Lucian Natas is The Devil. He married his wife Camille at the tender age of 18, taking her virginity in front of his coven of loyal followers. A few years later she gave birth to his son Daeman. His ultimate replacement on this earth.
After a terrible and painful birth where Camille nearly lost her life, she was unable to bond with Lucian for quite some after, as she realised he had valued the life of his new born son more than hers. However, time has now moved on and relations between them are slowly improving.
This is the story of various nannies employed to take care of Daeman. Who Satan desires and seeks to take for himself.
If you would like to know more of the background of Lucian and Camille, then please read my series. "Lucian's Temptations".
My following story is purely a work of sexual fantasy and is complete fiction written by myself. The names of the characters are all fictitious and do not represent anyone living or deceased.
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Melissa had trained as a nanny at the exclusive Northern School for Nannies in London some ten years back. For some odd reason it had been her only ever ambition since she was a teenager. She thought it perhaps came about after watching a film about a nanny and seeing what a wonderful life she'd had with her successful family; and besides, she loved children and taking care of them.
She had left school after A-levels and at 18 went straight to NSN, and after two year's training, she finally qualified. Post graduates were entitled to wear the distinctive navy blue uniform of the NSN which Melissa still continued to wear to show that she was a 'real' nanny. Her plan was then to work for wealthy families with young children, who she would love to take care of.
She had been working for the last five years for a titled family who lived in London, but unfortunately their youngest was now approaching seven and would shortly be packed off to boarding school. Melissa was really sad about this as she loved the family and Beatrice, their little girl in particular.
She had just returned to their beautiful London 'villa' in Notting Hill having collected Beatrice from her day school and could hear the sound of laughter coming from the kitchen.
"Bea, darling, come and meet little Daeman. Melissa you come too." Shouted Sophia, Viscount Utley's daughter.
Beatrice rushed in dropping her school bag. "Oh mummy he's so adorable" said Beatrice as she took hold of little Daeman's hand. Daeman stood staring in awe at the beautiful little girl.
"And this is Mrs Natas, Melissa. The wife of Lucian Natas. You may have heard of him?"
"Yes, I have indeed. It's a pleasure to meet you." She said, stretching out her hand.
Camille Natas shook the bespectacled nanny's hand. Sophia had been singing her praises for the last hour. Just one look and Camille knew she would be perfect as a replacement for Christina. A real plain Jane and clearly very capable as a nanny. She looked to be exactly what she needed.
She had managed on her own for quite some time after Christina had left, but when Sophia had mentioned they needed to find a new role for their nanny, Camille thought that maybe it was time to look at replacing her. Understandably she never came back. And anyway she was a completely different girl now. She heard she had dumped her fiance, worked in a bar and was now dating older men. She was no longer a staunch Christian. It seemed her brush with the devil had changed her completely.
Daeman was no longer a baby and would soon be going to school, but she needed someone dependable to look after him in the meantime.
"So, Sophia has been telling me you will be available for a new position from the end of the summer?"
"Yes that is quite possible madam." She said, not wanting to commit until she knew more about this family.
"Then you must come and visit us at our country estate, then we can see how you feel about working for us."
"Of course. I look forward to it." She said.
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Melissa had visited the stunning country mansion in Sussex and had become well acquainted will little four year old Daeman and his family. Mr Natas was a truly handsome business man and struck her as very charming. She had assured them of her priorities to the boy and they had discussed the terms of her employment and showed her the private suite that had been allocated to her. She had willingly accepted the position and was now excitedly on her way to Sussex.
As usual, that morning she had dressed in her smart uniform. She always paid particular attention to disguising her huge breasts. It had never been easy to tame her enormous 38KK's. In fact they were the bane of her life. She hated them and had often considered reduction. But she now only bought 'sensible brassieres' from the Queen's own favourite corsetiere, ensuring she kept them firmly under control. No one would ever know that under her wonderfully smart uniform she had two enormous girls simply fighting to get free!
As usual, she had donned the fake glasses she always wore to make herself look more studious, more dependable, and her hair was pinned in a neat bun before putting on the small pill box hat. Finally she slipped on her brown lace up shoes, then picking up her bags she said her goodbyes to the family before getting into the Bentley that had been sent to collect her.
Camille Natas had been there to greet her and little Daeman soon helped her relax. Lucian was currently away on business but would be returning for the weekend with his family. Melissa quickly settled in to her new surroundings and loved having her own private suite. She started getting into a routine, waking early to help little Daeman get ready for breakfast then off for a walk with him, maybe to the local park or to some sort of activity with other young children. Back for lunch, play at home where mummy would sometimes join them. Early supper, bath then off to bed.
Her time was then her own. Her first week passed quickly, and when Friday arrived there was much excitement from Daeman with Daddy coming home. He really was a gorgeous happy little boy and Melissa felt she would settle in just nicely with this family.
Daeman had heard his daddy's Aston roar up outside and was desperate to greet him. "Papa!" He shouted. "I wanna see Papa Me Me!" As he called Melissa.
"Alright darling." She said as she took him by the hand. They walked out of the playroom together to see Camille and Lucian embracing and kissing each other. She held him back so's not to disturb them.
It was a long time since she had kissed anyone. She still remembered how it had felt with her only ever boyfriend. She had not really missed having no man, but seeing the two of them kissing so passionately stirred something long forgotten inside her. She started to feel the dampness between her legs.
"Let's come back shortly." She said, feeling uncomfortable.
"Dae baby!" Lucian called to him. "Come to Papa!" He called out.
Daeman pulled his hand from Melissa's and ran towards his parents. She watched as Lucian lifted the little boy and cuddled him. She loved watching happy families together. Lucian held him in his arms as he walked towards her.
"Hello Melissa. How are you doing? I hope you've settled in ok and Daeman has been a good boy for you?"
