Chapter 1
"Rei, I require your services again tonight."
"This is the thirtieth time this month..." Her maid, a cold and frigid woman, gave a tired sigh. "Surely milady would prefer someone else's services for a change?"
Nuummite Beryl the Third—formerly Princess Beryl, now Queen Beryl—shook her head. After coming of age, she had ascended the empty throne, and now she could have anything she wanted.
"Are you asking me to repeat myself, Rei?"
"..." Her maid went quiet before responding. "Very well, milady. Please sit on the bed."
"Don't give me orders." Beryl raised her nose indignantly, but sat down on the edge of the bed anyway.
Rei silently kneeled down in front of her. She silently unbuttoned the first four buttons of her blouse, revealing the top of her well-endowed chest. "Is the view to your liking, milady?"
"Yes, indeed!" Beryl eyed that small patch of cleavage and smiled. Her cheeks reddened as her anticipation built.
Her maid silently pulled Beryl's pajama bottoms down and revealed a
very
modest member. It had already stiffened, but Beryl's erection was only the size of a thumb. She had already come of age, so there was no hope of it growing any bigger. At the same time, however, no one had ever dared to comment on it to her face.
"Kneel before my royal member," Beryl said with a grin.
"Of course, milady." Rei got down on her knees and began working Beryl's member with one hand. Her gloved fingers slowly stroked the cock and Beryl let out a contented sigh.
"You are the best at this, Rei. I'll look forward to your service tomorrow."
"..." Her maid sighed, but her hands worked as quickly as ever. "Of course, milady."
Rei rubbed her glove palm over the sensitive glands, then stroked down. Precum wet the white fabric, adding a slick, rough feeling to each stroke. The extra sensation sent a twitch through Beryl's hips and she sighed in satisfaction.
"I-I'm getting close."
"Of course, milady. Very good, milady..."
Rei pointed Beryl's small cock towards her face and thick seed spurt out. It landed on her lips and cheeks, then dripped down to her breasts. However, she quickly pulled out a damp rag and cleaned her face and chest.
"If that is all, then..."
She moved to stand up, but Beryl wrinkled her brow. "I don't like your tone. You should be enjoying this, you know? You have the privilege to serve a monarch!"
"..." Rei raised her eyes to meet Beryl's gaze. "Are you sure you want me to enjoy this?"
"Of course! You should revel in the pleasure of servicing me! Ha ha ha." Beryl was giving a mere maid the opportunity to serve a monarch. She should be grateful.
"Very well..."
"We'll work on your attitude next time, though. I'm tired." Beryl laid down on the bed and quickly fell asleep. However, Rei stared down at her with a faint smile.
"Then next, I will also work on your attitude too..."
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"Milady, would you please fix your posture?"
Berly sat on the throne in a lazy slouch. It was just her, her maid, and the guards in the room. She ignored Rei's question and yawned to herself.
Her workload had slowed considerably since taking the throne, and she could afford sleepy afternoons like this. The council of ministers would take care of things, just like they had ruled the country before she took the throne.
"Milady, would you please fix your posture?" Rei repeated her question.
"Why should I?" Beryl finally asked back.
She scratched lazily at her stomach. She wore a revealing top that left her navel bare, and a skirt which gave her legs plenty of air to breathe. While past Queen's had usually worn more formal clothes, Beryl found these were much more suitable for the hot stuffy mid-afternoon throne room.
"Milady, I was just thinking, with your legs spread like that... It would reveal how small your bulge is."
"Wh-What are you saying?!" Beryl sat up at Rei's words and closed her legs. Her short stature was one thing, but never before had someone called her 'bulge' small. Her maid's words were so unexpected, she tripped over her own. "D-Do you dare disrespect me!?"
"Oh, not at all. It was merely an observation, milady."
Beryl drummed her fingers on the armrests of the throne. Her ears burned with embarrassment at the disrespectful tone, but she couldn't think of a response.
"When is the next audience scheduled?"
"We have none left for today."
"Then what are we still doing here?!" Beryl stood up and stormed out of the throne room. "Come with me, Rei."
With her maid in tow, Beryl stomped through the halls of the castle. The other servants and staff made a path, clearing the way as she returned to her bedchambers.
"Rei, what was with those disrespectful words back there? And in front of the guards, no less." Beryl turned to face her maid. In the midafternoon light, she thought she saw a faint smile on the woman's lips, but that couldn't have been right. Rei never smiled.
"Was it disrespectful? As I said, I was just making an observation." Rei walked forward as she spoke. Her piercing eyes were unbefitting of one speaking to royalty.
"Y-You were totally out of line." Beryl took a step back as her maid approached.
"How so?" Rei finally made it up close, staring down at her.
Beryl was no match to her maid's height or bust. The woman's chest bulged considerably in her tight maid uniform, and it was right at Beryl's eye level. When Rei stood so close, she always found it difficult not to stare.
"Y-You referred to my royal member as a mere 'b-bulge'..."
Beryl tried to back up again, but her feet hit the back of the bed. She toppled back and hit the soft bedding. Instead of helping her, her maid silently crawled atop Beryl.
"What do you think you're doing?!" Beryl shouted out. Her heart beat a million miles an hour as Rei drew close. She felt the warmth of her maid's body and Rei's overwhelming chest pushed against her own.
"You told me that I should enjoy myself. This is enjoyable to me."
Once again, Beryl thought she saw a hint of a smile behind Rei's cold gaze, but that couldn't have been right. Rei
never
smiled.
"Y-You're assaulting royalty."
"I'm having a bit of fun." Rei leaned even closer, whispering in Beryl's ear. "And I think you're enjoying this too."
Her heart skipped a beat at those words, and she felt her breath catch in her throat. Her maid's hot breath tickled down Beryl's neck and the pressure of Rei's body on top of her own knocked Beryl's breath away. She felt so infuriated by Rei's new attitude, yet something else stirred between her legs.
Her maid's gloved fingers pushed against Beryl's panties, stroking the tiny 'bulge' within. "See?"
The single word stole all the power from Beryl's limbs. She lay limply beneath Rei letting out a frustrated mewl. "No... That's not- Ahn!"
Rei nibbled on Beryl's earlobe, silencing her protests. "I don't think you're being honest with yourself."
The words came hot against her neck, sending a shiver down Beryl's spine. She bucked against Rei's fingers, spreading her legs. Her eyes fell half lidded and she bit her bottom lip. Rei stroked slowly up and down her panties, sending pleasurable tingles through her half-hard member.
"Why don't you say it again? Tell me to stop."
You dare give me an order?!
New hot irritation boiled up in Beryl's chest. "No. As you're Lady, I command you to continue." Beryl opened her eyes to see how Rei would respond, and she instantly fell into a new well of despair.
Rei smiled. The coldest, unfeeling maid in the entire castle had her lips curved up in a smile. Not a large one, but a smile nonetheless.
"I don't feel like it." Rei removed her hand and leaned back.
"You would disobey a direct order!?" Beryl raised her voice, sitting up.
Her maid slowly extracted herself from the bed. "I think you should take care of your own needs from now on. Until you can appreciate my services, you can satisfy yourself with this."
Rei reached into the air, and a glowing magic circle appeared. She stuck her arm in and came back out with a squishy pink something. She threw it down on the bed next to Beryl and nodded. "For now, I will wait outside until you call me again. However, I won't be servicing you tonight."
The smile had already disappeared, and she reported her words in a cold, disinterested voice. She then turned on her heel and left the room.
Beryl watched her leave, then glanced down at the pink toy. "{ Inspect }" With a spell, she examined the device. [ Magic Onahole: A toy to fulfill the sexual needs of key bearers. Level 1. ]
Beryl stood up and grabbed the squishy toy. The sight of her disrespectful smile was burned into Beryl's mind. "How dare she..."
Despite her anger, her blood was still restless. She flipped up her skirt and pulled her cock out of her panties. Her tiny member was only two knuckles long. She had never thought about her size too hard before, but now the humiliating sight made her ears burn in embarrassment.
"I'll show her..." Unsure of what she even meant by that, Beryl decided to try out the toy. She placed it on the bed and sank her hips into it. "Bwha-?"
The squishy toy seemed to suck around her member. It welcomed her deeper and she slammed her hips against the bed, plunging deep into the soft inner folds. She let out a shuddering sigh before beginning to move her hips.
"Oh, fuck..."
The lubricated folds sent tingles out through her hips. She felt every square centimeter of her cock as she thrust in and out. Beryl could no longer stop herself even if she wanted to.
"This is all her fault..."
Beryl closed her eyes and slammed her hips back down. The rush of the squishy material sucking and stroking around her cock sent stars into her vision. She let out a soft, pathetic mewl as she slowly moved her hips.
