“Sure, that sounds interesting. Give it a try.”
When I suggested giving her a massage, Viviana chuckled softly and sat on the bed. I placed my hands on her shoulders and smiled.
“Your clothes look heavy, Mistress. Let me lighten them for you.”
“…”
Viviana didn’t say a word, but I took that as implicit consent. I started unbuttoning her top one by one, helping her out of the heavy coat. Soon, only a thin white shirt was left on Viviana, but I hesitated to remove that, fearing it might become awkward, so I merely loosened the top button.
“Now, I’ll lay you down.”
“…Huh.”
Her voice seemed to convey a hint of disbelief. Nevertheless, she willingly surrendered to my feeble strength and lay back on the bed.
I took a moment to gaze at Viviana, who was lying there docilely. The figure beneath the thin white shirt was undeniably beautiful, drawing admiration.
While not quite as grand as my mother’s, she had a chest that any man would find hard to ignore. A slim waist and a well-proportioned hip frame.
This game was popular for a reason. Viviana was a character with appeal that resonated with people of all ages and genders alike.
If I were a man, I might have found it hard to remain composed in this situation.
But here I was, a woman. Although I still had guy instincts, Viviana was attractive, yet I didn’t have the kind of interest that would push me to come out as a lesbian.
To be honest, I wasn’t a fan of homosexuality in the first place.
Viviana to me… hmm…
She wasn’t entirely a man, yet she wasn’t exactly a friend either…
But since she was my savior… maybe a rich acquaintance?
So, I could definitely provide this level of service.
Viviana lay still on the bed, eyes closed. I shut the window and lit a single candle to create a soft atmosphere.
Slowly, I drew the curtains and approached the bed where Viviana was lying with her eyes closed.
“Mistress, you’ve worked hard today.”
I whispered softly as I approached her waist. Perhaps today’s exertion had left her tired, or maybe she just didn’t show it; Viviana didn’t react at all.
I started gently at her waist, creating round circles with my palm, easing her tense muscles.
“Here… it’s quite knotted.”
Viviana’s skin was surprisingly soft. It was amazing how someone with such a delicate body could possess such monstrous strength.
I pressed hard on the firm spots hidden beneath her silky skin. Though Viviana quivered slightly, she showed no sign of discomfort.
“Next, I’ll work on your shoulders.”
This time, I moved up her back and pressed gently on her delicate shoulders with my fingertips. Using my thumbs, I pressed in deep to relax the tensed muscles.
“Is it painful?”
“…”
I whispered near her ear but received no answer. That silence felt like a clear response to me.
Viviana was the type to firmly express when she didn’t like something. So, her silence surely meant she was satisfied.
Hehe—
With a chuckle in my head, I shifted my hands to her nape. I gently pressed her neck with my delicate fingertips and softly tickled the hair between my fingers.
Then, I reached down to her legs, slowly moving up from her calves to her thighs, teasing the muscles with my fingertips.
“Mistress, this area is quite knotted as well.”
I whispered as I gently pressed her thigh, but still, there was no reply.
Finally, I took her hand in mine. I tenderly massaged her palm and back of her hand one finger at a time. After giving her hand a firm squeeze, I slowly rose up.
“You did well.”
I softly whispered in Viviana’s ear. At that, her tightly closed eyelids slowly lifted, revealing her violet eyes.
“…You.”
Her calm voice made me flinch, but she didn’t seem angry, which was a relief.
“Uh? Were you uncomfortable?”
“…No.”
Viviana, responding somewhat flatly, sat up. Perhaps due to the massage, her previously sharp expression seemed to soften a bit.
“How was it? Did you feel refreshed?”
“…It was decent.”
A lie. She was totally satisfied.
Still, for Viviana to say that much was quite a compliment. It seemed even she couldn’t deny my massage skills.
I wore a satisfied smile and extended my hand towards Viviana. Not realizing the meaning behind my gesture, she tilted her head with a puzzled expression.
“Aren’t you going to give me compensation?”
“…Compensation?”
“Yes. The contract stated that compensation would be given whenever you were satisfied, right?”
“…”
“I’d prefer gold coins over treats, or even a decent piece of jewelry would suffice.”
“…”
“Actually, anything valuable would be fine for compensation…”
Snap-
“Ouch!?”
I felt a sharp pain on my forehead, and just like that, I fell back onto the bed. Viviana stared at me with a cold gaze for a while.
“This isn’t even close.”
“…Eh.”
“Still, it’s true you made me feel good, so I’ll give you compensation.”
Viviana looked around and picked up a piece of silk draped over the sofa, tying it around my hands. She then firmly secured the other end to the bedpost, wearing a satisfied expression.
“I was originally going to use handcuffs, but this should be more comfortable.”
“…Is this really compensation?”
Am I supposed to be grateful for being tied with soft silk instead of handcuffs? This is mistreatment at its finest.
“Well, I’m off to rest, so just wait quietly. Ring the bell if you need anything.”
“Whoa, wait! I need to be untied to go to the bathroom!”
“The maid will untie you and tie you back up afterward. If I hear a report that you untied yourself, there will be punishment, so keep that in mind.”
“…”
“Then wait patiently until I return.”
Ignoring my hostile glare, Viviana left the room. And she didn’t show up again until late at night.
The next day, I found out that the place I was tied up in wasn’t Viviana’s room. From the size of the bed and the luxurious decor, I naturally assumed it was her space, but it turned out that every room in this mansion was designed like this.
…With so much money, can’t they spare a few jewels?
Turns out, she’s quite the penny-pincher.
“Yawwwn…”
In the early morning, as birds chirped, I rubbed my sleepy eyes and let out a deep yawn.
It had been two days since I was confined.
The time was 7 AM; it was still too early for breakfast. But it felt awkward to go back to sleep, so after some contemplation, I picked up the golden bell Viviana had left behind.
One ring for meals,
Two rings for the bathroom,
Three rings for a bath,
And four to call Viviana, right?
I swung my wrist and rang the bell twice. Since it was early, I couldn’t be sure if anyone was at the ready, but contrary to my expectations, the door swung open to reveal a calm-looking beauty with long black hair, one of the three maids I had met yesterday.
This girl was my favorite among the trio. I greeted her with an innocent smile.
“Hello, Iris. Good morning.”
No answer came back. Iris just stood quietly, staring at me with her unmoving black eyes. I tried talking to her a few more times, but she remained utterly unresponsive.
I averted my gaze, wearing a slightly sorrowful expression, as if I was trying to convey how lonely I felt.
“Ah… so you can’t talk to me? It’s quite lonely being alone… I apologize if I was rude…”
Nevertheless, despite my melancholic voice, Iris continued to stare at me with her calm, unblinking gaze.
‘This won’t be easy.’
Normally, putting on a sad face would get at least a little reaction, but it seemed Viviana had firmly instructed her not to engage.
Well, I can take my time.
I rang the bell again, once more producing two chimes. Iris approached and untied the silk binding my arms.
Without a word, she turned and walked toward the door. Waiting for me at the door, she seemed to be silently telling me to follow her.
“Okay.”
I smiled again and approached her, sticking closely behind as we walked down the mansion’s corridor.
“Wow… Iris, your hair smells really nice… When we can chat, please let me know what kind of incense you use.”
It’s only the beginning.
Surely, there would be one or two people here willing to shower me with some affection.
Of course, by affection, I mean money.
