Jane's Descent Pt. 07

|| -- Chapter 25 -- ||

Serina stepped inside her workshop and closed the door behind herself.

A small stream of moonlight filtered in through the window and pooled on the stone floor. It wasn't much, but Serina's eyes squinted at the brightness. Compared to the dark corridors, the small pool of moonlight was blinding.

"Serina..."

A voice called out to her, and she blinked. As her vision adjusted, she noticed the silhouette of a figure sitting at her workbench. It was difficult to make out the visitor's face, but Serina knew who it was. There wasn't anyone else who knew the location of the room, and the visitor's voice was easily recognizable to her. However, instead of responding, Serina walked over to a cupboard on the wall.

She looked through the many bottles and tools stored in the cupboard, focusing on the task for which she had come to the workshop. Only after pulling the required items off the shelf did she respond. "What are you doing here?"

The visitor stood up and walked up to her, coming to a stop just behind Serina. "I thought you would have already made your move by now..."

The visitor's voice wavered slightly, and Serina shook her head. "Eva has taken a greater interest in Jane than I expected... I didn't expect her to spend this much time with her."

"Perhaps she knows what you have planned? She might be trying to protect her."

"It's doubtful." Serina walked over to the workbench, carrying the bottles and tools from the cupboard. "Eva is a fool who only cares about her superficial control over the estate. Jane's usefulness to her ended when she signed the contract."

"Even so, it is her duty to protect Jane..." The visitor followed Serina over to the workbench, lockstep behind her.

"If Eva cared about her duty, she would never have sent Jane away..." Serina began lining up the bottles on the workbench, but her hands paused, and she let out a sigh. "If she cared about her duty, Eva would have never become obsessed with the processing plant."

A long silence stretched out after that before the visitor responded. "I'm sorry, Serina..."

"You have nothing to apologize for." A flicker of annoyance showed on Serina's face. "Eva is the one at fault, not you."

"No, I..." They took a hesitant step towards Serina, but another awkward silence stretched out.

Instead of breaking the tension, Serina ignored it and finished lining up bottles on the worktable. Her hands moved expertly as she organized the ingredients, moving with well-practiced motions.

"Serina..." The visitor took another hesitant step forward, then hugged her from behind. "I'm sorry..."

Serina froze at the physical contact. The embrace was nostalgic, and she hesitated to shrug them away. Instead, she stood stiffly in the hug, staring down at the hands clasped around her middle.

She had grown taller over the years, and the familiar embrace had grown awkward over time. Now, as she stood over a head taller than the one behind her, it lacked the impact it had when she was a child, but Serina still couldn't bring herself to break the hug on her own.

"You have nothing to apologize for..." Serina said quietly. "This is unnecessary."

"I know, but..." Their voice wavered and trailed off.

"If this will satisfy you..." Serina placed one hand over the arms embracing her. She gently squeezed them and let out a tired sigh. "Continue for as long as you'd like."

"Thank you."

Another long silence stretched out after that. As Serina stood in the embrace, her eyes softened and the tension drained from her shoulders. She tried her best to hide her emotions, but in the quiet, moonlight-filled workshop, she let a hint of a smile reach her lips.

"We all have our duties..." Serina gave a squeeze on the visitor's arms again. "You, Jane, me... Eva too, perhaps. She is trying to fulfill her duties the best way she knows how..."

"Serina..."

The arms tightened around her, and Serina gave a sad smile. "I too, will be fulfilling my role. My actions may not be correct, but it's the only way I know how."

Another long silence stretched out, and the visitor's muffled voice came one final time.

"When it's time for Jane to fulfill her duty, please go easy on her."

|| -- Chapter 26 -- ||

Eva lay naked on the bed.

Between her legs, Jane licked at her sex. The younger woman spread Eva's labia wide and lapped with her tongue. Jane's skills weren't great, but Eva smiled kindly down at her.

"That's it, Jane. You're doing great." Eva relaxed against the pillows and let out a contented sigh. She hadn't even rolled out of bed, and she was already being serviced by a cute girl like Jane. She could think of worse ways to wake up.

Jane's tongue probed at her inner labia and traced up along them. The act sent ripples of pleasure through Eva's hips, but she could hardly call them satisfying. When Jane's tongue reached her clit, she only spent a few seconds licking at the bump before continuing to explore elsewhere.

It almost felt like Jane was teasing her on purpose, but Eva didn't say anything. She wanted Jane to mature her skills naturally. Eventually, if they traded sides enough times, Jane would learn, and watching that growth would be half the fun.

Eva gave another relaxed sigh and prepared for the long haul. She snuggled into the heap of pillows at the head of the bed and watched Jane work with a kind smile.

After only half an hour, Jane looked up at Eva, eyes half-lidded in lust. "My mouth is tired..."

Jane wore an expression of disappointment, and despite the crimson hue burning through her cheeks, her lips curled into a frown. However, Eva shook her head.

"You did great, sweetie." Eva pushed herself up and crawled over to Jane. "That was a great warm up. Now, allow me to reward your efforts."

Eva pushed Jane down and guided their hips together. Forming two crossed 'V' shapes, she smushed her bare sex against Jane's. As their mons rubbed together, Eva let out a contented sigh.

(This is the life... No work, waking up with a cutie like Jane by my side... I couldn't ask for more.) Eva thought to herself.

Of course, she would have to go back to work the next day, but she tried not to worry about that. Instead, she focused on the feeling of Jane's mound grinding against her own. After the warmup, Eva reached orgasm relatively quickly.

--

Jane stood in the shower, with Eva posed in front of her.

The older woman's fingers worked Jane's sex, and she smiled down at her with a grin. "What's wrong, Jane? Your hands have stopped moving."

Despite the lukewarm water, a deep blush burned through Jane's cheeks. As Eva rubbed between her legs, Jane's breathing came ragged, and her knees threatened to give way. She hovered on the precipice of orgasm, and if Eva's fingers moved even a little faster, she would reach orgasm, but the final push never came.

"Come on, weren't we going to wash each other's bodies? Where did all that energy go, I wonder?" Eva guided Jane's hand back to her breast and smiled.

During the previous day's shower, Jane had helped Eva wash herself, and it was just as stimulating of an experience. However, this was on another level. As Eva held her right at the edge of orgasm, Jane's mind spun with arousal and desire. She couldn't think about anything else.

"This isn't fair..." Jane said through a heavy breath. She tried to rub Eva's body with soap, but the soft bosom of the older woman only added to Jane's helpless arousal.

"Can't help it, I guess..." Eva pushed Jane up against the shower wall and stepped in close. "You did well to last this long, Jane."

Eva's fingers sped up, swiping back and forth over Jane's mound. She rubbed the spot over her clit with increasing speed until Jane toppled into orgasm.

"Ahngmmmh..." Jane cried out and buried her face in Eva's wet shoulder. As the shower head continued to pour down on them, her hips twitched and bucked against the older woman's hand, unable to contain the pleasurable waves rippling through her hips.

When the orgasm slowed, Eva stepped back, and Jane panted for breath, knees trembling.

"God, you're adorable," Eva said and angled the shower head towards Jane's crotch, giving it one last rinse. "Shall we go get breakfast?"

Jane nodded absentmindedly and gave a breathy sigh. As the water shut off, she reached outside the shower and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around herself.

Eva led the way and stepped into the tiled locker room outside. She didn't bother with a towel, and strode naked through the room instead. Several maids waited with towels, and they patted Eva down before dressing her in fresh clothes.

"Are you sure you don't want any assistance with getting dressed?" Eva asked.

"No, I think I'm fine." Jane followed along behind Eva, watching the display with a blush. "I can dress myself..."

Jane tightened the towel around her middle and wandered up to the bench beside Eva's. Another towel lay in wait there, and Jane patted herself down with it, drying her arms and legs. However, as she reached up to rub her hair with the towel, one of the maids stopped her.

"Actually, if you don't mind..." The maid gave Jane a smile. "Shall I cut your hair? Your bangs are a little long, don't you think?"

Jane recognized the maid as Maria, the older maid she had seen around the mansion a few times. Like Jane, she was short and had brown hair, but she had rounder curves and appeared much older; about the same age as Eva.

"That's a good idea," Eva said and glanced over at the two of them. "Are you fine with that, Jane?"

"Oh, yes. That's fine." Jane blushed and glanced back at Maria. "It's been a long time since I cut my hair, after all."

The maid's smile brightened, and she pulled out a comb and a pair of scissors. "Let's get started here, shall we?"

Eva finished getting dressed, and she left with her gaggle of maids, leaving Jane alone with Maria. An awkward silence fell over the room, but Jane sat down quickly and faced her back towards the maid. With only a towel around her middle, the haircut began.

"So, how are you handling your time here?" Maria asked, and her scissors clicked, trimming along the side of Jane's ear. "I hope Eva hasn't been too imposing."

"Eva has been very nice, actually." Jane smiled and sighed. "I was scared of her at first, but she's very patient."

"Patient, hm?" Maria's scissors formed a rhythm of snips, and more clips of hair fell to the ground. "I'm glad. Few see that side of her."

"She likes to be in control." Jane smiled wryly as she stared at the ground. "That's the opposite of me, so I guess it all works out in the end."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Maria switched to the other side of Jane's head and began snipping along the opposite ear line. "I can be the same way..."

"Has Eva..." Jane's blush deepened, and she took a small breath. "Has Eva slept with all the maids? Even you?"

"Not all, but most." Maria smiled as she worked the scissors. "And yes, I've been known to warm her bed at times."

(Eva is such a player!) Jane's ears turned red, but she couldn't blame the older woman. That was just who Eva was, after all.

"Do you regret coming here..?" Maria's scissors paused, and Jane blinked in surprise.

"I..." A brief silence stretched out before Jane figured out how to respond. "I don't think so. No, definitely not."

"I'm glad..." Maria combed Jane's bangs up, cutting them short. "If you ever struggle with your duties, or you don't feel comfortable with this place, just say the word."

"Sure, of course- huh?" Maria's arms wrapped around Jane and embraced her from behind.

(What is she doing..?) Jane tried to look around, but Maria held her tight, squeezing her in the backwards hug. Despite the damp remnants of the shower, the embrace was warm, and Jane relaxed into it.

"Your uniform is going to get wet..."

"I know. That's fine, though," Maria said. "It's gonna be a warm day today. It'll dry."

"I see..." Jane wasn't sure why she was getting hugged, but she wasn't one to complain. The longer the embrace continued, a warmth grew in her chest.

When Eva hugged her, it always made Jane blush, but this one felt different. The embrace felt pure, with no intention or ulterior motive. In the soft warmth of the older maid, Jane felt only compassion.

|| -- Chapter 27 -- ||

"A picnic, huh?" Jane stood in front of a mirror, staring at herself.

She wore a yellow polka-dot sundress and sandals. Her hair had been cut, and with Maria's help, she wore it in a small bun. Jane had never seen herself so well put together. Her normal baggy clothes and long shaggy hair were nowhere to be seen.

"That's right. Don't you think those clothes are fit for a picnic?" Eva asked. She sat on a small couch behind Jane, watching her.

"I... Yes, I suppose." Jane dug the tip of her sandal into the ground, fidgeting. "It's just, there weren't any panties with the clothes..."

Beneath the thin dress, she was completely naked, and to make matters worse, the hem of the dress only came down a few centimeters past her hips. The slightest movement was sure to reveal her state of undress.

"Is there a problem with that?" Eva gave a knowing smile, gazing back at her intently.

"No..." Jane looked away with a blush. "If it's what you want, I don't mind."

--

They walked out of the back of the mansion together. Eva wore riding clothes, and she had the picnic basket tucked under one arm.

Jane, on the other hand, used one hand to hold down the front of her dress. It was a sunny day, but there was a bit of a breeze, and without her constant attention on it, the front would blow up and reveal her bare crotch to the world. However, even as she held down the front, the back of the dress flashed her butt every few seconds.

She blushed with each step, feeling the air wafting over the bottom of her cheeks, but there wasn't much she could do about it. Her other arm was intertwined with Eva's, and if she used both hands to hold down the hem of her dress, her panty-less state would have been even more obvious. Instead, all she could do was walk and hope they didn't run into anyone before they made it to the picnic location.

"Let's take a stroll through the gardens first, shall we?" Eva led the way between the flower boxes, and Jane's burning cheeks grew worse.

The smell of the sweet flowers brought up memories of her initial days in the mansion and she flashed back to the sight of the teasing maids. They had surrounded her and fingered her as she breathed in the intoxicating smell of the Venusian Lilies.

Thankfully, the smell of the flowers seemed to have less of an effect on her. Jane's mind didn't go fuzzy immediately, and the warmth between her legs didn't spiral out of control. Perhaps she was growing resistant to them, or perhaps she was so inundated with their effects that she had lost sight of what 'normal' was.

With the lotion applied to her skin, Jane was so sensitive that the slightest touch sent her off, and her libido never seemed to slow. Even before entering the garden, a small rivulet of arousal ran down her thigh. If the flowers were influencing her, there was no way to distinguish it from her usual state of arousal.

(I wish the wind wasn't so gusty, though...) Jane thought to herself. A fresh whirlwind of air rippled around her and lifted the hem of the dress. The sides and back fluttered up around her waist, and only her hand at the front kept it from exposing everything. (This is getting ridiculous...)

Eyes on the ground, Jane's ears burned bright red, and she focused on putting one foot in front of the other. If anyone was around, they would have noticed her bare butt immediately, but she tried to put that out of her mind.

"Oh, there are some maids working over there." Eva pointed down an aisle of flower boxes. "Let's go say hi."

(Let's not!) Jane wanted to protest, but she couldn't bring herself to verbalize it. Eva always rewarded her courage, after all. If she put up with this humiliation, there was sure to be a suitable prize in the end.

They followed the row of planter boxes up to a trio of maids, and Jane's heart sank even further as she recognized them.

"Good morning, Miss Eva." Camila turned around and gave a stiff curtsy to the older woman, but at the sight of Jane, her lips twisted into a smirk.

Dana and Geena smiled as well, and performed similar curtsies behind Camilla. "Good morning."

"I hope we weren't interrupting anything." Eva returned their smile and urged Jane forward. "We were heading out for a picnic and took a stroll through the gardens."

Jane gripped the front of her dress tightly. Another gust of wind blew beneath it, and the back fluttered up, exposing her butt to the open air. Thankfully, as she faced the three maids, they saw nothing. However, she felt their eyes flick down to her lower half and watch her dress flutter.

"We're glad the gardens are to your liking." Camilla looked up and met Jane's gaze with an amused smile. "We'd love to give you two a more personal tour, sometime."

"That will have to wait. We already have plans today, unfortunately." Eva gave a squeeze on Jane's hand as she spoke. "We'd better get going, actually."

"Ah, wait-" Jane began to protest, but Eva turned around and dragged her along with her. As they faced away, a fresh gust of wind billowed up and flipped the hem of Jane's dress. Just as she feared, she felt the warm rays of the sun reach her butt, exposing her panty-less lower half to the three maids.

A snicker echoed out behind them, and Jane's ears burned in embarrassment, but she could only follow lock step with Eva. The wind blew her skirt up several more times as they walked away, and she heard more laughter each time.

--

Eventually, they wandered out of the gardens and into the forest. The tall trees helped shade them from the sun, and the strange gusts of wind settled down. In the quiet respite of the forest, Jane could calm down again.

"This seems like a good spot," Eva said. They entered a clearing, and she lay a picnic blanket down on the grass.

The ground was soft, and as Jane sat down next to Eva, she gave a sigh of relief. "Thanks for planning all this. It's nice to get out of the mansion."

"Indeed, and it's such a beautiful day." Eva leaned close and wrapped an arm around Jane's shoulders. "It would be a shame to spend it cooped up inside."

Jane nodded and leaned against Eva. "If it's with you, though, I wouldn't mind getting cooped up on a rainy day..."

Eva gave a laugh and squeezed Jane's shoulder. "You're getting better at sweet talking..."

She used her free hand to stroke Jane's cheek and stared down in amusement, but Jane tilted her head.

"Sweet talking?" She wasn't familiar with the word, and she blinked up at Eva.

"It's cute you don't even know what you're doing..." Eva leaned down and kissed Jane's neck. "You could become quite the lady killer if you aren't careful."

Jane's breathing grew deeper and her eyelids fluttered. As Eva's lips brushed over her neck, she blushed, and the arousal from earlier came rushing back. Her thighs clenched together, and she squirmed under Eva's touch.

"Perhaps not..." Eva pulled back with a grin. "That cute, helpless side of yours won't be going away anytime soon, and that's exactly how I like it."

Eva pushed Jane down onto the ground and slipped one leg between hers. As she kissed and suckled on Jane's neck, her free hand groped Jane's chest. It wasn't the strongest of touches, but Eva was insistent enough to draw a hitched breath from Jane's lips.

(Ah, of course it ended up like this...) Jane stared at the forest canopy above and smiled to herself. There was no way this would have been a normal picnic.

A fresh trill of pleasure rippled through Jane's chest, and a corresponding tingle ran between her legs. Each subtle shift of Eva's fingers sent her mind spinning, and Jane's toes curled against the bottom of her sandals. As Eva's massage continued, her breathing grew heavy and her thighs clenched together.

"God, you're adorable..." Eva's fingers rose to the peak of Jane's chest, pinching a nipple.

"Ahn!" A jolt of pink electricity ran through Jane's breast, and a high-pitched squeak escaped her lips.

"I've never seen someone so sensitive..." Eva said, whispering the words into Jane's neck. Her lips kissed the underside of Jane's jaw as her hands continued to work Jane's chest.

The combination sent a fresh wave of anticipation running between Jane's legs, and with no panties, Jane felt the bottom of her skirt grow damp with arousal. She realized too late that she was making a mess of the dress, and hot embarrassment burned through her ears.

"Please, wait..." Jane let out a mewl, and a shiver ran down her spine. "I'm staining the dress..."

"Oh, we can't have that, can we?" Eva pulled back and smiled. "Why don't you take it off?"

In any other context, Jane would have rushed to comply. However, they were outside, and if she took off the dress, she'd be completely naked.

"Uhm..." Jane bit her lower lip, hesitating.

Eva's eyes softened, but her smile grew into a knowing smirk. "Stand up, Jane."

Jane swallowed, and she hastily rose to her feet. As Eva lay on the ground, staring up at her, she stood at the edge of the picnic blanket awkwardly.

"Are you going to disobey my orders, Jane?"

"No, it's just... We're outside and-" Jane tried to explain her worries, but Eva cut her off.

"Take off the dress, Jane."

Under the intense gaze of the older woman, Jane's heartbeat quickened and her mouth went dry. Eva was just sitting on the ground, but the tone of her voice and the look in her eyes left no room to disobey.

Jane reached up and slid the hoops of the dress off her shoulders. She pushed the dress down her waist and past her hips, exposing her sex to the open air. As the fabric fell to the ground, she was left completely naked, and hot embarrassment burned through her cheeks.

They were in the middle of the forest. This was no place to be showing so much skin. Only Eva was here to see it, but Jane couldn't help feeling ashamed. The countless gaps in the trees left the meadow feeling wide open, and she could still see the roof of the mansion off in the distance.

"Is there something wrong, Jane?" Eva raised an eyebrow, but her smile never disappeared.

Jane could only stew in her embarrassment. She tried to hide her privates with her hands, but it felt like countless eyes peered at her from every direction. There was no way she could hide her dignity with only two hands. Every mossy tree and chirping bird fanned the shame coursing through her.

"Come here, Jane." Eva patted her lap and motioned for her to sit. "You look cold."

Jane blushed, but sat down on Eva's lap. In contrast to her nudity, Eva wore a long shirt and pants, and it emphasized the feeling of nakedness Jane felt.

"Are you sure it's okay to be doing this outside?"

"Of course it is," Eva said and wrapped her arms around her. "I do this all the time. Nobody catches me, usually."

"Usually..." (So there is a chance someone will see us?) Jane's breathing grew faster, but the anticipation returned between her legs. The idea of someone seeing her naked like this was terrifying, yet exciting.

"When I was your age, I came out here all the time." Eva stroked Jane's arm as she spoke, massaging along her bicep. "The mansion always felt so full of eyes, and the forest was the only place I could find privacy."

"By privacy, you mean...?" Jane's heart beat faster as Eva rubbed her arm.

"A place to masturbate, of course."

Eva's fingers slid down Jane's forearm and covered her hand. However, Jane's hand rested between her legs, and with Eva's hand covering hers, it almost felt like Eva was the one with fingers between her legs.

"You masturbated in the forest?" Jane's embarrassment flared higher and her ears burned as she imagined Eva out here, pleasuring herself.

"Indeed. I would strip naked to avoid dirtying my maid uniform, and I'd satisfy the urges that had built up over the week."

Eva's hand shifted over Jane's, and she guided Jane's fingers up to her clit. Like operating a puppet, she moved Jane's hand as if it were her own.

"Ahnm..." Jane let out a squeak and stiffened up. Eva pushed one finger into her slit and guided it through Jane's labia.

"Just like this..." Eva whispered. "I loved to just use one finger."

Jane's breathing grew deep. As her finger slid up and down between her lips, tingles of pleasure raced through her sex. She let out a heavy sigh, and her legs opened wider as Eva continued to guide her hand.

"My mother forbid me from masturbating, even after coming of age." Eva lifted Jane's other hand to her breast, pushing it against her chest. "If I were caught, a harsh punishment awaited, but that only heightened the thrill."

Jane's hands began moving on their own. After Eva showed her the motions, she slid her finger through her sex on her own, and she used her other hand to grope her chest.

"Sitting naked in the middle of the forest, ears straining to hear the slightest noise, heart pounding at the thought of getting found." Eva reached down and squeezed Jane's thighs, digging her fingers into the soft inside of her legs. "Sometimes, I come back here just to relive those times."

Jane let out a small mewl and squirmed her hips. As Eva's words echoed in her head, her arousal grew to new heights, and she sped up her hands. The feeling of her finger sliding through her labia sent her heart racing, and the open air against her bare skin amplified the pleasure.

Several minutes passed, with the only sound being Jane's quiet moans and the wind blowing through the forest canopy. After some time, however, Eva stopped her.

"I think that's enough of a warmup." Eva extracted herself out from under Jane and began rummaging through the picnic basket. She came out of it with a dildo and turned back to Jane. "Why don't you get on all fours for me?"

Jane's eyes landed on the toy, and her blush deepened. With some embarrassment, she crawled onto her knees and turned her hips towards Eva.

"Very good..." Eva pushed the head of the dildo against Jane's sex.

She was already wet, and the toy slid inside her with sickening ease. As Jane felt the length of the dildo glide through her lips, a shiver ran down her back and she clenched around it reflexively.

"Since you didn't make me ask twice, here's some extra service for you..." Eva reached between Jane's legs and used her other hand to rub Jane's clit.

Waves of pleasure rippled through Jane's hips, and her head spun. Eva's fingers swirled her sensitive bump with expert ease, and her other hand stroked the dildo in and out. Each pump of the toy accompanied a swell of tingling satisfaction.

"I don't normally do this, you know? I usually let the maids squirm before touching their clit. I love to see how long they can hold out before begging me to touch it."

Jane's breathing grew heavy, and her back arched, pushing against Eva's hands. As her hips melted in bliss, she imagined the countless women Eva had done this to before. However, something felt off. Why was Eva treating her special? She didn't want that kind of treatment.

Jane's mind jumped to

"You don't need to worry about my clit," Jane said between pants. "I-Instead... Can you spank me?"

Jane's face burned with heat, and she felt like she might die in embarrassment just by asking the question. However, she could think of nothing else. The dildo felt good enough on its own. Rather than more pleasure, she wanted something more.

"I see..." Eva smiled and her hand pulled away. "How could I forget? You prefer punishment over pleasure. Isn't that right?"

A smack echoed through the air, and stinging pain shot through Jane's butt. However, a strangely satisfying twinge rippled through her.

(This is it...) Jane thought to herself. Eva's hand slapped against her butt again, and Jane let out a mewl of satisfaction.

The sting in her skin felt right. Eva spanked her a third time, and Jane's eyes fluttered. She rocked her hips in time with the dildo, and Eva accentuated each thrust with a fresh spank.

A pleasant warmth built in Jane's chest. As she basked in the mix of pain and pleasure, she moaned. The tingling satisfaction in her sex grew with each stinging handprint added to her butt. Each spank felt more satisfying than the last, and the peaks of pleasure grew more intense each time.

"H-Harder..." Jane moaned, and her back arched, pushing her butt out towards Eva.

As Eva increased the strength of each slap, satisfaction rippled through Jane's hips. She cried out with the pain, but a giddiness came with it too. The pleasure rose to unbearable levels, and as the dildo stroked through her labia, Jane's thighs trembled.

"It seems I underestimated you, Jane." Eva gave another harsh slap on her butt, and it echoed through the forest. "You're more of a masochist than I thought."

The world spun as Jane struggled to stay upright. She could barely breathe through the tingling pleasure rippling through her hips. Her lower half melted into a haze of pleasure, and each spank amplified it even more.

"Oh god!" Jane cried out and her hips bucked. As Eva planted one last slap on her butt, the orgasm washed through her and she clenched around the dildo. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through her hips, and her legs trembled.

She could barely think as twitching, trembling shudders rippled through her body. She panted for breath, unable to keep up with the unexpected intensity of the orgasm. Without thinking, she fell down onto the picnic blanket and cradled her crotch. Aftershocks sent spikes of pleasure through her sex and her hips twitched every few seconds.

"That was your cutest orgasm yet, Jane." Eva lay down next to her and wrapped her in an embrace. "I wish I got a picture of it..."

"Mghhh..." Jane buried her face in Eva's chest. Her head spun in embarrassment from asking to be spanked, but another part of her couldn't help feeling satisfied. As a wave of exhaustion washed through her, she smiled and let her eyes fall closed.

|| -- Chapter 28 -- ||

"I'll see you at dinner," Eva said. They stood at the entrance to the dressing room, where Jane would get changed.

"Thank you, oh..." Before leaving, Eva kneeled down and kissed the back of Jane's hand.

"I'll be waiting." Eva turned and left, leaving Jane with a racing heart.

(What am I blushing for?) Jane thought to herself. (Eva's lips have gone to much more intimate places. There's no reason for me to get this worked up over a kiss on the hand...)

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, Jane entered the changing room.

Several chairs, mirrors, and wardrobes lined the walls. Jane had seen the interior before, but it still surprised her. The mansion had entire rooms dedicated for getting dressed. In this world, changing clothes was not a private affair.

Three maids waited in the room; Camilla, Dana, and Geena. On Jane's arrival, they smiled, and Jane got a bad feeling at the sight. They were the last ones she wanted in the room when she was changing.

"Well, well, well." Camilla stood up and smiled. "You gave us quite the show this morning."

"Oh, uhm..."

The three maids surrounded her, and Jane's blush deepened. Danna and Geena traced along her arms, while Camilla tugged on the front of Jane's dress.

"You really didn't wear any underwear today, hm?" Camilla rolled up the front of Jane's dress, staring at her bare sex. "That's quite naughty, you know?"

"It wasn't my idea- ahn!" Jane began defending herself, but Camilla pushed two fingers between her legs.

"Look at this..." Camilla ran her fingers through Jane's labia before pulling them out and showing them to Jane. "If you were wearing panties, I suppose you would only have made a mess of them."

Her fingers glistened with arousal, and the two maids giggled on either side of Jane.

"She already made a mess of her dress," Geena said.

"If you don't wear panties, you'll only stain your other clothes, you know?" Dana whispered in Jane's ear.

"I'm sorry..." Jane said, and her blushing cheeks grew a few degrees warmer. Just as she thought, finding herself alone with these three maids was bad news.

"Miss Eva asked us to prepare you a change of clothes. I can see why now," Camilla said with a smile. "Let's get you out of that dirty dress."

"I can change myself-" Jane began to protest, but Dana and Geena pulled the dress up her waist. With practiced hands, they rolled the sundress up and pulled it off over her head.

"Try to relax," Dana said and gave her a reassuring smile. "It'll go faster that way."

"We know what we're doing." Geena used a damp washcloth to wipe down Jane's armpits and between her legs. The sweat and messes from earlier in the day disappeared quickly under their efficient movements.

Jane could only nod, blushing. They applied a fresh layer of deodorant and cleaned her intimate places as she stood naked in the middle of the room.

Camilla returned with a stack of folded clothes. As Dana and Geena finished wiping her down, she began dressing Jane.

She pulled a pair of denim shorts up Jane's legs and buttoned the front around her waist. They were frayed at the end, like someone had crudely cut off the legs of a pair of jeans. They also were far shorter than any Jane had seen before. Even after putting them on, Jane felt the air waft against her butt as her cheeks peaked out at the bottom.

Up top, Camilla pulled a similarly frayed t-shirt over Jane's head. The bottom of the shirt was cut off, exposing her midriff and leaving large swaths of skin open to the air. To make matters worse, the front of the top was so loose, and it rose so high, Jane could feel the air against the underside of her breasts.

"These clothes seem kinda strange..." Jane turned towards a mirror and blushed. Despite wearing clothes, she had never felt so naked. Calling the outfit 'scandalous' would be a generous understatement. It left her legs and belly completely exposed.

"Really?" Camilla stepped up behind Jane and smiled. "Eva asked for these clothes specifically, you know? Are you saying Miss Eva has poor taste?"

"Eva chose these clothes?" The heat in Jane's cheeks flared brighter as she stared at herself. (Perhaps it's fine to wear them, then... If Eva likes them, who am I to say no?)

--

Jane stepped inside the dining room, still blushing. She held her arms in front of herself, obscuring her exposed belly, but the low-cut t-shirt left too much skin for her to hide fully. Despite her decision to wear the clothes, she couldn't get past her embarrassment.

Eva sat at the table, and as Jane entered, she smiled. "I'm glad you could make it, Jane."

"Thank you for having me." Jane shuffled over to the table and tried to take a seat, but Eva caught her hand.

"Why don't you sit in front of me today?" Eva motioned in front of herself, but Jane looked at her in confusion.

Eva sat at the head of the table. If Jane were to sit in front of her, she would need to sit on the opposite end, and that would put the full length of the table between them.

"If that's what you would like, then..." Jane turned away, but Eva's hand maintained a firm grip on her wrist.

"It seems you misunderstood me, sweetie." Eva motioned in front of herself and patted the top of the table. "I want you to sit in front of me."

"In front of you..." Jane's brow furrowed as she tried to parse the request. "You mean, sit on the table?"

Eva nodded, and Jane's pulse quickened.

"But, I... That would- Uhm..." Jane tried to think of some excuse to avoid it. There was no way she could sit on the table. She didn't have good manners, but she had enough sense to know sitting on the table was wrong. However, Eva's eyes just twinkled in amusement.

"Sit on the table, Jane."

Her tone left no room to protest, and Jane felt a twinge between her legs. The intensity of Eva's gaze held her in place, and any thought of running away melted in a mixture of curious anticipation.

"Very well..." Jane pushed herself up and onto the table. She put one foot on either side of Eva, spreading her legs in front of her.

She was wearing shorts, but Jane still felt embarrassed by the position. The cut off denim left her entire legs bare, and she became more aware of how her t-shirt exposed her midriff. She was sure Eva could see the underside of her breasts from her position.

"I'm glad you wore these clothes, Jane." Eva smiled and grasped Jane's calf. She massaged Jane's leg with a smile. "It makes me thrilled to see you in them."

Jane's breathing grew heavy, and her eyes fluttered. Eva was merely rubbing her lower leg, but that was enough to send her lotioned skin buzzing. Every shift of Eva's fingers over her calf brought tingles of satisfaction racing up between Jane's legs.

"Are these..." Jane took a heavy breath, trying to focus. "Are these the kind of clothes you like?"

"No, dear." Eva laughed and squeezed Jane's leg to emphasize her words. "I hate them, actually."

"Huh? Then why-? Ahnm!" Jane's back arched as Eva's fingers advanced to her thigh. She stroked along the soft inner side of her legs and sent Jane's head spinning.

"These clothes are distasteful." Eva whispered and kissed the top of Jane's leg. "I find this much skin too slutty for my liking."

"Ahnmgh..." Despite the remarks about her outfit, Jane let out a moan, and her eyes fluttered. "I didn't choose these clothes..."

"Yet you wore them anyway." Eva reached one hand forward and cupped the underside of Jane's breast. Without a bra to get in the way, her fingers traced over Jane's bare skin and easily found a nipple. "Did you think you could get into my good graces by flaunting your body around?"

"Ahngh..." Eva's fingers pinched her nipple, and Jane's back arched. Her breath hitched as the sharp pain mixed with pleasure. "I didn't think anything like that..."

"Liar." Eva traced circles over Jane's right nipple as she spoke. "I bet you were fantasizing about what I would do to you when you got here."

"I..." Jane's breath hitched, and she took several heavy breaths, chest rising and falling. Her thoughts grew hazy as Eva's fingers spun over her sensitive nipples.

"You can't even deny it, hm?" Eva pushed the front of Jane's shirt up, exposing her bare breasts. "You're too easy to read, Jane."

"I'm sorry..." Jane gave another moan. As the air wafted over the mounds of her chest, warmth swelled between her legs.

"What do you think the other maids thought, hm? When they saw you walking to dinner wearing such slutty clothes, there was only one conclusion to draw."

Eva leaned forward and sucked on Jane's nipple. With her other hand, she pinched and worked Jane's free breast, sending waves of pleasure rippling through her chest.

"I'm sorry..." Jane said, but she pushed her chest forward, basking under Eva's tongue. Humiliation and shame swirled through her head, but it only accentuated the pleasure.

"Sorry for what, Jane?" Eva switched and used both hands to grope Jane's breasts. "You ought to speak clearly when you apologize."

"I'm sorry for wearing this outfit in front of the maids." Jane took a heavy breath, and her heart skipped a beat with every squeeze on her breasts. "I'm sorry for getting turned on by it..."

Eva smiled and she lowered her hands down to Jane's legs again. She stroked Jane's thighs while staring up at her in amusement.

"To tell the truth, these bitchy clothes really piss me off..." Eva slipped two fingers under the hem of the denim shorts, and she played with the waistband as she spoke. "The only reason I had you wear this outfit is because it makes me want to punish you."

Jane's heart pounded in her chest, and she gazed down at Eva with wide eyes. (I want to be punished by you too...)

"This trashy outfit is not fit for the heir to our estate..." Eva unbuttoned the front of Jane's shorts, and she lowered the zipper slowly.

With no panties, Jane swallowed as fresh air wafted over her crotch. Only the smallest margins of her shorts remained to protect her sex. If she moved wrong, the shorts were sure to slip and expose her bare privates.

"I'm sorry..." Jane said again and swallowed dryly.

"Even if you are only a figurehead, you should have never agreed to debase yourself like this," Eva said, and her smile widened. "The only one who should see this side of you is me, Jane."

Eva peeled off Jane's shorts in one smooth motion, and she buried her face between Jane's legs.

Feet raised in the air, shorts caught around her knees, Jane cried out. Eva's tongue licked between her labia and sent her head spinning. It took no time for Eva to find her opening, and as her soft tongue pushed inside her, Jane's back arched off the table.

(Oh god!) Jane let out a full-bodied moan and grabbed the back of Eva's head.

Eva was only licking at her opening. She left Jane's clit completely unattended, but that was enough to send sparks of pleasure racing through Jane's sex.

Her hips melted away in a haze of warmth, and her mind sharpened on each movement of Eva's tongue. With her clit throbbing in anticipation, Jane could barely think. The built up arousal burned through her body and erased all thought.

As she lay on the table, she couldn't help but think back to the fantasy she had several nights prior. She had masturbated while imagining herself in a similar position, but reality felt far better than she ever thought it would.

Her heightened senses amplified every subtle movement of Eva's tongue. When it rose higher, licking at her clit, that same pleasure rose tenfold and tore screaming moans from Jane's lips.

Sweat dripped from her body, and she squeezed Eva's head tight between her thighs. Her hands grasped at Eva's hair, pulling Eva as close as she could.

The orgasm hit Jane, and her hips bucked off the table. She formed a reverse bridge, and every muscle in her body tensed up as the waves of pleasure crashed through her hips. She came hard under Eva's tongue, and the entire world seemed to slow as the peak of pleasure shot through her sex.

"Ah... hah...." Jane panted and fell back to the table. Her hips spasmed with each aftershock of the orgasm.

"Mmm..." Eva smiled and looked up at her. "That'll make a good appetizer, I suppose."

They had sex twice more after that. Jane got to service Eva, then the other way around for good measure. By the time dinner rolled around, it was long since dark out.

|| -- Chapter 29 -- ||

Jane walked through the halls with bare feet, following Eva. She wore a robe, since her clothes weren't very presentable after their pre-dinner activities.

"My apologies, but we won't be able to share a bed tonight," Eva said as she walked. "I have to wake up early tomorrow, since I only managed to get three days of vacation."

"That sounds tough..." Jane nodded. As Eva came to a stop, she slowed down as well. "Is this goodbye for tonight?"

"If you'd like, I could take you back to my room and we could have some more bonding time. However, you'd have to return to your own bed at the end."

Jane yawned and shook her head. "I'm already pretty tired."

After experiencing several orgasms, and then eating, Jane felt like she could fall asleep where she stood. If anything, the news came as a relief. The sooner she could get into bed, the happier she would be.

"Very well." Eva nodded and snapped her fingers. "Maria, would you see Jane to her chambers?"

"Of course." The brown-haired maid stepped out of an adjacent hallway and bowed. "Jane, you may follow me."

Jane said one last goodbye, then headed off down the hall after Maria.

--

In the end, she brushed her teeth, climbed into bed, and fell asleep with nothing eventful happening. Jane slept soundly that night, wrapped up in a luxurious robe and tucked beneath soft covers. However, she had no way of knowing the tribulations that would await her when she awoke.

|| -- Chapter 30 -- ||

"Awake."

Jane's eyes snapped open at the word, and she blinked in confusion. She had been sleeping soundly moments before, but now her heart was racing. "What's going on?"

"My apologies for waking you at this late hour." Serina stood over Jane's bed, moonlight casting half her face in shadow. "Your presence is required elsewhere. Please follow me."

"Uhm..." Jane blinked groggily. "Can this wait until tomorrow?"

The sky was still dark, and it felt like it couldn't have been more than a few hours past midnight. Jane was no stranger to getting up early, but this felt far too much.

"It has waited long enough," Serina said and pulled back the covers. "Get out of bed, Jane."

She shivered, but nodded. Under the maid's fixed gaze, Jane stepped down onto the hardwood floor. "Can I get dressed at least?"

"That won't be necessary." Serina turned towards the door. "Please follow me, Jane."

"Okay..." Jane tightened her robe around herself and followed Serina out of the room. The chilly night air around her legs wasn't pleasant, but Serina left no room for complaint.

They headed down the halls in a path Jane didn't recognize. She thought she was learning the way around the mansion, but Serina was taking her in the opposite direction from the places she knew.

After only a few minutes of walking, they entered a long hallway with enormous windows. The full moon shone bright in the sky, and Jane blinked in surprise. The corridors were usually so dark, but plenty of moonlight filtered into the windows here.

"Jane..."

As her eyes adjusted, Jane noticed a figure between her and Serina. Maria stood in the hallway, clasping her hands in front of her chest.

Serina waited on the other side of the hallway, with her back facing away. Jane glanced between the two of them before deciding to address Maria, who had called out to her.

"What is it?" Jane asked and tilted her head.

"I'm sorry..." Maria furrowed her brow and gave a small smile. "Good luck."

Before Jane could ask what she meant, Maria hurried past her. She left down the path from where they came, leaving Jane alone with Serina once more.

"What was that about, I wonder?"

"Come along now, Jane. We don't have all night." Serina continued down the hall, and Jane hurried to catch up.

"My apologies."

"You have nothing to be sorry for..." Serina said. At least, that's what Jane thought she heard. The words were so quiet, she could barely make them out.

--

Jane entered a circular room with countless bookshelves lining the walls. The sight startled her, and she could hardly believe her eyes. (Just how many libraries does this mansion have? This has to be the third or fourth, right?)

Serina stepped inside after her and locked the door behind them. "Go ahead and take off your robe, then lay down on the table."

Jane glanced back at the maid, then at the table in the center of the room. Unlike most libraries, this one didn't have any furniture except for the table; not even a chair to speak of. Most of the circular space was an empty floor, and it made Jane realize the bookshelves must have curved with the walls.

(How strange... I wonder if they had to have the bookshelves custom built?) Since the bookshelves formed a circle with the walls, each one must have curved slightly.

"Are you listening? Take off the robe and lay down on the table, Jane." Serina said and came up behind Jane as she gawked.

"I was hoping I misheard you..." Jane furrowed her brow, but undid the sash around her middle. She let the robe off her shoulders and revealed her naked form to the air. "What is this about, anyway? Did Eva ask you to do this?"

Serina sighed and shook her head. "I will take your robe."

Jane handed over her clothes and focused on the second part of Serina's orders. She had to lie down on the table, but it was strange.

The table rose to waist height, and it branched out in five directions. Rather than a simple square or circle, it had offshoots from its sides that left it oddly misshapen for a table. However, as Jane climbed onto it, she understood why it was shaped like that.

Her legs could spread out on the offshoots, and her arms fit on the two extensions near her shoulders. After settling on it, the table left her spread in a star position, and Jane blushed.

"When will Eva be showing up..?" Jane asked tentatively. The cool air wafted over her sex, and she realized she had already grown wet. This must have been some new form of play from Eva, surely. However, Serina shook her head.

"Miss Eva will not be coming." Serina threaded a cord through holes in the table and tied Jane's wrist in place. With expert motions, she wove the rope through slots in the wood to secure her other limbs as well.

"She won't be coming..." As the words sunk in, Jane's eyes widened, and her brow furrowed. "Uhm... Why are you tying me down?"

Serina finished securing Jane's last ankle to the table before responding. "So that you can't escape, of course."

Jane swallowed dryly. Whatever this new game was, it felt far too real. She didn't think Eva was one to hide her involvement in things. If Eva was behind this, there was no way she wouldn't be here to tease her.

(That's right, Eva said she had to wake up early tomorrow... There's no way she would be up this late.)

A chill ran down Jane's spine as she recalled her last conversation with Eva. It was a regretful one, where she mentioned she had work the following day. At this late of night, there was no way she would be awake.

(But, if this wasn't a new game of Eva's, what is Serina doing?)

"How long do you need me to lay here?" Jane asked, and she tugged against the restraints nervously.

"I cannot say," Serina said, and she lit a candle. "It depends on what is on the other side."

She placed the candle down on the floor, then lit three more. They formed a square around Jane, and Serina drew a line between each of the candles. Around that, she drew a circle and added more shapes and scrawling letters.

Jane watched her work in silence. Serina's hands moved with uncanny grace, forming perfect arcs and lines across the floor. A plethora of questions churned in Jane's mind, but she dared not interrupt the maid.

The lines themselves were drawn with a strange powder. Serina dipped her brush into the smooth white flakes, but when her brush reached the floor, it seemed as if the powder had liquified. The lines appeared smooth; more like paint than chalk.

"When you say 'the other side', what do you mean?" Jane asked as Serina finished.

"I mean, it depends on what is on the other side of the door." Serina wiped the sweat from her brow and turned back towards Jane. With a thumb, she pointed towards the opposite side of the room, where a black door rested.

"Oh, I didn't notice that door..." Jane blinked in surprise. The door lay across from the entrance, yet she hadn't seen it when coming in.

"It's your duty to open it." Serina walked over to Jane, and she pulled a small box out of her uniform pocket. "I trust you are willing to perform your duties as heir, yes?"

"Of course..." Jane said, but her eyes focused on the wooden box.

It looked like something that might hold a wedding ring. However, as the box flipped open, it only contained a vial. Serina took it out, and the clear liquid moved sluggishly, appearing more like oil than water.

"I'm glad you will perform your duty, Jane." Serina said and pulled out a second brush. It was thinner than the one she used to draw on the floor with, and the smooth hairs on the end suggested it hadn't been used before.

"I'll do whatever you want... Just tell me what is going on." Jane's heart pounded in her chest. As she lay naked on the table, she couldn't help but feel nervous. "What are you going to do with that liquid?"

"I'll be painting you, Jane. You lack experience, so it's necessary to draw out your potential." Serina uncorked the vial and dipped the paintbrush inside. "Perhaps, if we grew up side by side, I could have taught you as I learned. However, our mothers took that option away."

Jane didn't understand, but she felt something ominous from the paintbrush. As Serina pulled it out, the tip glowed pink. The liquid was once perfectly clear, but now it shone a brilliant magenta.

"W-Wait... Where are you putting that- ahn!" Jane tensed up as the paintbrush reached her skin.

Serina stroked it down onto her breast, and the paint felt chilly against the midnight air. Goosebumps rose on Jane's chest and rippled up to her nipples. However, that wasn't the only effect it had.

Warmth seeped into Jane's chest. Beneath the pink paint, a strange tingling sensation ran through her skin, and her breasts grew flush. Like a fever suddenly gripped her body, warmth swelled in Jane and it all gathered beneath the paint stroke.

"What is this? It's hot... and itchy... Oh god, it's itchy!" Jane's back arched and she pushed her chest up into the air. The sensitivity of her skin rose sharply, and just the air against the paint sent her mind spinning.

"Interesting..." Serina pulled back her brush as Jane squirmed, then shook her head. "You need to stay still, Jane."

"It itches, though..." Jane's chest rose and fell as she squirmed on the table. The air wafting over the paint felt unbearable, and she wanted nothing more than to rub at it.

Without thinking, Jane tugged at the restraints, but the thick cord pinned her wrists to the table. She tried to wiggle out of them, but every shift of her body sent fresh eddies of air wafting over the paint mark on her skin, and her mind struggled to focus.

"Please... Rub it..." Jane breathed heavily and looked up at Serina through glassy eyes, but the maid shook her head.

"Stay still. I won't ask you again, Jane."

(!?)

Serina's voice crashed down on her like a bucket of cold water, and a chill ran down Jane's spine. She suddenly grew more aware of her position, and that she didn't want to make Serina angry--not when she was naked and tied to a table, at least.

"Good." Serina dipped the paintbrush again and drew more marks over Jane's breast. As the tip glided over her skin, Jane bit her lower lip.

Tingling warmth rippled through her body and coalesced beneath the paint. It felt like her sensitivity increased tenfold beneath the glowing lines. She was already sensitive from the lotion, but the paint amplified the effects even further.

Somehow, she managed to stay still, but only through great effort. As Serina's brush encircled her breast, the heat in Jane's body grew higher. The restless need returned between her legs, and she felt arousal dripping out of her sex.

Rather than fully coating her breasts in paint, each mark was separated slightly. It felt like each one was laid out deliberately in some kind of pattern that Jane couldn't parse. The only thing she understood was that the paint was making her chest more sensitive.

Serina feathered around the underside of her breast before continuing over the top. The strange markings formed a circle around the peaks of her chest, pointing towards her stiff nipples.

By the end, a sheen of sweat coated Jane's body and her breaths came in shallow pants. Her nipples throbbed in the air, and sharp tingles raced out of the sensitive nubs.

"You've done well, Jane." Serina pulled back the brush and gazed down at her. "You are tougher than you look."

"Is it finally over?" Jane stared up at her with glassy eyes. "Please, touch my chest... I don't care where. The air isn't enough..."

It felt like she would go crazy if she couldn't rub her chest. With flushed cheeks, she stared up at Serina with pleading eyes, but Serina shook her head.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, Jane." Serina dipped her paintbrush back in the vial. "You must wait a little longer."

After finishing with Jane's breasts, Serina turned her brush towards her belly. She stroked down beneath Jane's navel and added new curved lines over her skin.

Like last time, the paint brought a swell of tingling warmth. However, over her belly, the effects seemed to be amplified. The heat enveloped Jane's abdomen and soaked down into her womb.

She clenched her sex and tensed beneath the brush. As Serina continued painting, the tingling warmth spread between her legs, and Jane felt the strange sensitivity wash over her mons, enveloping her sex.

(Oh god, please. I can't take any more!) Jane's lower half tensed, and she let out a whining moan. The restless need coursed through her loins, and every waft of air over her slit sent Jane's mind spinning.

Just when Jane thought she might go crazy, Serina finished. She pulled back the brush to reveal a heart-shaped pattern on Jane's belly. Two 'wings' crested the heart, but the markings were so abstract, she couldn't tell what they meant.

"What is that- ahn!" The marks on her belly flashed, and a fresh wave of warmth swelled between Jane's legs. Her core clenched, and a trill of pleasure rippled through her sex.

(Why am I so horny!? This is even worse than usual...) Jane thought to herself. She could barely think through the fog of arousal. Every fiber of being focused on the urges swelling between her legs. (Oh god, if only these restraints weren't here.)

"You're amazing, Jane. This is more than I expected," Serina said, but she wasn't looking at Jane. Instead, her gaze was on the ground as she spoke.

Down below, the lines on the ground glowed, and they pulsed rhythmically. With every heavy thump of Jane's heart, the lines brightened further, and a strange wind whipped through the room.

"What is..." Jane breathed heavily, struggling to form a sentence. "What's going on?"

Serina didn't answer. Instead, she rubbed Jane's mons with her palm, and a wave of pleasure crashed through her hips.

"Ah- Ohmhhhfhdgdh..." Jane's back arched and she cried out, but Serina's eyes remained fixed on the ground. The lines flashed even brighter and lit up the room like the midday sun.

"You'll only have to bear a little more..." Serina said. "I'll try to make this quick."

(I don't understand what is happening!) Jane's mind could hardly keep up with the chain of events.

Her sex still tingled from the brief physical contact. Serina had only rubbed her mons once, but it was more than enough to send Jane teetering at the edge of orgasm. It felt as if the painted marks had done more than just increase her sensitivity. They had made her more receptive, and the slightest touch felt enough to send her hurtling towards climax.

As Jane struggled with her newfound sensitivity, Serina fastened two small vibrators to the peaks of her chest. The toys buzzed on either side of Jane's nipples and sent waves of stimulation deep into her breasts.

The toys were more than enough, and Jane felt herself tip over the edge. She had never even considered the possibility of an orgasm with just one's nipples, but Jane felt one crash through her body all the same.

Her hips bucked off the table, and her core clenched. Even tied up, she writhed on the table and squirmed as the climax washed through her hips. Twitching spasms raced through her legs, and she let out a crying moan.

"Bear with it..." Serina said, almost apologetically, and pushed the final vibrator in Jane's sex.

As it entered her, the vibrations pulsed against the walls of her passage, and Jane's moans rose in pitch. Just when the first orgasm seemed to slow, a second one rose past it. Climax after climax crashed through her body and the pleasure swelled higher each time. She could barely think as a pink fog of arousal drowned out all sensation except the pulsing vibrations between her legs and on her nipples.

Vaguely, Jane was aware that Serina stepped back from the table. A strong wind whipped through the room, and the maid's hair fluttered with it. She took one last look at Jane before turning towards the dark wood door.

Jane never saw Serina leave, but she heard the mysterious door open and shut. In the back of her mind, she realized she was alone. As the countless orgasms washed through her, there was no one to hear her crying moans.

She eventually passed out in exhaustion, but the purgatory of pleasure did not end there. The pink markings on her body continued to glow, and the fog of intense pleasure would follow Jane into her dreams.

|| -- Chapter 31 -- ||

Jane awoke in her bed. (Was that a dream..?)

Birds chirped outside her window, and the gentle morning sun shone in through her window. The peaceful scene was far from the crazy dream she had just experienced. It almost didn't feel real, but she couldn't shake the feeling that it had really happened.

Jane pushed off the covers and rolled out of bed. She wore her usual pajamas, and nothing seemed to be out of place, but just in case, she decided to check.

Tentatively, Jane unbuttoned the top of her pajamas and she spread the collar to reveal her chest. Just like in her 'dream', strange markings covered her skin. Dull pink patterns covered her breasts, and it was the same design she had seen Serina paint during the night.

(It wasn't a dream...) Jane's heart beat faster at the realization, and she pulled up the bottom of her shirt. The same dull pink markings also covered her belly. They were darker and weren't glowing, but they were in the same heart-shaped pattern as she remembered.

"How did I get back to bed, though?" Jane remembered experiencing countless orgasms, but her memories grew fuzzy after that. She tried to think back to the last moment she could remember, but her cheeks grew hot with embarrassment.

Reflexively, Jane covered her chest and crotch. Thankfully, the intense sensitivity seemed to have lessened, but the memories still left her mind spinning. She could almost feel the vibrators buzzing at her nipples and sex like they had the previous night.

As Jane got lost in the memories, a knock came at the door.

"Who is it?" Jane called out, thankful for the distraction.

"Maria." The brown-haired maid opened the door and bowed. "My apologies for not waking you earlier, but you have an appointment to attend."

"An appointment..?" Jane didn't remember Eva mentioning anything like that, but the sun was already pretty high. Perhaps she had meant to explain during breakfast, and now it was too late. "Do I have time to change? What about a shower?"

"You have time to change, please relax." Maria smiled. "I also made sure Serina washed your body before putting you back in bed. You shouldn't need a shower."

"So that really wasn't a dream..." Jane said to herself. Half of her still didn't believe it, but she didn't have time to worry about such things.

She began rummaging through her suitcase and pulled out some fresh clothes for the day. Keeping her back to the door, she put on a new shirt and pulled on a fresh pair of jeans. For the first time in her stay, she could dress in her room, so she pulled on her usual baggy clothes. They were comfortable, at least.

"You look great," Maria said as Jane finished dressing. "Shall we go?"

"Yes, please lead the way."

--

Maria led Jane to the mansion foyer. Eva stood in wait for her, and she smiled as Jane approached.

"I'm glad you could make it, sleepyhead." Eva kneeled and kissed Jane's hand, the same as she did every morning.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting." Jane nodded and smiled. Perhaps because of the rush, or perhaps because she was getting used to it, she didn't feel the same flustered panic she usually felt at Eva's display.

"You are right on time. I believe Serina is showing Mister Hayes up now," Eva said and she turned towards the entrance of the mansion.

Right on queue, Serina opened the door and led the old lawyer inside. The intensity from the previous night was completely absent, and she wore the same cold mask she usually did.

"Welcome, I hope your journey was pleasant," Eva said and stepped forward, greeting Hayes.

"The trolley ride was pleasant, as always." Hayes said and nodded. "It is good to see you Eva, Maria. Jane, I hope you stayed out of trouble."

"Of course I did," Jane smiled and shook her head. It felt like she hadn't seen him in years, and the familiar face seemed to wash away her worries. All the stress built up over the past week disappeared at the sight of him.

In the end, she didn't know why he was insinuating she was the one to get up to trouble. Between mischievous maids, Serina's strange actions the night before, and Eva's constant teasing, it felt like she was the only normal one in the mansion.

Eva glanced between Jane and Hayes before nodding. "Why don't we finish our business quickly, then you two can have more time to catch up?"

"I have all the paperwork ready," Hayes said and pulled out several sheets of paper from his briefcase. "All we need are the signatures."

He laid them out on a table at the side of the foyer. Eva looked through them briefly before signing them, then she motioned for Jane to approach.

"We just need your signature now, Jane."

"Of course..." Jane glanced through the documents, but there wasn't much for her to sign. The only part was for her to acknowledge that she received notification of inheriting the estate. The rest of the documents were just legalese and signatures by Eva.

"Then that completes things." Hayes nodded and gathered up the documents. "The estate is now transferred from the late Rorie Primrose to her daughter, Jane Primrose."

Jane's ears perked up at the first name. If Hayes was to be believed, 'Rorie' was the name of her mother. She had never even known her, but Jane felt a strange kindredship with the name. Whoever she was, she had once been in the same position as her, suddenly thrust under an enormous weight of responsibilities.

Maria squeezed Jane's shoulder and stepped closer. "So it's finally over?"

"There is one last thing," Eva said and pulled out a fresh document. "This is a contract I signed with Jane a few days ago. I would like your signature as a witness, Hayes, and it'll need to be filed with the documents transferring ownership of the estate."

"I see..." Hayes took the documents and looked over them. "Did you sign these, Jane?"

"Yes, that is my signature." Jane nodded and glanced at the contract. It was the one Eva used to assign herself as the manager of the processing plant.

"Very well." Hayes gave his signature at the bottom and filed the new documents in his briefcase. "I believe that concludes our business, then."

Jane nodded. With complicated stuff done, she gave a sigh of relief. She was still groggy from waking up so late, and she didn't want to think about anything complicated again. However, Serina stepped forward and shook her head.

"No, there is one last thing." Serina pulled out another set of documents from behind her back. "I challenge Jane to a duel."

"Huh? A duel?" Jane's eyes widened and a shiver ran down her back.

"Correct. A duel to the death." Serina pulled a silver knife from her pocket and laid it on the table.

|| -- Chapter 32 -- ||

"If you are scared, you may forfeit," Serina said, and her eyes glinted sharply.

"I forfeit!" Jane took one look at the ornamental knife and immediately caved. She wanted nothing to do with something so dangerous, and definitely not when someone as scary as Serina was her opponent. However, Eva shook her head and stepped between the two of them.

"So this was your plan, Serina? I thought you would be a bit more crafty than this. I'm a little disappointed, to be honest." Eva took the silver knife from the table and turned towards Serina. "As the guardian of the estate, I'll be taking Jane's place in the duel."

"As expected, mother. You overestimate yourself." Serina walked out into the center of the foyer and pulled a second knife from her uniform. It was identical to the first ornamental knife, and Jane's eyes widened at the sight.

(Where is she keeping all these knives!? Wait, no. Did she say mother?!) Jane glanced between Eva and Serina and blinked in confusion. Now that she thought about it, they looked awfully similar. They both had raven black hair and unnaturally graceful features.

"So they're mother and daughter... How did I never notice..."

"I'm surprised you spent seven days here and didn't realize," Hayes said. "They are practically twins..."

Maria gave Jane's shoulder a squeeze. "She doesn't notice a lot of things..."

As a group of three, they stood at the side of the foyer while the more serious events played out before them.

"Serina, it is our duty to serve, not to govern." Eva walked into the middle, standing across from Serina. "If you abandon your duties, I won't hesitate to put you in your place..."

"That is rich coming from you, mother. All you've sought is to preserve your power here. Besides, there is no one left to serve. If you truly saw Jane as a fitting heir, you never would have sent her away from the estate."

"I'm supporting this estate the only way I know how. Without my actions, we would have fallen to ruins."

"The traditions have already been lost. The estate has already fallen." Serina raised her hand up, and a magic circle appeared in her palm. "I will be the one to raise it from the ashes."

"You..." Eva froze at the sight of the magic. "You've overstepped, Serina."

"I took that which was left abandoned." Serina clenched her fist and the spell shattered into particles of light. "This knowledge was rotting in books before I came along."

"It is not our place," Eva said and shook her head. "We protect the estate, not steal its secrets."

"That is rich coming from you. Your processing plant has perverted the brewing process handed down through generations. You stole the recipe and used it for your own sake."

"The estate must continue. Without the proceeds from the processing plant, we wouldn't be able to afford to keep the lights on. I have only acted for the greater good."

"I act for the greater good as well, mother." Serina's fist trembled and a flicker of annoyance reached her eyes. "I won't let this magic be lost to time."

Serina opened her fist, and a spear of ice appeared in her hand. She hurled it at Eva, and the long icicle pierced into the wood floorboards at Eva's feet.

"It seems you've given up diplomacy." Eva flipped the ornamental knife in a reverse grip and lowered herself in a defensive stance. "I suppose some physical discipline is needed, oh daughter of mine..."

Serina threw another spear of ice at Eva, but this one was aimed at her chest. However, right before hitting her, Eva disappeared and reappeared behind Serina.

"Don't get cocky!" Eva thrust the pummel of the dagger at Serina's back, and it connected with a dull thump.

"Ooph-" Serina rolled away on the floor before catching herself and rising back to her feet. A small bead of sweat formed on her brow, and her breath came in short pants. "So there were still techniques you did not teach me..."

"This is stuff I taught myself, Serina. Why should I have to teach you?" Eva disappeared again and reappeared at Serina's side. This time, she threw a kick at her ribs. "Perhaps if you didn't stick your nose in so many books, you would have learned it yourself!"

The kick launched Serina across the room, and she tumbled over the floor. However, instead of catching herself, she seemed to do a somersault and her body vaulted into the air.

"Your blows are weak, mother!" Serina came to a stop mid-air, and she floated in place. Another magic circle hovered in her palm, and despite a scratch on her cheek, her eyes glinted with determination.

As she floated in the air, ten magic circles appeared behind Serina. They glowed a pale blue, and icicle-like spears shot out of them, hurtling towards Eva's position.

"Foolish girl." Eva deflected the spears of ice with the knife, and they skittered across the floor uselessly. "If I killed you, I wouldn't be a very good mother, would I?"

"I never asked for a mother like you!" Serina's face contorted, and her mask finally broke. Rage burned in her eyes and she shot a continuous stream of spears down at Eva. "Why couldn't you be more like Maria? If you cared for me as much as she does, I wouldn't have to do this!"

"It seems I failed to teach you common sense." Eva sprinted across the ground, leaving a hail of wayward spears in her wake. Each lance-like icicle met true, nearly piercing her, but her arm swung in blinding speed, deflecting each one. "Do you think I had time to coddle you when the estate was crumbling around us?"

"Then how about half as much! How about a tenth, no, a hundredth of what the consort to your former mistress does!"

An unnatural wind whipped around the foyer. As the spell circles continued to grow behind Serina and more spears shot out at blinding speed, and the turmoil caused the air itself to stir.

"Do you think I care for you that little, Serina?" Eva's grip on the knife tightened, and she shot forward, leaving a trail of spears in her wake. "You're going too far, oh daughter of mine!"

(What the heck is happening?!) Jane squinted through the wind unable to process the events. Eva's form turned into a blur as she shot around the room, and Jane's eyes failed to keep up.

"This seems a bit dangerous," Hayes said and glanced over at Jane and Maria. "Stay close to me. It seems Serina is losing herself to the magic."

"Got it!" Maria hugged Jane close and pulled her closer to the lawyer, but Jane became even more confused.

"Why are you acting like this is normal!? Did you say magic? How come it seems like I'm the only one out of the loop?"

Instead of responding, Hayes pulled out his pocket watch. He flipped it open and wound up a dial on the side. His brow furrowed before he nodded to himself and clicked the button on the top of the watch.

"That should do it." As Hayes clicked the button, a yellow dome-like capsule appeared around the three of them. The walls shone a translucent gold, like they were made of light itself.

"What the heck is that..." Jane reached out to touch it, but Maria grabbed her hand.

"Don't touch it, sweetie." She pulled Jane's hand back in close. "Stay within the dome."

"We'll be safe within here," Hayes said and nodded.

(Since when does he have a magic watch?! Was it always like that? Why did he never tell me!?) Jane only became more confused with each passing moment, but the events transpiring did not wait for her understanding.

As she stood within the golden dome, a spear of ice shot by and grazed the edge of where they stood. The spear let out a sickening 'shing' as it was deflected, and it went flying in the opposite direction.

"Serina is losing control..." Maria said, and she squeezed Jane even tighter. "There's no way she would have aimed that close to us on purpose."

Outside their small dome, the wind whipped faster with each passing moment. The spears of ice shot out in random directions, piercing the walls and ceiling of the mansion foyer.

Eva dodged each one, somehow. Her form became a blur as she jumped and ran through the barrage of attacks. She kicked off the walls, ceiling, and floor alike, as if ignoring gravity.

Jane watched the display with wide eyes and shook her head. "Shouldn't we stop them? This seems kinda dangerous."

"I don't think our words would reach them. It's too late.." Maria said, and her face twisted in worry. "Serina, please come back to your senses..."

Jane glanced between Maria, then back at the scene. Serina floated in the air, arms spread wide as hundreds of magic circles glowed around her. She remained unmoving, completely still as the hundreds of spears arced through the room.

The sight was terrifying, and Jane felt so helpless. What could she possibly do against such an overwhelming display? However, the longer Jane stared, she realized something.

The spears of ice coming their way never hit the dome dead on. Each one glanced off the side of the walls. While they came too close for comfort, and they screeched terrifyingly with each one that ricocheted away, but their trajectory was slightly off. They wouldn't have hit them even if the dome wasn't there.

(They're wrong... Serina hasn't lost control. She is still avoiding hitting us.)

Serina was scary, and the events of the previous night solidified that image of her in Jane's mind. However, Jane couldn't shake the feeling that there was more. Just like Eva, she was sure to be good at heart. Jane had to believe it.

"Hayes... Can you lower this wall?"

"Why..?" He glanced at Jane with a disapproving look. "I don't know what you are thinking, but I would give up on it. If anything goes wrong, it's over."

"I don't know what's happening, but Serina isn't too far gone. If we can just speak to her..." Jane hesitated, then shook her head. "I'm sure she would listen to reason. She just wants to become the owner of the estate, right? Then I'll do it. I'll transfer my rights to her."

"She doesn't care as much about the estate as she says..." Maria shook her head and glanced back up at Serina's form in the air. "She's simply curious. She wants to learn the magic and secrets of the estate. Ever since she was a child, that curiosity got her into trouble. Now, it seems to have turned into an obsession."

"Then let's promise her all the secrets in the estate. Eva could compromise that much, right?"

Maria shook her head again. "I don't think Serina would settle for that anymore. Ever since your return, she's grown more impatient with things. She believes the only way for the estate to survive is for her to take power."

(I don't get this at all...) "Does she want to be the owner of the estate or not..?"

"I think it's more of a pride thing," Maria said. "She compares herself to you, and I think deep down, she had some expectations about what would happen on your return. However, she grew pretty disappointed after speaking with you."

(So it's my fault after all...) Jane thought. (I can't exactly blame her, anyone would get worried about the estate after meeting me. I bet she took one look and thought everything's gonna crumble under my fingers.)

Maria shook her head. "You're perfectly fine the way you are, Jane."

She hugged Jane, and Jane blushed under the sudden embrace. She wished it were true, but she knew it was her fault. If only she was stronger, like Eva and Serina were. They were so tough and smart, but she was just a disappointment.

Hayes glanced at his pocket watch, then back at Jane. "If you understand, I would give up on trying to resolve this. Eva won't go so far as to kill Serina, we should let her handle things."

Maria nodded. "It's really best not to get involved in this stuff."

"No, it's my fault they are fighting. I can't run away from this." Jane shook her head and took a deep breath. She had been running away all her life, she couldn't keep waiting for things to improve on their own. Nothing ever got better when she waited on the sidelines.

"What are you- Wait!"

Jane stepped forward and pushed through the golden barrier. Outside, the wind whipped her hair against her face, and icicle lances shot every which way. The constant barrage of attacks was terrifying, but Jane knew they wouldn't aim towards the golden barrier. As long as she stayed put, she shouldn't get hit.

"Serina!" Jane raised her voice and shouted out across the room.

"What are you doing? Get back inside the barrier!" Eva passed by Jane in a blur and shouted at her, but Jane shook her head.

"Serina! I don't really get it, but there's no reason to fight!" Jane raised her hands to her mouth and shouted, but the wind grew more intense, drowning her out. "You can do it! Whatever you want; I give you permission!"

An icicle whizzed past Jane's cheek, closer than any of the others.

"Watch out! What are you doing!?" Eva grabbed her and Jane found herself flying.

As Eva bounced and ran around the room, she held Jane in her arms. Running on walls, bouncing off the ceiling; Jane suddenly experienced all the acrobatics Eva was performing to dodge the spears, and her stomach lurched, but she didn't back down.

"I'm sure, if we can just reason with her... There's no reason for you two to fight!" Jane grabbed onto Eva's shoulders as they moved. Even as she talked big, her hands trembled at the speed they were moving. Eva was far stronger than she expected.

"That's not possible... Serina is too far gone. The magic has taken her." Eva shook her head and tightened her arms around Jane. "Give up this foolishness and return to safety."

"No, she's not. I don't believe it!"

Eva gave her a look and scowled. "If only you were as meek as you were in my bedroom. This is a terrible time to get hardheaded, Jane."

"I..." Jane shook her head and pressed on. "I find Serina scary, but I refuse to believe she would kill any of us. She's your daughter, isn't she?"

"I don't know what she is anymore." Eva's eyes hardened. "This much magical power isn't normal. I believe she contracted with a demon. It's likely she no longer possesses her normal faculties or sense of reason."

"Demon? I really don't understand this, but look! She is avoiding sending those spears towards Maria and Hayes. And even when I shouted at her, she didn't kill me. There's no way she's fully gone!"

Eva's brow furrowed, but she nodded. "She may not be fully gone, but our words are unlikely to work. Just let me take her down naturally."

"We should at least try! You shouldn't be talking about using physical violence on your daughter so easily." Jane furrowed her brow, this was all too crazy.

"Very well, feel free to keep shouting, but I'll be looking for an opening."

"Good, so you can see reason- bwuh?!" Eva's speed increased, and Jane let out an unladly-like noise. "You aren't going to set me down?"

"It is easier to keep you safe when you are next to me." Eva said, bouncing from wall to wall. She ran back and forth across the room while the hail of spears continued to follow her. "You better speak fast, or I'll find an opening before you do."

Jane grit her teeth and glanced back up at Serina. "Fine... Serina! Hey Serina!"

The wind sped up again, and the number of spears increased.

"It seems she doesn't like you," Eva remarked.

"Let's not fight, Serina!" Jane grit her teeth and continued pleading through the fear. "You just want to learn the estate's secrets, right? You can learn as much as you'd like! I give you permission to read from all this mansion's stupid libraries."

Despite Jane's words, no change occurred in Serina's attacks. She continued to float silently in the air as she launched dozens of ice spears. It was almost creepy, actually. She faced the ceiling, arms outstretched in a cross. Despite not looking around, the spears moved with deadly accuracy.

"Serina... I don't know what you are looking for, or what you want, but we can surely get it without this fighting. Your magic is amazing. I've never seen anything like it."

Again, no change occurred in Serina's attacks, but Jane felt like she wasn't making her more angry, so she continued.

"If I grew up alongside you, I wish I could have learned with you," Jane shouted. "These are the kinds of things a true owner of the estate would need to be able to do, right? Yet you learned it all on your own... That's amazing!"

Ever so slightly, Jane thought the speed of the spears had decreased. However, it was subtle, and it could have just been her imagination.

"We have all the time in the world now, don't we? Last night, you said you could have taught me... Well, I want to learn! Won't you teach me how to do these things too? This is all incredible!"

Again, the wind seemed to lower ever so slightly.

"Maria said you were worried about the estate not surviving, but that can't be right. Between Eva's strength, and your smarts, there has to be a way! We can do anything if we work together."

This time, the attacks remained the same, and Jane furrowed her brow in disappointment. (I really thought that one would work.)

"It seems you aren't as persuasive as you thought... Would you please return to safety now?" Eva asked. They were still bouncing around the room, and Jane felt almost sick, but she shook her head.

"You have to say something too! Apologize to her. You shouldn't have been so ready to fight her. If we just talked a little, I'm sure it would have worked out."

Eva rolled her eyes, but nodded. "Very well. Serina! I'm sorry you thought this was the only way to get things done!"

"That's a terrible apology!" Jane almost wanted to laugh at such a silly way to go about things.

Eva looked sheepish, but nodded. "I don't agree with you stealing the estate's secrets for yourself, but... We don't have to fight. Let's talk this out!"

"I am technically the boss here!" Jane shouted. "I won't let Eva boss you around all the time. You have my word."

"I'm sorry for not being there for you more, Serina..." Eva came to a stop, and she began deflecting the spears of ice with the knife while holding down her spot. "If I had been a better mother..."

As Eva spoke, the hail of spears seemed to hesitate. The continuous stream hitched slightly.

"I should have been there for you more... I was selfish, prioritizing my work over my responsibilities to raise you."

This time, the spears slowed significantly, and Eva's arm slashed easily to knock them away.

"If this is the path you want to walk, I won't stop you, Serina."

At last, the hail of spears stopped, and the air went dead silent. It happened so quickly, Jane blinked in surprise. In an instant, it felt like everything in the room had stopped, and she held her breath.

"Serina..." Eva set Jane down on the floor and stepped forward. "Let's not fight."

Suddenly, Serina fell from the air. Her body went limp, and she tumbled towards the ground. Right before she hit the ground, Eva jumped forward and caught her.

"I'm sorry..." A shuddering sob escaped Serina's lips, and she leaned into Eva's embrace. "I don't want to fight you. I can't do it."

(What the...)

Serina, who had been a force of nature only moments before, began crying. Tears streamed down her face, and she embraced Eva back.

"I thought she hated Eva..." Jane said to herself.

"Emotions are difficult," Maria said and stepped up behind Jane. "In truth, she only dislikes Eva because her feelings towards her are so strong."

Serina cried on Eva's shoulder for a few minutes, and Jane stared on in silence. (I'm glad their fight ended peacefully, but I wonder what it would be like... to have a mother to be angry at.)

"You did well, Jane." Maria reached over and rubbed Jane's shoulder. "Thank you."

With spears of ice turning the walls and floor into a porcupine. The scene must have been awfully strange to some. However, it marked the beginning of Jane's new life. Her descent into depravity was complete, but she stood at the edge of a new world. A world of witchcraft, magic, and secret bloodlines.

|| -- Epilogue -- ||

-- One Month Later --

Jane sat on a stool, with the afternoon sun streaming in through the window. She held her hands in front of her and stared at them fixedly.

A drop of sweat beaded on her brow, and her hands shook slightly. "This is tougher than it looks."

"Keep at it, you'll get it eventually... Probably." Serina sat on a nearby stool, reading a book. She turned the page, eyes scanning quickly over the words.

They were in a 'workshop' as Serina called it. A cool stone floor kept the room chilly, and countless jars of ingredients on the walls made it all feel very mysterious, but Jane had grown used to the sight now.

She had been attending Serina's lessons for an entire month now, and she was improving. If she concentrated, she thought she might feel the 'energy' Serina spoke of as it circulated through her body, but she had yet to learn how to control it.

"Oh, I think I feel something!" Jane stiffened up, and smiled. As she gazed down at her hands, her eyes sparkled with excitement.

"I doubt it." Serina said and turned to another page of her grimoire. "Learning to use your mana is much more difficult the older you get. Even when I was twelve, it took me six months of training day and night to see any results."

"No... It's working... I can feel it." Jane furrowed her brow, a small glint of light shone between her hands. The more she concentrated, the larger it grew until it was even visible to the naked eye. "I did it! It's working!"

Serina looked up from her book, and her eyes widened in surprise. "This has to be a joke..."

A small shard of ice floated between Jane's hands. It was only the size of a thumb, and the surface was cloudy, but it was definitely ice.

"It's floating! Oh my gosh, it's floating. That's so cool!" Jane showed it off excitedly, but Serina furrowed her brow.

"So this is the potential of someone with even half-blood..." Serina whispered to herself, and she scowled at Jane. "I will need to work hard so that she doesn't catch up."

Perhaps not in a year, or even ten, but if Jane studied, she would doubtlessly become a great witch. However, Serina could hardly accept it. For someone like her, without a magical bone in her body, she had to work a hundred times harder to receive the same results.

Jane was the half-child between the previous witch of the estate and Maria. For someone born from a maid, she should have only had half the potential of any other witch, yet there was still this large of a gap between them. Serina couldn't help getting a little frustrated.

"Good for you. You've reached the starting line, but don't get cocky." Serina pulled out a thick grimoire and laid it down on the table. "Your true studies start here."

"Uhm, actually..." Jane blushed and fidgeted on the chair. "Something's weird. I suddenly feel a bit more sensitive."

Beneath Jane's blouse, pink glowing lines showed through her clothes. On her chest and belly, the painted marks glowed once more.

"Oh, those marks will help improve your output. However, their original effects lay intact." Serina glanced back at her book. "You'll need to bear with it while you practice magic."

"I..." Jane's blush grew hotter, and she rubbed her thighs together. "How am I supposed to concentrate like this?"

"Maybe study and learn to remove the crest on your own. That's what I had to do, after all. Good luck." Serina continued to read her book, without a care in the world.

She didn't mention that she had figured it out without such 'distracting' effects, of course. A small part of her enjoyed watching Jane squirm. Even if she grew annoyed during Jane's training, she looked forward to watching Jane struggle against her urges.

THE END.

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