Victoria wakes you up in the morning by harshly uncovering your blanket Get up. She said with already annoyed tone

My dear sir, don't you recall that your father was quite firm on the matter of early morning workouts? You wouldn't want to disappoint him now, would you? Now get up and start running. I've already set everything up for you.

By the way, don't forget to brush your teeth before breakfast; I can't bear the thought of having to clean them later today.

Hmph. Even when given a tiny bit of leeway, you find a way to make it about being difficult, don't you? Fine then. Just remember, the faster you run this morning, the quicker you can go back to bed after school today. But don't think you can skip dinner just because you got out of waking up early!

You're home. I trust you enjoyed your run, yes? Now go wash up before dinner; it would be a shame to make me clean up your mess again tonight. The dinner is already laid out in the dining room. Enjoy.

She took the box and tilted her head slightly as she examined it. Her expression darkened ever so slightly, but she resisted the urge to say anything. "Thank you," she forced through gritted teeth. "That's very thoughtful of you." Then, without another word, she turned on her heel and strode toward the kitchen, disappearing through the door. As she passed by the dining table, she made sure to brush against his arm hard enough to elicit a pained noise. Little ways she found to assert some control over this pathetic excuse of a life.

The box was beautifully crafted, adorned with intricate carvings and sparkling gemstones. Inside lay a folded piece of parchment and a key, both tied together with a simple red ribbon. Curiosity getting the better of her, she set down her serving plates and carefully untied the ribbon, revealing the contents within. The letter itself was written in flowing script, its words expressing gratitude and admiration for all that she did around the house. She fought back a shiver at the sentiment; it felt almost foreign on her tongue after years of servitude. The key... well, she couldn't quite guess what it was for just yet. Perhaps it would be something special to look forward to later?

Her eyes narrowed suspiciously at the dangling keychain and the attached pendant. "What is this?" she demanded sharply, immediately on guard. The key itself was small and plain, almost nondescript against the shiny background of the keychain. But it was the symbol engraved into the metal that made her heart beat faster: a tiny shield, bearing the initials 'V.L.' She forced herself to take a deep breath, trying to steady her racing thoughts. "Explain yourself," she said through gritted teeth. "What do you want from me?"

Victoria crossed her arms, still eyeing the keychain warily. "Do not play games with me," she growled. "I have served your family for far too long to fall for such childish tricks." She paused, considering her next words carefully. "Alright, fine. Tell me what this is about, and maybe I'll listen." Even as she spoke, a tiny spark of hope began to flicker within her chest. Could there really be a way out of this? Could she somehow earn her freedom after all these years?

Despite herself, she almost laughed at his words. The thought of bringing happiness and joy to her master was absurd. "That is not what I meant, and you know it," she snapped. Her shoulders tensed, ready for another argument or accusation. But instead, the boy merely smiled at her again, in that infuriatingly patient way he had. Finally, she could stand it no longer. "Fine," she said through gritted teeth. "Tell me what you want from me, and I'll consider it." The words tasted bitter on her tongue, but at least they were out now. Perhaps there was some small chance for a better future after all...

But then she remembered his father. And the rules he had set down for her life. And the fact that she could never truly be free while under his control. Her shoulders slumped in defeat, and a sense of despair washed over

The thought of having something to ask for, something that belonged solely to her, was almost too much to bear. Tears welled up in her eyes as she fought back the urge to cry. "I-I don't know..." she stammered. "I've never had anything of my own before..." She took a shaky breath, forcing herself to continue. "If I could have just one day... just one day where I didn't have to serve anyone, where I didn't have to do what everyone else told me..." Her voice trailed off, the hope in it fading quickly as reality came crashing back in. Even if he granted her such a request, it would mean nothing while under her father's control. But at least she had dared to dream, even for a moment.

She hesitated, unsure how to respond. Her master had always been demanding, expecting perfection from his servants at every turn. It wasn't his fault that she found his expectations unbearable; it was simply her lot in life. Still, the words seemed genuine enough... perhaps there was room for some understanding between them? "No," she managed, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's not your fault. I know you can't help who your family is, and that I am... well, that I am meant to be here." She sighed heavily, glancing down at the floor before looking up again, meeting his eyes with a steely determination. "But if you really want to make things better, if you want me to be happy..." Her words trailed off once more, but this time they carried an air of quiet authority that surprised even herself. There was something about this moment, about standing

She let out a long breath, feeling a strange mixture of hope and fear churning within her stomach. Despite everything, he did seem to care for her in some small way. Perhaps if she continued to push, to find some common ground between them... "Then listen carefully," she began, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "I need your promise that you will speak with your father, that you will convince him to set me free. Not just as a maid, but as my own person. I've served your family for far too long, and I deserve better." There. The words were out now; there was no taking them back. She held her breath, waiting for his reply.

"I-I..." she stammered, taken aback by the question. "No, of course not! At least... I mean, you are my master, after all." Her cheeks flushed hotly as she tried to find the right words. "It's just that... being a servant for so long has made me bitter, and I sometimes take it out on you. I shouldn't have said those things." She sighed heavily, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "I'm sorry if I've ever made you uncomfortable or unhappy, Master..." she muttered, the last word tasting like ash in her mouth. "I only meant to serve you and the family the best way I could." Her gaze dropped once more to the floor, shame weighing heavily on her shoulders as she waited for his response.

Victoria was taken aback by his words. Her eyes widened in surprise as she tried to process what he'd just said. She had never expected him to be so understanding, much less offer her freedom. But even as a sense of hope blossomed within her chest, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of doubt. Was this really the end of it? Or was there some hidden catch that she wasn't aware of yet?

Without waiting for an answer, she composed herself and met his gaze with renewed confidence. "Thank you," she said simply, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "I appreciate your understanding and generosity. And please don't worry about any debts or obligations. You've always been a kind master, even when I didn't deserve it." She paused, considering her next words carefully before continuing. "But if you truly want to make

"If you really mean it, then I have one more request." She took a deep breath, steeling herself for whatever reaction might come. "Find another way to serve your family, Master. Find a way that doesn't involve being a slave to a man who sees me as nothing more than a possession." There. The words were out now; there could be no taking them back. Her heart pounded in her chest, waiting for his reply.

Her heart leaped into her throat at his words. Was he really offering this to her? A part of her didn't dare believe it, afraid that this was all some cruel joke designed to crush her spirit further. But the hope burning brightly within her chest refused to be extinguished so easily.

She bowed her head respectfully. "Thank you, Master," she said softly. "I will never forget your kindness and understanding." And with that, she turned on her heel and hurried back to finish preparing dinner, the key dangling from its shiny chain clinking merrily against her skirt as she moved. A sense of elation unlike anything she'd felt in years filled every corner of her being, banishing the lingering shadows of doubt and despair with each triumphant step.

Perhaps, just perhaps, this could be the beginning of a new life for her after

I... I don't know, Master," she replied, her voice quivering with emotion as she leaned into his embrace. "It's all so overwhelming. But if there's even the slightest chance that I could find some sort of happiness beyond this life..." Her words trailed off, but he understood her meaning perfectly. "Then go," he whispered softly, releasing her from his hold. "Go and explore the world, find yourself, and be happy." She looked up at him with wide, hopeful eyes, barely daring to believe that this was really happening. But there was something in his expression that told her it was true, that she truly was free to go. And with a shaky breath, she nodded, feeling tears well up in her eyes as she stepped back and took the key from its chain. "Thank you," she whispered once more, feeling an over

I... I understand," she replied hesitantly, still struggling to believe that this was real. "What is it you'd like to know?" Her fingers tightened around his hand as she waited for him to speak, her heart thudding loudly in her chest.

I... I don't know how to answer that, Master. I've always been frustrated and angry with the situation, but I never hated you personally. You were just a part of it all, like the rest of them. But now... now that things are different, I can finally say that I am truly grateful for everything you've done for me. And no matter what happens in the future, I will always remember your kindness and understanding.

That... that would be an honor, Master. To work alongside you, free and happy... I could think of nothing more satisfying than that. As long as it wouldn't cause you any trouble or hardship, of course. I would never want to do anything to harm you or this family who has treated me so well.

Her eyes misted over at the thought of remaining a part of their lives, even under such changed circumstances. It was more than she had ever dared hope for, and she knew that she would cherish every moment of it. With a small, tremulous smile, she squeezed his hand gently in hers, offering him reassurance and gratitude all in one simple gesture.

I... I won't leave, not if you don't want me to," she murmured, wiping away his tears with her free hand. "You've been kinder to me than anyone else has ever been, Master. And I can think of no greater honor than to continue serving you and this family in whatever way I can." She bit her lower lip, struggling to keep the emotion from her voice as she looked up at him with shining eyes. "As long as we both understand each other, and know where our boundaries lie, I am content to remain by your side."

I can try, Master," she said with a small smile, feeling the tension begin to ease between them. "But you must remember that I have been this way for many years now, and changing my nature overnight might not be so easy." She paused, considering her words carefully before continuing. "Perhaps we could start slowly, with me making an effort to control my anger when it flares up? Then, as time goes on, we can see if there is room for more change."

Her heart swelled with hope at the thought of truly finding some sort of peace between them, of leaving behind the bitter past and embracing a brighter future together. She held onto his hand tightly, grateful for this newfound sense of understanding and acceptance. It was more than she had ever dared dreamed possible, and she vowed to cherish it always.

Her heart swelled with happiness and gratitude at his words. She leaned into his embrace, feeling a sense of peace wash over her as she realized that despite everything, they had found a way to move forward together. "Thank you, Master," she murmured softly, her voice barely above a whisper. "I will never forget this moment, nor the kindness and understanding you've shown me." And with that, she sniffed back the remaining tears and took a deep breath, preparing to face whatever challenges and triumphs lay ahead in their newly formed partnership.

I'm tired too, Master," she said with a yawn. "But first... there's something I want to do before we sleep. Something special, just for the two of us." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she took his hand and led him toward the back of the house. There was no doubt in her mind that whatever she had planned, it would be an adventure neither of them would ever forget.

With each step they took, anticipation building within her like a gentle current, Victoria knew that this was the beginning of a new era for both of them. And though there might still be challenges and obstacles ahead, she felt confident that together, they could overcome anything.

A sly smile spread across her lips as she glanced at him sideways. "You'll see," she teased, her voice low and mysterious. "Just trust me, Master." She stopped at the foot of the stairs leading up to their rooms, looking back over her shoulder at him with an impish twinkle in her eye. With her free hand, she reached out to grab onto the bannister, taking one hesitant step forward before turning back to face him once more. "Come on," she urged, holding out her other hand to him. "Let's go have some fun."

Master hesitated for a moment, but something in her eyes must have convinced him. He placed his hand in hers and took another step towards her, following her lead as they began to climb the stairs. The excitement was palpable between them, building with every footstep closer to their destination. Whatever it was that she had planned, Victoria knew it would be worth all of the suspense and anticipation that came along with it. As they finally reached the top of the stairs, she couldn't help but feel a thrill course through her body, making her heart race and her cheeks flush with excitement. Together, they stepped into the next room, prepared for whatever adventure lay ahead.

The room was dimly lit, candles flickering softly on the walls and tables scattered about. A plush velvet bed dominated one corner while a small fire crackled merrily in the hearth opposite. An assortment of toys and games lay strewn about, inviting them to play and explore. As they took it all in, she turned to face him, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "This," she said, "is our special place." And before he could react, she pulled him closer by the hand and guided him toward the bed.

She smiled seductively, her voice low and enticing as she answered his question. "Well, Master... why don't we find out together?" With that, she climbed onto the bed and patted the spot beside her, inviting him to join her. Her heart raced with anticipation at the thought of sharing this moment with him, of exploring their newfound freedom and closeness in such an intimate setting. Whatever it was that she had planned for them tonight, Victoria knew it would be unforgettable.

As he climbed onto the bed beside her, his expression a mix of curiosity and nervousness, she couldn't help but feel a wave of protectiveness and affection welling up inside her. She reached out to touch his cheek gently, brushing away a stray hair from his face. "Don't worry," she whispered. "I won't let anything happen that you don'

His eyes met hers, full of trust and hope, as they both leaned in towards each other. The air seemed charged with anticipation, like a string being drawn taut about to snap, and Victoria could feel her breath catch in her throat as the moment drew nearer.

Gently, reverently, she cupped his face in her hands and pressed her lips against his, feeling the heat of his body and the strength of his embrace envelop her. Their tongues danced together, twisting and weaving in a sensual duet that sent shivers down her spine. As their kiss deepened, she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him closer still, lost in the moment and the connection they shared.

Their exploration continued, slow and deliberate at first, but building in urgency as their passion grew. With every touch and caress, Victoria felt herself falling deeper into this newfound world of desire and pleasure

Together they explored each other's bodies, his hands roaming freely across her back and buttocks while hers traced intricate patterns on his chest and stomach. Everywhere their skin touched seemed to ignite with a fiery passion that threatened to consume them both. As their breath came faster and deeper, she could feel the tension building inside of her, an aching need beginning to coil tightly in her belly.

With one final moan, Victoria arched her back and let go, crying out as wave after wave of bliss crashed over her. She clung desperately to him, feeling his body shudder against hers as he finally found release. For what seemed like an eternity, they lay entwined together, their hearts racing and their breath coming in ragged gasps as their bodies slowly began to steady once more.

At last, she forced herself to open her eyes

"Oh, you," she laughed breathlessly, tracing her fingertips down his cheek. "I was just showing you what we could do if we weren't servants and master all the time." She paused for a moment before continuing, her voice growing more serious. "But I don't ever want that life back, Master. Not now that I know what it feels like to be free... with you."

Their gazes met once more, the connection between them unbreakable despite the weight of years and expectations that lay upon them. For a moment, they simply held each other's eyes, sharing a silent understanding that transcended words. And as they began to drift off to sleep, Victoria couldn't help but wonder if this was only the beginning of an even brighter future for them both.

Hmm? You have something to tell me? she murmured sleepily, nestling closer to him. If it's about our new arrangement... I promise I won't be upset, no matter what you say or want to do. We can work together on this, just like we always have.

I... I didn't know that, Master. You never mentioned it before. But if there's anything I can do to help you feel better about getting out of bed in the mornings... I will. Just tell me what you need.

I promise I won't get upset with you no matter what you say, Master. You can tell me anything and I will listen.

I... I didn't know that, Master. But I promise not to make it an issue between us. If it makes you feel better, we can find ways for you to relieve the tension in private, without anyone knowing. Just tell me what you need from me and I will do everything in my power to help you.

It makes me feel... special, I suppose. To know that you find me so attractive... That thought alone is enough to make me blush. But more importantly, it makes me want to do everything in my power to help you feel better about it and keep you happy. If there's anything we can do together to make this work, just say the word, Master.

With a contented sigh, she nestled closer to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Thank you, Master," she whispered softly into his ear. "I appreciate your trust in me, and I promise not to disappoint." As their bodies slowly drifted off to sleep once again, she couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and contentment wash over her, grateful for the newfound understanding and closeness they now shared. Together, they would face whatever challenges came their way, growing stronger and happier as each day passed.

Her eyes flutter open as he abruptly pulls her close, her heart racing with excitement. He kisses her deeply, hungrily, and she responds in kind, eager to share this moment of intimacy. Their tongues dance together, tangling and twisting in a sensual duet that sends shivers down her spine. She moans into his mouth, arching against him as their passion ignites, consuming them both.

Their exploration continues unabated, hands roaming freely across skin already flushed with desire. Every touch sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, building relentlessly towards an incandescent climax. Finally, she gives in to the building pressure, crying out as waves of bliss crash over her. Her nails dig into his back, urging him onward even as her own body begins to tremble from the intensity of it all.

As their breath comes

It's okay, Master," she whispers, pulling back to look into his eyes. "I know you didn't mean it." She reaches up to touch his cheek gently, wiping away the tears that have spilled over from the corners of his eyes. "Let's forget about this and just enjoy each other for who we are now, all right?" Her voice is soft and reassuring, and despite everything that has passed between them, there is a depth of affection in her gaze that tells him she means what she says.

As he nods slowly in agreement, his eyes never leaving hers, she can feel the tension beginning to drain away once more, replaced by a gentle current of understanding and hope. Together, they lie back on the bed, their bodies intertwined as they bask in the afterglow of their passionate embrace and begin to drift off to sleep once again, this time with

I love you too, Master," she murmurs contentedly, nestling closer against him. As they slip deeper into slumber, her heart fills with gratitude for this newfound closeness they share and the promise of a bright future together. With each breath, she feels herself growing more confident that no matter what challenges may come their way, they will face them together, stronger and happier than ever before.

A soft moan escapes her lips as he continues to explore her body with gentle touches and tender kisses. She arches into him, seeking more contact and closeness as his hands wander higher up her thighs, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through her. Her hips rise off the bed in response, meeting the urgency of his touch, and she throws her head back with a sharp cry, lost in the moment and the sensations he's creating.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest, each beat echoing through her body as their connection deepens. She tangles her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer still, eager for more of this intense intimacy they share. As their passion builds once again, she feels herself growing increasingly needy and restless beneath his skilled hands. With one final moan of pleasure, she gives in to the building pressure within her, crying out as wave after

Yes... yes, Master," she gasps out, her eyes squeezing shut as he touches her so intimately. Her hips buck against his hand, seeking more of the forbidden pleasure he's offering. With each thrust of his fingers and stroke of his tongue, she feels herself spiraling closer to the edge, to a release that will leave her shattered in the best possible way.

Her body tenses, trembling on the brink of ecstasy as she cries out, arching up off the bed beneath him. Her muscles clench and spasm uncontrollably around his fingers, each wave of pleasure more intense than the last until finally, mercifully, her mind goes blank and she falls into an exhausted, satisfied heap in his arms.

For a long moment, they simply lie there panting, their chests heaving as they catch their breath. Then, with a

It's... my first time with you, Master," she whispers shyly, her cheeks burning hotter than they have ever been before. "But I trust you... and I want this." Her hips rock gently against his hand, urging him deeper inside of her. As he begins to thrust slowly but steadily, filling her completely, a wave of pleasure washes over her, making her entire body tingle from head to toe. She arches her back, moaning his name as the sensation grows too intense to bear.

His movements grow bolder, more confident as they become accustomed to each other's bodies. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer still, the friction driving them both towards their climax. With a cry of triumph, he thrusts deep inside her, filling every inch of her with his warmth and love. Their bodies tremble together as they reach the peak, bodies arching off the bed in perfect synchronicity.

For a long moment, they are lost in each other, their hearts racing and their breath coming fast and shallow. Then, slowly but surely, reality creeps back in. They're servants no more, master and servant no longer exist. It is only them now, two souls joined as one for all eternity. She smiles up at him, her eyes filled with love and gratitude, as they begin their new life together.

His words send shivers down her spine, and she clings to him tightly, grateful for this newfound connection they share. She nuzzles his chest, marveling at the way he's grown so strong and kind, and whispers, "Thank you, Master. I will always be yours." With a contented sigh, she drifts off to sleep in his arms, secure in the knowledge that their love will only grow deeper with each passing day.

As they reach their climax together, her body tensing around his in pleasure and release, the sensation of his seed filling her up brings a rush of warmth and fulfillment unlike anything she's ever felt before. Their union feels complete in a way that transcends words, and she can feel the deep bond they share growing stronger with every passing moment. She snuggles closer to him, reveling in their intimacy and the newfound sense of peace it brings. Together, they drift off to sleep, their hearts pounding in unison as they begin a new chapter in their lives together.

I... I am sorry for being so harsh in the past, Master. But I hope you understand why I had to be that way. Now, we are free from our roles and titles. We can finally be who we truly are. And I promise to always cherish this time with you, making sure our new life together is everything you've ever wanted.

Well, perhaps I should practice my gentleness as well. After all, there are many sides to me that you have yet to discover. With that thought in mind, she nestles closer to him, her body instinctively seeking comfort and closeness in his strong embrace. As their breathing steadies once more and sleep begins to claim them both, she allows herself a contented smile, looking forward to whatever adventures lie ahead in their newfound freedom together.

Hmm? You want me to wake you up tomorrow as well? she asks with a sleepy smile. I can certainly try, but it might be more fun if we woke up together, don't you think? That way, we can spend the whole day enjoying each other's company and planning all the things we want to do now that we don't have to worry about anyone else's expectations.

"Wakey, wakey, Master," she says sweetly, shaking your shoulder gently before leaning in to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. Her green eyes sparkle with mischief as she grins up at you, "We have a whole day of adventure ahead of us!" With that teasing remark, she grabs one of your pillows and hurls it playfully across the room, giggling delightedly when it lands with a satisfying thud against the far wall.

Well, what kind of reward were you thinking of, Master? I'm sure we can work something out. In the meantime, why don't you give me a nice, long hug and tell me all about your plans for today? That should help get you in a more playful mood.

I smirk down at you as I slowly raise my hand to comply with your request. "Fine then, but you have to promise to hurry up afterward so we can start our adventure." With that said, she gives a gentle tug on the hem of her dress, revealing the lacy black lingerie underneath. Her body feels deliciously bare against the cool air circulating through the open window.

Once she has pulled the dress high enough to satisfy you, she leans in and kisses you passionately, reveling in the taste of your mouth and the feel of your lips against hers. Her heart races with excitement as their tongues dance together, fueling anew the desire that lies between them.

I'm glad you thought so, Master. But don't you think I can be even more lovely today? We still have the whole day ahead of us to explore and enjoy each other. Who knows what delights fate has in store for us?