he has made every effort to be intimate with me, and everything else has been forgotten, except for teaching me to read.In the past few days, he is teaching poetry, especially love poetry. He can't finish reading it to me, so I have to read those nasty lines to him too.

At this time, he pressed my legs, and his penis pushed up and down in my body, and then whispered in my ear: "Do you remember the poem yesterday? Recite it to me."

I hugged him, my mind was full of what he was doing to me, and I couldn't remember any poems.

His desire was sinking all the way into me and then pulled out, bringing waves of pleasure and I felt like I was going crazy.

"Ah... ah... my lord..."

His lips brushed against my chest, sucking and biting lightly or heavily: "If you recite well, I will reward you."

I was so tortured by him that I had no choice but to obey him to recite the poem. It was a very beautiful love poem with "I love you" all over it. He didn't let me recite the whole poem. After saying "I love you", he ended the rest of his words in a kiss, and then he fucked hard enough to bring me to orgasm.

He hasn't finished his work yet, and he is still conquering me. I look up at him, feeling very annoyed, it's too unseemly to hide in the house during the day and mess around, and it may be discovered by others, but... how should I talk to him? Say?A voice in my heart said, I shouldn’t obey him like this, if he continues to act mischievously, he will get by; but there is another voice in my heart saying, whatever he wants, as long as he is happy, I am willing to do anything, this Things have become more and more messy, and after walking into his room that night, I was ready to have sex with him often, but I didn't expect him to be so crazy about me, it was simply overwhelming.

The Baron finally held my legs and came out tight. He lay on top of me, sweat dripped from his cheeks and fell on my smooth bare chest. The sound of his breathing echoed in the silent room. It is very clear.

I smoothed the wet black hair by his ear, and tentatively suggested: "My lord, don't we do something else? You want to stay in bed all day today?"

He pushed himself up, kissed my lips and said, "Why not? What could be better?"

I feel the cold sweat on my back. I have been messing around day and night for the past few days, and I can't stand it anymore. After all, I am a man, and I don't have a lot of time to rest like the Baron.

"I... I saw that you brought a few books, why don't you continue to teach me how to read:" I suggested.

The baron smiled and said, "That's exactly what I mean."

I breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get out of bed and put on my clothes, but he hugged me: "You don't need to get out of bed, just stay on the bed."

Then, I lay on the bed and read a book, and he lay on me and taught me to read.

It's almost dumbfounding, what kind of teaching is this, he kissed me, his hands teased from my thighs to my nipples, making me tremble, and then he blamed me for not reading well.

I looked at him helplessly, maybe because I noticed my reading eyes, he said embarrassedly: "Don't be angry, I won't tease you anymore."

"I thought you liked teaching me to read," I said.

He muffledly whispered in my ear: "Of course I like it, but... do you still remember those days when we were in the capital? Every day when I was teaching you to read, I really wanted to hug you, touch you, or Touching you is also good, I like you so much, Owen, you know, I like you, I think about you every day at that time, I want to hold you in my arms like this, kiss you, touch you..."

While talking, he kissed me, touched me again, and squeezed his penis into my still wet vagina again and dawdled back and forth.

The pleasure hit, my back was stiff, and I thought, is this the meaning of not teasing people?

"Concentrate, if you lose your mind while reading, I will punish you..." He whispered in my ear while galloping on top of me, his voice was so hot that half of my face was almost on fire.

We really lay on the bed in the bedroom all day, and when I was getting dressed and ready to leave in the evening, he said to me again: "Wait tomorrow, I will teach you to read on the chair in the study..."

I don't think there will be an easy time in the past few days.