Bonds of Service
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Wew! Finally some new art from me after a crazy month. It's a fun one to come back on. The Baroness and her loyal Handmaidens + Lovers. Lauren and Melody. The two handmaidens are becoming fast friends (and even more).
Commissioned by: @Rey❤️
Author Note: To put it lightly, this has been a pretty crazy month. Without going into too much detail a friend was in hospital with a life-threatening condition and It pretty much upset my whole working schedule. Thankfully, they're out and recovering so I finally had the headspace to get back to working.
The Handmaidens of the Baroness had been locked in the throes of lust and excitement for over an hour. Their mistress was nowhere to be seen; this wasn’t her command, but rather two handmaidens bonding in ways neither had expected.
Lauren, the first of the handmaidens, was pledged to teach Melody the ropes of dedicated service to their shared mistress. Where one might expect competition for the mistress’s attention, a strong friendship and mutual understanding had bloomed instead.
Yet even in matters of bonding and sex, Lauren mentored the younger handmaiden.
“That’s it, Mel. Keep going, stay in control. You need to build that stamina; it’ll impress the mistress,” Lauren said, her voice encouraging as Melody’s pale hips eagerly met her rear.
“Ha…hh… I’m trying… It feels so good!” Melody moaned through the clapping of flesh and huffing breaths, her palms gripping Lauren’s hips tightly as she worked hard and fast from behind.
“Slow it down if it’s too much. Get to the edge, but don’t go over. That’s how you build stamina,” Lauren advised, eager to see her friend succeed and rise in their mistress’s esteem.
Nothing these two wouldn’t do to please her, they seized the initiative to surprise a woman so difficult to impress.
Melody trembled, her hips moving subtly as she chased the edge of climax without falling over. Her eager breaths and quivering gasps were adorable. She was right there.
A faint hum filled the air, a prelude to something unnatural.
A sudden green light flooded the room, accompanied by a burst of fel flame and magical sparks. Through swirling dark green smoke, the silhouette of a large, horned creature loomed.The smoke cleared swiftly, the flames misting away to reveal a human woman—tall, muscular, and beautiful, dressed in shades of dark green. It was their mistress.
Melody tumbled back onto her rear, startled. Lauren rose from all fours to kneel on the bed, both quickly bowing their heads.
“My, my. It seems I’ve interrupted something, haven’t I?” the mistress’s motherly, confident voice sent goosebumps over them, her luminous fel-green eyes piercing the two naked handmaidens.Lauren spoke first.
“Forgive us, Mistress. I was mentoring Melody to better serve you. If you punish anyone, let it be me.” She bowed lower.
Melody opened her mouth, but Lauren’s hand on hers silenced her. She had taken the blame.
Silence hung heavy, those green eyes seeming to see through them.
Yet instead of anger, a soft chuckle followed. “I worry about you girls in my absence, but it seems my worry was unwarranted. It pleases me that you’re bonding so well,” the mistress said, sitting half-turned on the bed’s edge, a conjured glass of wine in hand.
“Well? Continue,” she commanded, eyeing them expectantly. Serving her individually or together was familiar, but performing for her amusement was new—exciting and intense.
The pair resumed their positions, though Melody’s nerves showed, her performance faltering under the mistress’s gaze.
Lauren turned, offering a reassuring look to calm her friend. A gentle rub of her ass against Melody’s cock reignited her focus. Melody wasn’t the most endowed, far from the mistress’s strap, but she knew how to wield her average inches well.
The Baroness watched, a smirk on her lips. “How lovely, my girls getting along so well. It makes me proud,” she said, sipping her wine as the pair performed for her.
“I do hope you’ll treat my third and new handmaiden the same when she arrives,” the Baroness added.
Melody and Lauren froze, exchanging glances. A third handmaiden!?
Who could it possibly be?
