The Proxy Ch 07

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EVA

The mistress of the wardrobe looked her up and down, a frown pulling down her full, red lips as she looked at the gown. She tilted her head, tsking every so often and then stepping back. Her dark eyes glinted and she finally stopped fussing. Eva said nothing. She'd stood for many dress fittings during her training, so this was nothing new, though she could feel the heat coming from the woman. She wasn't sure what she had done to earn the woman's ire, but it was very real.

"His lordship chose this gown for you tonight," Mistress Veronica said. Eva looked down at the down. The gown hung off her shoulders, starting the dark green while slowly turning to the dark blue, the colors of the Steinelds. "I need to bring it in a bit at the waist, but otherwise it'll do. I'd recommend a shawl for the evening as well, as is tradition in the Midlands."

"Yes, Mistress," Eva said.

"You like saying that don't you."

"Am I misidentifying you, mistress?"

"No," Mistress Veronica said as she began to help Eva with the dress. "I will have this sent to your rooms by this afternoon."

"Thank you mistress," Eva said as she switched into the knee length nighty she had worn from her room. "I'll be taking a bath and preparing for the evening."

She made her way back to her room and flopped down into a chair, picking up a book to read. It was a book of Midland legends that she'd found in the library. She had just begun reading a tale about the legendary Verdant Knight when a knock came to her door. She rose to see who it was and smiled when she saw Adreinne and Mia were there, both in short, dark dresses. She let them in and both smiled mischievously.

Mia was taller by a few inches with wavy blonde hair. She had a full bosom and an ample ass. She was Steineld's favorite for the ass alone. Her blue eyes gleamed as she practically jumped up and down with excitement.

"What has you all giddy?"

"Jeremiah's back."

"Oh?" Eva said. She'd heard about him yet hadn't met him yet.

"The whole estate is positively electric over it," Adreinne said. She motioned her head to Mia. "He prefers blondes."

Eva nodded. She wondered what he would think of her.

"But that's not why we're here," Mia said. "Get dressed. We want you to see something. Killian's back too."

"Killian?" Eva asked.

"Lord Steineld's 'fixer.'."

"Let me guess, he has a thing for our mistress of the wardrobe," Eva said.

"Not him," Adrienne frowned. "He's a very loyal husband. It's his muscle that has a real thing for Mistress Veronica."

"Donald," Mia purred.

"Wait til you see Donald," Adrienne said.

"Is that so?" Eva said, pulling a tight, light blue dress out of her closet and pulling it on. Mia helped with the zipper, her hand brushing the side of Eva's breast. She couldn't stop the shudder when she felt the other girl's hot breath on her neck as she zipped up the back of the dress. Adrienne stifled a laugh. Pulling the dress down and stepping into a pair of flats, she followed the girls into the secret passages. They stepped into the alcove that looked into her personal office.

She sat in her office, looking over the piles of paperwork on her desk when the door opened. She didn't look up at first but it was obvious by the look on her face that she was annoyed by the intrusion. Eva stared in disbelief at the man that stepped into the room. He was huge, six and a half feet tall with dark skin and a shaved head. His powerful physique filled out a perfectly tailored black suit and shirt. His handsome face scowled as he looked at her from behind, closing the door. Eva looked at the other two girls and mouthed his name to them. They both nodded.

"I was not to be disturbed," Veronica said.

"You still don't know your place," Donald said, his voice a rumbling growl.

"D-d-donald?" she stammered, her voice suddenly less authoritative than usual as she spun around in her chair to look at him.

"On your knees," he said.

"Donald, I have-"

He was over to her in two strides and pulled her down to her knees by her hair. She half-gasped, half-squealed as he did it. She rubbed her head against his crotch, moaning as he pushed her against his growing cock.

"It's been too long Veronica," he said. He pulled her head back and unzipper his zipper, releasing his cock from his pants. Eva gasped when she saw what was easily the biggest penis she'd ever seen in her life. At least thirteen inches and as thick as her arm, it waggled before the mistress of the wardrobe. He spoke to her. "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."

She did as he commanded and he flopped the cock on to her mouth. Hungrily, Veronica kissed and licked the enormous shaft, moaning with complete and total pleasure as she did so, gripping it with two hands, stroking it at the same time. She tried to swallow it but could only manage to take a few inches in before she started to gag, saliva dribbling down her chin. He pulled back and she gasped for air, panting as a string a spit hung between her mouth and the wet end of his cock. She grunted and went after it again, cramming as much as she could in her mouth.

Donald groaned, putting his hands on her head and pushing in as far as he could go, bulging her throat in the process. Veronica gagged, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Eva looked over to the other two girls, both of whom were rubbing against one another as they watched. Adrienne made eye contact with her and smiled. Eva looked back to see Donald pulling his cock back out of her mouth. He lifted her up and pulled her around, bending her over the desk. He groaned as he pulled up her skirt, revealing black panties and garter belt. With one pull, he tore them off her body.

"Fuck me, Donald, fu-OH GOD!" Veronica screamed as Donald pushed his cock inside her. Through gritted teeth she squealed with pleasure as he started sliding in and out of her. She gripped the edge of her desk as he moved faster and harder, his hips slamming into her as he fucked her pussy. The slapping sound sent a shiver up Eva's spine. She wanted to feel that desperately. She felt Mia's arm snake around her waist.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Mistress Veronica screamed as Donald fucked her. She pushed things off her desk, sending them flying on the floor as she gripped the edge of the desk. Eva felt Mia's hand rubbing her through her dress. Eva didn't resist, gasping at the woman's touch. Her eyes never left Veronica and Donald though. The big man shivered and Veronica pushed back against him.

"Fill me," she said through gritted teeth. "Fuck me through."

He grunted, loudly, and slammed into her one last time and Veronica started laughing. Donald pulled out his glistening pussy and Veronica fell to her knees licking it clean. Donald slapped her before putting his cock back in his pants and zipping up. He subtly looked over at the girls before leaving Veronica on her knees and disheveled. Eva's whole body was warm from Mia's touch, the other woman's lips on her neck. Adrienne pulled her back.

"They'll be time for that later," the brunette said. "For now, you need to get ready for tonight's event."

Mia sighed, leaning into her ear.

"I can't wait to taste you," she whispered. Eva shivered.

She thought about it all afternoon until the two girls sent by Mistress Veronica arrived to prepare her for the evening. They worked busily around her, preparing her hair and makeup to match exactly the look the mistress of the wardrobe had chosen. It was a subtle look, meant to accentuate her northern looks. The dress was the capper, according to the mistress. They shimmied her into it, making sure not to upset her hair or face too much then fussing over the final touches. When they seemed satisfied, they motioned for her to go and she did, meeting Mia and Adrienne in the hallway outside her room.

Adrienne wore a knee-length black dress that showed off her perfect ass while Mia wore a short, silvery grey one that accentuated her voluptuous curves and ample ass. They both seemed very serene.

"You'll enter first followed by us," Mia said. She was considered the senior most of the Proxies.

"Why?"

"His lordship is going to want to show you off," Adrienne said without rancor.

"Of course," Eva said. They stepped down two more apartments to those of the caramel skinned Marley. Her dark eyes gleamed in the light of the hall almost reflecting the glimmery black dress with a high split up the side. She smiled at Eva.

"So, you are the Eva they're all talking about?"

"Mar-"

"Relax, Adreinne," she said, looking at the other girl, smiling sweetly. She turned back to Eva. "Welcome home, love. Good luck with Derek, he's a tough nut to crack."

"She's been trying for the entire three years she's been here," Adrienne said. They all chuckled. She looked back to Marley, "Jeremiah's back."

"Have you seen him yet?" Marley asked Mia.

"Not yet," she replied, biting her bottom lip.

"He always had a thing for blondes," Adrienne said. They made their way around a corner where a surprisingly tall brunette in a pink sleeveless dress waited. Full figured and all curved, the girl smiled at them, her long brown eyes met them through a pair of glasses. Her dark hair hung in curls down to her shoulders.

"Eva, this is Leah," Mia said. "Until your arrival she was the new Proxy."

"Charmed," Eva said. Leah smiled broadly. She reminded her of Amelia, the Mountain Folk girl from the convent. She wondered if she had Mountain Folk blood in her.

"You are as beautiful as they said," Leah said, embracing Eva and kissing each cheek. "I can see why his lordship chose you."

"Thank you," Eva said, not sure what else to say. She awkwardly embraced the girl back.

"I know that this isn't protocol," Leah said, smiling. "But I'm a hugger. Drives them crazy."

"I see," Eva said.

"You can take the girl away from the Mountain Folk but can't take the Mountain Folk out of the girl," Adrienne said. The girls giggled, even Leah.

"Careful, farmgirl," Leah said, smirking.

"That'll do," Mia said, her voice surprisingly stern. "His lordship is hosting many guest this evening. Make sure you are focusing on them."

The girls all nodded and followed Mia down the hall. With little fanfare, she led them into the main hall. Eva's stomach fluttered as they stopped at the doorway that led from their chambers. Adrienne leaned over, "You'll be fine."

There was little fanfare as they entered. No pomp and circumstance like she expected. Eva hesitated at the threshold for a moment as she looked across the room at all the eyes watching them. She felt a nudge behind her. It was the Leah girl.

"You'll be delightful," she said, smiling at her. "Remember your training and be charming."

Eva nodded then stepped into the hall. Dozens of sets of eyes watched, mostly men in dark suits drinking glasses of dark liquor and smoking cigars. Some had brought their own Proxies who stood on their arms. Eva didn't recognize any of them but there were many knowing glances and inclining heads between the Steineld Proxies and those visiting.

"Ah, there are my girls," Lord Steineld beamed from across the room. All eyes were on them. Adrienne and Mia took their places as his lordship's side. Leah and Marley stepped to the side as they beckoned Eva forward. "Come sweetling, come."

"My lord," Eva said as she stepped forward.

"Eva I would like you to meet my son Derek," Steineld said. Eva took his hand and he ushered her forward towards a tall, dark-haired sullen looking man in his mid-twenties. Dressed in a sharp black suit and green shirt, he took Eva's hand and kissed it.

"Greetings, my lord," Eva said. This is the reason why she had been brought to this cold and dark place.

"Speak, you nin," Lord Steineld barked through gritted teeth. "I got her for you."

"Father, I didn't ask-"

"That's enough," Steineld said. "I should fuck her right here just to show you how it's done/"

"Father, I am trying to be cordial," Derek said. Eva felt horrible for him as she watched Lord Steineld turn a violent shade of red. She hoped that he would refrain from fucking her right there.

"Cordial, my ass," Steineld said, his eyes raging. "At least try to show some appreciation."

"Father-"

"He has always been the humblest of us," a voice cut through the crowd. Eva turned to see a man built similarly to Derek, but where Derek was dark the man was light. Short light brown hair and dark eyes that met hers almost instantly. He strode across the room like he owned it. Dressed in the black uniform of Special Services, he carried himself like a soldier. It was easy to see that they were brothers as they embraced, Behind Lord Steineld Mia mouthed the word "Jeremiah."

Eva noticed the dozens of medals on his chest. The guests crowded around them, offering handshakes and claps on the back. Some tried handing him a drink or cigar, which he refused. His dark eyes kept coming back to her as if he could see right through her. She almost looked away but didn't. There was something in those smoldering eyes. Rage. Passion. Heat. Her entire body felt as if it were on fire.

"My boy," Lord Steined boomed, coming over to embrace Jeremiah. The exchange was awkward and Eva took a step back. "Back from the great war, our brave defender and hero of the Union."

"I did as I was ordered," Jeremiah said.

"You've come home uninjured and whole?"

Eva swallowed the gasp. The question was in poor taste but no one said anything, especially her.

"Yes, father," Jeremiah said flatly. "All in one piece."

"Good, you've returned and I have an announcement to make," Lord Steineld said. "I will be handing over daily operations to you, including the new factory we are breaking ground on in the Spring."

"I'm afraid I'm only on leave, father," Jeremiah said.

"You've been reassigned," Lord Steinseld said. "You'll be in the reserves from now on, assigned to my personal battalion command, which will give you plenty of time to taking over the daily administration of my territories while I shift to a more important role within Davaraugh."

"As is my duty, my lord father," Jeremiah said, though Eva sensed that he wasn't particularly happy about it.

"So, you are the new Proxy," someone spoke in her ear. She turned to see a slender man, a drink in his hand, standing at her side. He was busy watching Lord Steineld pontificate, though his dark eyes shifted to her. He didn't smile.

"Yes, my lord," she said. He let out a snorting chuckle.

"I am no lord, do you not know who I am?"

"No," she said swallowing the "my lord" at the end of it.

"Gerrit Killian," he said. "Weren't you briefed about the household before arriving."

"You would be one of his lordship's advisors, though I think there is more implied by your position," she said. He offered her a glass of sparkling wine and she took it. "I think that the common folk might call you a 'fixer.'"

"You catch on fast," he said. "The Mountain girl still thinks I'm a butler."

"She seems very sweet," Eva said, eyes sliding to Leah who was busy talking to one of the guests.

"I'm sure she is," Killian said, sipping his drink. "She was the last Proxy his lordship brought in to replace another girl. What was her name. Dina? Dana? Oh, I forget. She had gotten too old, his lordship felt and he sent her to the covent house. I believe that she is very popular there."

"I'm sure she is," Eva parroted. A trace of a smile teased Killian's face, though it seemed unnatural there.

"You are fresh out of the box, aren't you," Killian said. "You were brought on for Derek."

"So I have been told," Eva said. She wanted to be away from this man but knew it would be rude to walk away. "He seems to be a pleasant young man."

"Oh, he is, too pleasant for his lordship," Killian said. His eyes looked her up and down. "You might bring out some of that Steineld lustiness."

"I will do as much as I can."

"I know you will," he said. Mia walked over, openly sneering at the man as she did.

"I'm sure I am interrupting a scintillating conversation," Mia said. "But I was hoping to introduce Eva to Lord Crumpler, one of Lord Steineld's most important vassal lords."

"Don't let me stand in the way," Killian said, returning the sneer to Mia. "It was a pleasure speaking with you Eva. That is such a simple but beautiful name, how did you choose it? It's so commonplace among the Proxies."

"What?" Eva said.

"You are a bastard, Gerrit," Mia hissed.

"Oh, no, young lady, I am not," he said, the not-so-natural smile returning. "Unlike some people I know."

"I hope you burn in hell," Mia said.

"Undoubtedly," the man said, sending a chill down Eva's back as he said it.

"The man is a supreme son of a bitch," Mia whispered as she led her away.

"He gives me the creeps."

"Rightfully so," Mia said.

"What did he mean by what he said at the end?"

"He wasn't talking about you," Mia said, a sad smile creeping across her face. "My mother was a convent girl in the Southern Territories. I don't know who my father is and Gerrit loves to point it out to me."

"Oh," Eva said, not sure what else to say. Mia smiled at her.

"No one makes issue of it but him," she said. "One of these days I'm going to cut his dick off."

Eva didn't say anything in response to that. Instead she focused on Lord Crumpler, a huge man with an enormous belly and a contagious laugh. He was in the midst of telling a story about the time he was out on his yacht in the Eastern Sea and he rescued a crew of his fishermen. It was a thrilling story, but Eva found herself distracted. Her eyes kept seeking out Gerrit, but each time she found herself looking at Lord Steineld's eldest son. He looked so vulnerable and hurt, especially when his father would clap his back or boast about his bravery on the southern front. He didn't seem to want the attention. When they would make eye contact her stomach knotted and her heart raced.

"He has that effect on people," Adrienne whispered.

"Have you?"

"No," Adrienne said. "Mia and I are his father's Proxies. It would be a terrible breach of protocol. Not that either of us haven't tried. I think Mia might have once or twice."

"Save it for later, ladies," Marley said, gliding by on the arm of a young lordling. "Killian's got eyes and ears everywhere."

Eva's eyes scanned the crowd but saw nothing out of place. Adrienne smirked and shook her head.

"She's always paranoid, especially considering she's slept with most the guards and at least half of his lordship's advisors," Adrienne said. "We'll gossip later, your room."

"My room?' Eva said.

"You're the new girl, you have to host," Adrienne said, smirking.

Eva and the other Proxies left when Lord Steineld left the party with his sons, a few lords and a handful of advisors. When Eva got back to her chambers, she changed into a simple silk pajama set, adjusting the heat in the room to make it warmer. She wasn't particularly tired, her mind still racing from the party and Lord Steineld's handsome older son. She sat in her chair to read and was going to pour herself a glass of milk when she heard the door to the secret passages open. She stood and was surprised to see Leah walk in, dressed in a short silk nightie that showed off her long legs.

"The others were right behind me," she said. "But Adrienne and Mia stopped to spy on Marley. She's entertaining that little lordling she was with."

"Oh?" Eva said. "Are we going?"

"No," Leah said. "After that I need a release."

Before she knew what was happening, the girl's lips were on her's. Eva didn't resist, instead welcoming the kiss and closing her eyes. She wished it was Jeremiah's lips on hers but this would do. Leah's hands wandered under her shirt, roughly squeezing her breasts. Eva gasped as he tongue twirled around Leah's as her own hands ran down the other girl's side onto her ass. The other girl moaned and giggled, her dark eyes looking into Eva's eyes. They were big and soft, just like the girl.