Ruchellini’s Black Rose (2)

Usually, maids weren’t sold off for political reasons; most worked to gain social etiquette, advanced administration skills, connections, and so on. In short, it was a continuous political arena. But amidst that, ever since I arrived, all I’d been doing was shamelessly copulating all day long, so it was inevitable that the servants would show interest in our relationship.

Not only Shuriel, but every action of every member, including the head of the household, reached the servants’ ears. And that became information, which became their power. They were maids and servants in name only, but in reality, they were no different from spies.

Of course, eavesdropping like Alphenrose did was a serious mistake that would warrant an immediate complaint to the family, but luckily for her, Shuriel didn’t care much about rumors. He seemed to want them to spread even more. It was his way of satisfying his possessiveness.

Later, much later, if I ever got the chance. I wanted to declare myself his slave in front of everyone. I knew Shuriel would never allow it, and for Aileen’s sake, and considering all the recommendation letters I’d gathered, I shouldn’t… but imagination is free, isn’t it? Wearing a dog collar in front of everyone and getting fucked like a dog.

“Haa…”

Alphenrose’s eyes drooped as she headed to the dressing room. She walked listlessly, like a person without a soul.

I held the bundle of dresses in one hand and said quietly.

“Cheer up, Pani. Shuriel-nim isn’t that narrow-minded. Even if he suddenly changes your job, there won’t be any disadvantages.”

“…Hing.”

“You’re getting paid three times as much, right? I don’t know how much Pani-ssi makes, but still. Or should I take care of you separately?”

Pani Alphenrose. My personal maid. I never thought I’d have a maid. Even though it was a hastily created position, it felt special. That’s why I wanted to take care of her. Since I had to stick with Shuriel because of the slave collar, I would definitely see my personal maid often.

Pani shook her head and replied.

“…Thank you for your concern, Agassi.”

“I’m still a commoner, so you can speak comfortably.”

“No. This is more comfortable for me, and besides, the little master will kill me.”

As she said that, Alphenrose suddenly blushed. She was so flustered at first that she didn’t pay attention, but now that it was just the two of us, it came back to her. The sight of me burying my face in a pool of semen and licking it up like a bitch. Our first meeting was unusual from the start.

She grabbed the doorknob of the dressing room and asked just before turning it.

“Um… Agassi?”

“Yes?”

“What kind of relationship do you… have with the little master…?”

-Kiiik…

The door opens. It was Shuriel’s old room, but he rarely used it, so it was left unattended. He didn’t bring a maid with him. He said he felt more comfortable with a knight like Kalberd, or something. From what I heard, he didn’t get close to women even before he met me.

I entered the room and replied.

“Master and slave, I guess.”

“Yes?”

A dusty folding mirror was unfolded, and various tools of unknown purpose were scattered haphazardly. It looked like it hadn’t been touched for at least half a year. In the middle of it all, there was a slightly elevated chair. I took out the bundle of dresses and carefully handed it to Alphenrose.

“Sla, slave…? Yes?”

Alphenrose’s eyes wavered twice as she received the dresses. She looked more confused than when Shuriel caught her eavesdropping.

I shrugged and replied nonchalantly.

“This collar, it’s a slave collar. If I get about 1 ri away from Shuriel-nim, I’ll get an electric shock that’ll leave me near death…”

“Ah, no! Wait a minute! Yes? A slave?”

“Don’t misunderstand. I became one willingly.”

“Wh, why…?”

“Shuriel-nim is… um, ha, handsome.”

I couldn’t think of a better word to express it. It was too embarrassing to add fancy rhetoric. The only appropriate compliment I could think of without being embarrassed was that. I rolled my eyes around and sat down on the chair.

“…I’ll take it to my grave.”

Alphenrose decided to ‘pretend she didn’t hear it.’ It was best to spit out information that could be a threat to her safety. I knew that too, but I said it anyway. Too much information is a gag order in itself. Actually, it didn’t matter if I said it or not, but Alphenrose didn’t seem to have that kind of guts.

“Agassi, please spread your arms a little.”

As soon as I sat down on the chair, she skillfully started undressing me. I entrusted myself to Alphenrose and closed my eyes languidly. It must be an unfamiliar structure to the people of this world, but she recognized it and undressed me in one go. How did she take off my skirt while I was sitting? It was amazing even as it was happening.

Alphenrose made me strip down to my underwear in less than three minutes. She held the dress she had received with precise movements, so as not to wrinkle it.

“Honestly, I was a little worried. I nodded along for now, but you know, there are two young masters in this mansion, right?”

“Tha, that’s right?”

“Because of that, there’s a shortage of women’s items. Corsets, women’s cosmetics, and so on. But your skin is so beautiful, and your waist is so thin… you can just throw something on without any special preparation and the clothes will come to life, right? Have you really never worn a dress in your life?”

Alphenrose was talking, but she kept looking at the heart tattoo on my uterus. She didn’t want to believe it, but the words that I was Shuriel’s slave naturally resonated with her. You can’t get such a lewd tattoo unless you’re a slave.

I said to Alphenrose, who kept avoiding my eyes.

“Pani.”

“Just a moment, there’s something I need to put on underneath before I put on the dress. Can you show me your back?”

“Not that, I have something to say.”

“Yes?”

“I’m saying let’s be honest with each other. We’re going to be seeing each other a lot, so how can you be a proper maid if you don’t know anything? You can ask me anything you’re curious about. I’ll answer you.”

Shuriel-nim even raped me while there was a coachman present. Knowing that I wouldn’t say anything anyway, would he really leave me alone? So, if I didn’t reveal it in advance, she would definitely be horrified. It didn’t seem like he wouldn’t touch me just because Alphenrose was there.

Pani Alphenrose opened her mouth blankly as situations that went beyond common sense continued to occur. But that was only for a moment, as she asked with a tense expression.

“A, are you really… a slave, Agassi?”

“Why would I lie? You’ll find out anyway.”

“…A sex slave?”

“That’s, um. Maybe not. Well, I can’t deny it if you call me that. Speaking of sex slaves, can you give me the clothes bag?”

Whether she didn’t see it because it was underneath, or she was pretending not to see it, Alphenrose handed me the clothes bag with an innocent face.

I took out a neatly folded piece of pure white cloth. The extremely lewd underwear I bought at the store today. Underwear that wasn’t even underwear, with holes in the nipple and pubic areas, exposing everything. If you ask why I took it out, it’s obviously to wear it.

As I unfolded the folded underwear, Alphenrose’s face turned bright red. The panties with pure white frills and lace, like a wedding dress, had a hole in the middle, creating a lewdness that was the opposite of the pure white image. The bra was doing its part to shape the breasts, but it also exposed the nipples and mammary glands, making it look very vulgar.

“Okay. Now, help me put it on.”

“…Didn’t you say you were going to go out?”

“I’m confident I won’t get caught. It’s okay.”

“Ye, yes?!”

But even though it looks like this, it’s still underwear. I boldly skipped the drawers and camisole that I should have worn instead. Corset too. I don’t need it because I have a wasp waist even without it. At this point, it wasn’t really ‘wearing’ it, but literally ‘throwing it on,’ but you wouldn’t know it from the outside. Still, I put on a chemise.

Of course, Alphenrose was horrified and tried to stop me, but she reluctantly proceeded after continued persuasion. Anyway, it’s hidden by the dress, and even if it’s visible, I can just cover it with magic. It’s also an off-shoulder.

I stood up from my seat and obediently accepted the clothes that Alphenrose was putting on me. I closed my eyes and moved like a Barbie doll, following her touch until she said it was done.

Until now, I had only worn relatively plain clothes like shirts and skirts, so it felt strange to wear ‘real women’s clothes.’ This soft silk, the feeling of fluttering at my ankles, everything was unfamiliar.

Still.

I couldn’t deny that I was looking forward to Shuriel-nim’s reaction.

“Okay, you can open your eyes now!”

Alphenrose quickly put on the dress. It had only been about five minutes, but she was already done. I opened my eyes as she said.

“Wow…”

A mirror unfolded in three directions. A girl in a black dress reflected in it. I closed my mouth at my completely changed appearance. I could hear Alphenrose’s admiration from behind. Certainly, it was an appearance that could not help but be admired.

A cool off-shoulder dress that exposed the collarbone and shoulders. The slender arms that stretched down below the elbows were also quite sensual. But above all, what caught the eye was the large chest that could not be covered no matter what I did.

I tried to pull the dress as much as possible to cover my chest so that the cleavage would not be exposed, but―― as soon as I let go, it bounced down and formed an explicit valley. Going down, a black skirt with small frills and spiral embroidery spread out like stairs.

Finally, at the very bottom, smooth bare feet shyly peeked out, showing their appearance. The small, spotless feet seemed like something that people with certain tastes would like very much.

Like a black dress of a Black Rose.

Considering what I had been through, I was worse than a prostitute… but at least my beauty and dignity were not inferior to theirs. I felt like I could be put into the Black Rose’s top-tier workforce right away and it wouldn’t feel out of place.

The big difference between me and the Black Rose was that they were roses for everyone, but I only bloomed roses for one person.

Alphenrose squealed and got excited.

“You’re really, really pretty! I’ve never seen anyone so pretty before!”

“Hmm… does it suit me?”

“Suit you! This is, this is art!”

“Is it that much…?”

Apart from the clothes, I also changed my hairstyle to a ponytail and put on simple makeup. Even though I only did basic makeup with the items I had, my impression changed completely. Before I put on makeup, I had a gloomy impression like I was going to commit suicide on a rainy day, but now it was better, to the point of a depressing impression that stimulated the protective instinct. I guess you could say it was like a tragic heroine in a romance comic.

Still.

I don’t have confidence because my self-esteem is low. I know I’m pretty too, but I’m a little nervous.

“Go to the little master quickly! He’ll be head over heels for you!”

“Wa, wait a minute!”

Even if the vulva is covered― if I get excited and my nipples get hard, they could be faintly visible through the clothes. Even though I wore it like this on purpose… I didn’t want to show it from the beginning. The effect will be doubled if I meet the proxies and show this lewd appearance to them in a surprise attack when we are alone.

“Hauuu….”

I take a deep breath. Don’t go into heat, don’t go into heat. Should I just close my eyes and meet him? But his scent is too ecstatic. I don’t know if I can hold it in.

“Now, let’s go.”

I put on the shoes that Alphenrose handed me and headed towards Shuriel-nim’s room. The shoes were also women’s shoes with a slightly lower heel than the leather shoes I usually wore.

-Ttokak, ttogak.

I grabbed Alphenrose’s hand and tried to get used to the awkward walk. I walked with my feet together to walk demurely while listening to her advice. The appearance of me and Pani was nothing but textbook. It was unmistakably a noble lady and her maid serving her. Like a scene from a painting. It was a dreamy appearance that every woman would want to fall into at least once.

• Knock knock.

“Huaaa….”

I inhale and exhale.

“…Come in.”