Chapter 185 – The Baron’S Play (12)
186. The Baron’s Play (12)
In the days that followed,
I always gave Baroness Trisha a massage whenever I attended to her.
Although I couldn’t be with her all day long due to my duties (Trisha also emphasized the importance of communication with other maids), the time we spent together gradually increased.
Today, as we were alone in the drawing room, I subtly tested Trisha.
“Madam, would you like me to give you a massage today?”
“Yes, please. Raul’s massages feel so good.”
She answered readily, as if she had been waiting for my words.
Trisha was now quite used to my touch, readily offering her arms or back. She sought my massages at least once a day, and seeing her like this, it seemed my massages were quite to her liking.
While I didn’t dislike the daily routine… I had something special prepared for today.
“Um, Madam. If it’s alright with you, would you like me to give you the back massage I mentioned before? I believe it will feel great and relieve all the stiffness…”
“Back? You mean… the one where I lie down?”
“Yes. The sofa in this drawing room is long, and if we move some of the cushions, you can lie down comfortably. …Would you like to try it?”
“…………Hmm.”
From our previous massage experiences, I knew that Trisha felt incredibly good when the contact area increased. If just gently loosening her arms gave her strange sensations, what would it be like to massage her back? Besides, this was also within the bounds of common sense, so there was no reason to refuse.
Trisha’s eyes darted around quickly before she finally opened her lips.
“Hmm. It wouldn’t be bad to try it once.”
She agreed to my suggestion and naturally glanced at the sofa in the drawing room. I quickly ran over and removed all the cushions, creating a space where one person could lie down comfortably.
“And the curtains and the door… just in case someone misunderstands.”
“Yes.”
Following her lead, I half-closed the curtains to hide the sofa and locked the door. Although the servants wouldn’t barge in without knocking, if such a thing happened, Trisha could just say she had locked it without realizing. If they suspected our relationship, I could use my powers to…
“Um. The corset around your waist too… Since the goal is to loosen the muscles, it won’t be effective if it’s so tight.”
“Ah… I see.”
The Baroness was wearing a straight-cut dress, with a corset that matched the dress’s color cinching her waist to enhance the dress’s silhouette. As is common, it wasn’t a design that covered most of the upper body, but rather a compact form that only tightened the waist.
I could still massage her like this, but the area would be limited and uncomfortable.
Trisha thought for a moment at my words and immediately agreed. After all, even if she loosened it, the dress would only become a little looser, and there would be no other issues.
She asked, “Could you loosen the strings in the back?” and I approached her from behind. I untied the butterfly-knotted strings and gently loosened the cords that were compressing her waist. Soon, she loosened the front clasps and took off the corset.
“…Is it okay to lie down like this?”
“Yes. Just lie down comfortably like that. Oh, I’ll put a cushion under your head as a pillow. Just lift your head for a moment…”
“Okay…”
The Baroness lay down on the long sofa in the drawing room, her back facing me, and soon, all preparations for the massage were complete.
‘It’s fun unlocking things step by step.’
Of course, it would be better if she were naked, but for now, this was better. I had my own personal goals in mind.
“Then…”
I approached her body and settled into place beside her.
Swoosh… Swoosh…
At first, to ease the tension, I used my palms to touch her back entirely.
“Huummm…”
Perhaps because it was a new area receiving the touch of the opposite sex, Trisha quietly exhaled and moaned at my movements.
The technique was the same as when I gave massages before.
I touched the entire area with light pressure, then gradually divided the area to stimulate specific spots. Since I was also touching the fabric, I had to be quite careful when bending my fingers.
“Aah…”
I pressed down on the areas with my palms, then slowly caressed and lifted the skin of those areas. I carefully massaged her, making sure not to pinch her skin.
The Baroness’s figure looked slim on the outside, but when I touched her, I could feel that she had the kind of flesh that men would like. Trisha spent a lot of time sitting and didn’t exercise much, so her buttocks, hidden by her dress, must be quite…
I continued the massage, indulging in pleasant fantasies.
However, while I was still delicately pressing and loosening her muscles, there was something different from my usual massages.
“Haaa… …Mmm?”
I caressed the areas where the skin directly touched, like the hollows on her back, with utmost gentleness, but I only massaged the fabric parts moderately.
I even secretly ruffled the fabric from time to time.
So that my caressing touch would make better contact with the fabric.
Normally, she should feel a thrilling pleasure from my gentle touch, but I was deliberately blocking it. Through this action, I intended to make her feel the limitations of a massage over clothing.
Pressing on the flesh to loosen the muscles only provided a general coolness, not the soft and sweet touch of the opposite sex that felt like an caress.
“Umm…”
I noticed that Trisha’s voice had become ambiguous from the middle, but I pretended not to notice and continued the massage. It must be very irritating to be stimulated and then not.
It would feel good to stroke her back with a strong force, but I didn’t give her that carrot until the very end.
“I’m done, Madam. Did you feel okay?”
“…Yes, it was good. It feels like a lot of the tension has been relieved… Hmm. Yes. Thank you for your hard work.”
Although the stiffness had mostly disappeared, the strange and thrilling sensation she felt when I massaged her arms was almost gone. The Baroness got up from the sofa with a peculiar expression.
‘She must feel very uneasy.’
I chuckled inwardly as I pulled the strings of her corset.
…………
Several more days passed.
That day, too, I had Trisha lie down on the sofa and was massaging her back. When I glanced at Trisha’s profile, it was quite a sight. Her lips were twitching as if she was bothered by the ambiguous stimulation.
“Is the pressure okay, Madam?”
“…………Yes. No, umm. It would be nice if you could make it a little stronger…”
Her tone was gentle, but her voice clearly sounded dissatisfied. She was probably too focused on entrusting her body to me to realize it.
“Yes. A little stronger…”
Even when she asked me to increase the pressure, I deliberately reduced the force when stroking the fabric parts, giving her a maddeningly tantalizing sensation.
“Ugh…”
If this was repeated naturally several times, she would know, unless she was a fool. She would realize that the fabric was hindering the thrilling pleasure she had been considering an indulgence. Well, it was partly true.
She had already experienced the addictive nature of this thrilling pleasure through her arms and back. How good would it feel to let me caress her back as it was? There was no way she hadn’t thought about that. Even after the massage, she often looked a little unsatisfied and offered me her arm.
But that didn’t relieve her frustration.
After the back massage, I naturally helped her put on the corset she had taken off.
“But it’s a shame.”
“What is?”
I was behind the Baroness when I suddenly let out a regretful voice and whispered something strange in her ear.
“Ah, well… It seems that massaging over clothing reduces the effect… I want to satisfy you properly, Madam… but I guess that’s not possible, is it?”
I let out a small sigh…
Twitch.
“…………”
Trisha trembled slightly at my words.
After a moment of silence.
I didn’t say anything more and gently pulled the strings one by one, compressing her waist.
Just as I was about to tie the strings in a butterfly knot, I heard her small voice from in front of me.
“If that’s how it’s supposed to be done…”
Trisha paused slightly before continuing.
“If that’s how it’s supposed to be done, then it’s okay. Actually, I’ve heard a little about massages myself. Raul… you’re not thinking anything strange, are you?”
“N-No, I’m not thinking anything strange!”
“T-Then…”
There was only one reason why the Baroness was asking this.
If she were to lower her dress to properly massage her back, she would end up exposing her breasts. Of course, since I would be pressing on her breasts as if she were sunbathing on the beach, I would only see the side of her breasts at most…
Still, it was an undeniable fact that it would create a suggestive atmosphere.
“Then please do that tomorrow. Ah, but it seems a bit difficult here… Hmm, what should we do?”
The Baroness, who had already adjusted her clothes, was now standing in front of me.
Even though she was okay with the exposure, she seemed troubled by the idea of doing it in the drawing room during the day. Was she really okay with the exposure part?
If she was willing to make the bold choice of revealing her bare skin, then I felt like I could be brave here.
“Um, Madam… You gave me a private room that day, didn’t you? No one comes to see me even after my work is done. So… if you were to visit my room at night… there would be no one to notice, so please…”
“…To Raul’s room at night…?”
“Yes, yes.”
“…………”
An offer to have a secret rendezvous.
Since the Baron’s mansion was so large, there were staircases at both ends in addition to the circular staircase in the center. Moreover, the Baroness’s bedroom was quite far inside, and if she used the staircase near the end, she could come straight down to my private room.
In other words, it was the shortest route optimized for a secret rendezvous.
Of course, she would have to pass through a few rooms, but it was all the same.
“…You’re only going to massage me, right?”
“Yes, yes, Madam. Of course.”
I answered with a strange look, my eyes awkwardly darting around, and a faint blush on my cheeks.
Just like the day I was caught masturbating, when I took the laundry basket in front of her…
There was no way my current appearance didn’t overlap with that time.
Given this atmosphere, how would Trisha react?
Trisha’s Adam’s apple moved slightly. And then, I could faintly hear the sound of her swallowing.
“…Around 10 PM, when the lights in the hallway are turned off except for a few, right?”
“Yes, Madam.”
At night, unless there was an emergency, the servants would rest after their hard work and not wander around. Although there were soldiers on watch outside, that was only an issue when going outside.
“I’ll visit you around that time tomorrow… so don’t go to sleep.”
She quietly whispered, avoiding my eyes, which was rare for her.
“Ah…! Yes! I’ll clean up the room and… wait for you, Madam!”
“Shhh. Someone might hear you outside.”
I apologized quietly to the flustered Trisha and then wore an excited expression.
Things were picking up speed faster than I thought.
It had been difficult to make progress with just our daily routines, but this secret rendezvous would strengthen our bond.
The atmosphere between just the two of us was that thrilling and fatal…
Next to me, who couldn’t hide my happy face, Trisha slowly drank her tea and calmed her mind. From time to time, she would make a complicated expression, wondering, ‘What did I just say?’ But she never took back what she had said.
