Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
An evening at Noorwood Estate - Part 1
One by one each boiling kettle was emptied into the copper standing tub, then refilled and returned to the fire. Nicholas could almost be mistaken for someone who worked for a living, with his coat folded over a chair and his shirt sleeves rolled up past his elbow, drawing a bath now for his au pair.
Marlene had been preparing the infant, Maggie, for bedtime while her employer prepared the bath. She had met Nicholas a few weeks prior when she interviewed to nanny his adopted child. That was the same week her father, a tailor, was murdered by the Inquisition in the Grimhaven slum-riot. She knew, going into the interview that her would-be employer was the man that started the ill-fated uprising, but the knowledge seemed only to spark her curiosity further. She had promised herself that she would simply leave if the middle-aged man turned out to be a brute or a cad, but instead she found Nicholas to be quite handsome, if a bit older - finely appointed and well spoken. She was even certain she could sense a mutual attraction, but a sharp look from the bartender, Elana, told Marlene that pursuing the blonde revolutionary might cause trouble.
Soon Maggie was asleep and when Marlene approached the hearth, Nicholas stood to draw her close, taking her hip in one hand and gently catching her cheek with his other. Marlene gasped slightly at the sudden embrace, not out of shock or surprise, but excitement at the familiarity of his touch. Nicholas had been flirting with her since they met, but even after his relationship with Elana went abruptly cold he courted her slowly, as she imagined he'd court one of the noble ladies in town. She was eager for their relationship to become physical, and could tell that Nicholas was too, but he waited until today to act. As the fair-haired man paused with her in his arms, she silently recounted his lewd invitation to be bathed by him and bedded - her eager reply and the tingling fits in her stomach throughout the day, anticipating this moment. Her excitement reached a fevered crescendo as he pulled her into their first kiss and then, with her lips locked to his, she finally relaxed, falling nearly limp in his arms.
The pair kissed for several minutes, Marlene wrapped tightly in Nicholas' embrace. He had begun unbuttoning the raven-haired au pair's dress before they had even parted lips and as he continued, he prevented her from helping undress herself. Marlene's clothing was gradually stripped away; piece by piece each garment was folded and her jewelry was safely stowed. As she became gradually bare, Nicholas' attitude shifted subtly - he grew more confident in handling the lithe creature, his touch more deliberate and forceful. When, at last, the final stitch of modesty was peeled from her body, Nicholas firmly adjusted the girl's posture and stepped back to admire her nudity by the light of the fire. He could not quite stifle the peaking of his eyebrow at seeing the girl's clean shaven vulva, but managed to keep a stern face. With extreme patience, Nicholas inspected the trembling creature - turning her and correcting her posture half way through as if she were a show animal. Nicholas took note of the tension building in her eyebrows as he pulled her to face him once more, and stepped forward gently taking her hand, pulling her close. Goosebumps splayed across Marlene's skin as Nicholas' clothing caressed her nude form, his arm settling on the flare of her bony hip, his fingertips tickling the upper crevice of her bottom. He kissed her again, this time on her jaw, then her neck under her ear, and her collarbone.