I arrived at my apartment late that night. It was raining outside and the wind was beating on the windows. I could barely hear the tinny mechanical music box in the bedroom. She was standing in the middle of the room. The room was spotless save for a small puddle that had formed at her small bare feet.
"Sir, your doll was caught in the rain. She is afraid she may be malfunctioning. Apologies, sir." Her fanciful maid costume was a bit wilted from the rain. Her usually bouncy strawberry red curls were flaccid and dripping. Her hands seemed tiny as she wrung them in a ball in front of herself. She looked away from me worriedly.
"Let me see..." I approached her and placed a hand on her cheek. Bringing my face very close to hers she sighed and nuzzled with her eyes closed. I brought my other hand down on her shoulder and slowly ran it down from her throat to her arms. I let my hands gently go over her freckled skin. As if looking for flaws or imperfections. Finding none I placed a thumb just below her bottom lip. She was careful to look straight ahead avoiding my gaze.
"Perfect... I whispered to her. Today would be a gentle day.
My fingers moved along the flesh of her arm softly. I took her hand and brought it up to my face. My lips brush on her hand. She hesitantly pressed her body into mine. Her breast stressed her maid costume.
She went to rest her head on my shoulder. I placed a hand on the small of her back. Kissing her on her throat just beneath her right ear caused her to make a happy little noise. With my face next to hers I found her cold to the touch. She must have been standing in the middle of the room for almost an hour.
"Let's warm you up."
"Thank you sir, your doll would like that very much." Her voice was a tiny mechanical whisper.
Taking her by the hand, I led her to the bathroom. Gently closing the door behind her I had her wait as I began running a bath for her. I poured in a bottle of bubbles for her and a drop or two of rose water. The steam from the water coiled up as the room slowly began to warm.
I took her hands and raised them above her head. I kissed her once gently as i slowly began to undress her. There was the hushed sound of the zipper. Her sighs as I moved my hands over her shoulders and back were quiet and inviting. Warming her with my hands was already bringing a blush to her skin and heavier breathing. The dress came down, peeled from her body.
The room was subtly warmer now. I pressed my body close behind her, running my hands over her stomach, breasts and arms. Her white tights were pulled from her long slender legs. Pausing to kissing her stomach, I allowed my warm breath to comfort her. Another lingering sigh followed.
Finally nude, she crossed her arms just in front of the small well groomed tuft of soft red hair, seemingly unconscious of my eyes. Still a perfect doll she stood at attention. Her body showing the smallest uncontrollable signs of arousal. Her lips and cheeks were flushed. Her nipples erect at my touch and the scent of her betraying her lust.
