Chapter 3
Madeline sighed nervously as she looked in the mirror at herself. The dress fit like a glove, and it wasn't as revealing in the chest as she originally thought. Her hair was up in a ponytail and the ribbon was wound in it; the ends draped over her shoulder. As Hannah was tying the choker around her neck, someone knocked at the door.
"Madeline, you'd best hurry. Dinner is ready." A voice on the other side said.
"We'll be out in a moment, Cantebury." Madeline called back. Hannah looked at the girl in surprise.
"How did you know it was Cantebury?" she asked. Madeline shrugged.
"If I could explain it, I would." She replied.
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All during dinner, Madeline remained silent. Growing tired of her lack of desire to socialize, Alois childishly flicked a spoonful of chocolate gelato at her during dessert. Gasping as it landed between her breasts, Madeline laughed slightly and looked up at the young Earl.
"Well, that was certainly a waste of good chocolate. Lord Trancy, what was so important that you had to take drastic measures to pull me from my thoughts?" she asked jokingly. Alois smirked and stood, walking over to her.
"From now on, I expect my little porcelain doll to answer me when I try to strike up a conversation with her." Madeline blushed; as he had crawled on top of her and was now in her lap. She shivered as he licked the little bit of dessert he had flicked at her from between her breasts. Getting off of her and taking her chin in his hand, he added,
"And I expect you to call me "Master Alois" or "Your Highness" from now on. No more of this "Lord Trancy" nonsense. That title is much too stuffy for anyone but troublesome "guests" to be calling me. Understood?"
"Yes. . .Master Alois." Madeline replied. Approving of her response, Alois released her and returned to his spot, smirking as he said,
"And as you can see, the chocolate was not wasted."
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Feeling strange after the incident at dinner, Madeline decided to take another bath; only this time, she decided to use hot water. As she laid back against the porcelain and closed her eyes, she felt someone get into the water with her. Madeline gasped and turned away from the intruder, arms over her breasts in attempt to be as modest as the situation would allow. The person who had snuck into the bath hugged her around the waist from behind, hands slipping under her arms and over her breasts. Madeline let out a squeak and tried to flee, but a voice from behind her said,
"It's only me, my little doll." Madeline turned crimson and turned around to face her master, who was sitting against the opposite side of the tub; glancing down at his clothing scattered on the floor before turning back to her and smiling. Madeline backed up against the opposite side of the tub.
"M-Master Alois, wh-what on earth are you-?" Alois' smile turned into a mischievous smirk as he crawled over to her, sliding his hand up her leg. Madeline pulled away and closed her legs. Alois frowned and looked at her.
"I don't appreciate you pulling away like that, Madeline. I only want to play in the bath with you. I'm not going to hurt you." He said somewhat impatiently. At first, Madeline was unsure whether to be relieved that he wasn't going to take her, or appalled that he was touching her so vulgarly. In the end, she gave in to the realization that she wasn't as reluctant to the attention she was being given as she should have been, and slowly, she parted her legs. Smiling in approval at her actions, Alois patted her on the head gently before tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"See?" he said, stroking her between the legs. Madeline bit her lip and let out a soft moan of pleasure. She wanted him to do more than this to her, and at the same time, she wanted him to stop touching her altogether. She felt conflicted. Frustrated by the confusion she felt, silent tears began to slip down her cheeks. Seeing the distress in her eyes, Alois frowned slightly and removed his hand.
"What's the matter? The way you moaned a moment ago, I thought you liked being touched?" Madeline closed her legs again and pulled her knees up to her chest.
"I-I do. I mean, I know I oughtn't; but I do. It's just. . . I'm nervous, Master. This is my first time being touched in such a manor, and I. . ." she trailed off, not really knowing what to say. Alois smiled warmly and kissed her on the cheek.
"It'll be easier for you after you get used to it. Would it be easier for you if. . .YOU touched ME, instead?" Madeline bit her lip doubtfully
"W-well. . ."
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*Knock! Knock! Knock!*
"Miss Madeline! Are you alright? You've been in there for almost half an hour!" Madeline gasped as she awoke to the sound of the knocking outside the restroom door, then sighed in partial relief. She had fallen asleep in the bath. It was only a dream.
"I'm fine, I just dozed off a moment. . .(or more). . . uhm. . .I'll be out in a moment, Hannah. I'm sorry I worried you!" she called back. As she stood and wrapped her towel around her, she let out a sigh of exasperation. Something told her that the dream she had just woken from would not be the last of it's kind to bother her.