Once Gretel had finished all the chores that she was supposed to do regarding the utensils in the kitchen it was fast approaching noon and she knew that she had to leave now if she had to clean up the china as soon as possible. She knew that she had to take those out from the cellar and wash them up as soon as possible and then dry them in the courtyard so that they could be used for the serving of the platter. Three whole pigs were being slow roasted and even if Gretel could not taste it, the smell was so good that her mouth was watering like a dog salivating looking at a piece of bone.
She rose up from her seat and stretched her limbs and dried her hands in the apron that she was wearing.
Before she could go and search for the Head Cook so that she could point her to the direction of the cellar in order to make her or rather help her do her work faster to give some time in the afternoon to get ready for the party a girl collided with her. It was one of the younger ones who she had marked this morning. As they both touched accidentally the sigil on her skin which was invisible to human eye and visible only to descendants of the lower realms of earth that is hell started throbbing madly and glowing dark maroon from the normal red colour it was and Gretel smiled. The girl could not understand what happened and suddenly yelped as sudden burst of unexpected pleasure coursed through her body.
“Are you all right? Did I hurt you in any way?’ asked Gretel, as she caught hold of her arm making her feel almost dizzy with heat and just nodded her head saying no.
“Alright lassie, if you are not feeling well then I think we should get you out of here immediately, it might be because of this heat that we are constantly facing. I shall take you out in the courtyard, might be you will feel better there. Is that alright with you?” asked Gretel, as she caught hold of her shoulders and the girl nodded weakly at her. She herself could not understand that it was lust that was making her so addled with heat and the condition was almost feverish.
While they were on their way out Gretel found that the cook was sewing up the chicken with all the spices inside it and then rubbing lemon on it and trying to find salt and pepper to rub it with. Gretel stopped right there because she remembered that her mother used to roast the chicken in the same way and Hansel and she used to love it that way. They used to dig in like with their bare hands and their father used to join them too and no screaming on their mother’s part would be able to stop them at all. Gretel’s eyes started watering as she recalled the scenes with their mother in the small cottage they lived outside the village.
While the girl in her arms was moaning without understanding the repercussions and Gretel was brought back to reality at that point. She needed to take the matters in hand within control.
“Ma’am, this lass is not feeling well, she might get sick now. Can I take her out to the courtyard in the air?” asked Gretel, as the cook looked up at her and then looked at the girl who had gone positively feverish by then. But that was only because Gretel was holding her and since none of them knew that the head cook did not object at all to the request and said that she could take her outside and then get back to the china and see that it is cleaned up.
Gretel smiled like any good scullery maid was expected to and nodded and then went out with her newest pet, who was minutes away from becoming her slave fully.
“Of course I am gonna get back to the china but not before I take some snack for the noon,” muttered Gretel as she quietly passed the bustling corridors and was on her way to take her to her room which was assigned to last night.
But as always she was stopped right in her tracks. And this time it was the baritone voice of the Prince she was lusting after so madly since the last two days.
“Miss Rosa Maria, please wait. Can I have a word with you?” came out his voice from back and Gretel had no other option rather than stopping her and then curtseying him when he came near her.
“Well it is not necessary to do that every time you see me Miss,” said the Prince with a smile playing on his lips as Gretel’s eyes quickly darted at his face and then she looked down immediately. She kept her hold on the maid because if she let her go then the effect of the magic and the sigil would diminish and it would immediately feel better.
“On the contrary, since you are a Prince I am obliged to do that regardless of what you would say to me. And I know that even though you do not like me to curtsy if I stop doing that it might be a problem to others who do that. But my Lord, this lass is feeling sick and I am taking her to my chambers so that she can rest and I have to clean the china of the entire household and castle within a couple of hours so that the feast can be served at the time of festivities. If you do not mind can we continue this at a later time? I shall myself come and listen to what you have to say to me,” said Gretel hoping that the Prince would really see reason and would leave her to have her way with the maid.
“That is not a problem at all. I shall call my attendant and valet and ask them to take care of her and take her to the dispensary and ask the healer to check on her if she has any kind of illness. I need to talk to you for some other reason and it is really important that I have this conversation with you now. Don’t worry I am going to let someone help with the china. You would not be missed. Could you please come with me?” asked Caspian softly hoping that the girl would accede to his request. After all it was not unusual for a prince to take a maid to his chambers in the siesta.
Gretel looked up at him with mock horror on her face which looked quite original to Caspian and then she said,”I don’t know what you think of me my Lord. But I shall tell you that I am not that kind of girl at all.I am here for work only so that I can take care of my family. Please pardon me if I cannot go to your chambers with you!!”
And she did not give him any more chance to say anything else ad caught hold of the maid who was crumbling down like a fallen tree and rushed to her own chambers. Gretel wished she could have laughed out loud and she could have jumped his bones if she did have the chance but in her experience it was absolutely breathtaking and mind-numbing to make someone wait with the carrot dangled right over his nose and then when he receives the forbidden fruit the pleasure is ultimate and in this case with Caspian, she could not allow her cunt to take the control of her mind and she had a job to do at the moment.
She entered her room with the maid and bolted the doors of her small room. Then she let go of the maid whose name was Alyssa.
Gretel snapped her fingers and the girl stood upright before her with a blank look in her eyes and her face.
“Good girl, you have no idea about how beautiful you are. Take off your clothes Alyssa and think of the things that I might do to you or might not do to you. But remember this that when you are in my presence alone you are never to wear any of these binding which are on your body. Now show me your beautiful body the way I want to see it. Absolutely naked!!!” said Gretel with a soft hiss as her tongue darted out to touch the lips of the girl making her moan in pleasure.
On the other hand Caspian stood there transfixed as he could not even remotely comprehend what had just happened to him and how had he allowed it to happen. From when onwards did the servants and the maids of the castle start saying no to him? After all he was the Prince of the realm and he had so many people under his protection. Then suddenly the look of horror on Rosa Maria’s beautiful face dawned on him that he had said something absolutely nefarious which had implied in such a way to the pure Catholic sweet scullery maid that she had fled away in fear. Holy Heavens!! She had thought that he was going to take her to his room and then ravish her. Caspian felt sick in his mind at the thought but strangely he felt good as well when he thought about kissing those sweet full lips of that beautiful woman. She had something in her which he did not see or know in any one of the women or the naïve Princesses that his Father had asked him to meet for making them his. It did not matter in this kingdom if he took a number of bethroed women for his pleasure after all he was supposed to keep at least three consorts and one Queen who would rule beside him but Caspian was not ready for that yet.
Yet today suddenly he found himself thinking twice about that matter. Usually I was not at all normal for him to feel the stirring in his loins but this woman had bewitched him somehow. There was a fire behind her eyes and docility that he could not read properly yet but this thing he was sure that he wanted that woman to want him as badly as he did.
Inside the room Gretel was fervently getting licked by her newest slave Alyssa whose eyes were glowing red at her transformation and she just wanted her Mistress to receive the maximum pleasure. Gretel smiled to herself as her clit was vibrating with the sucking and praised herself at her choice of slave. This one was going to be a good slave and the way she had taken to sucking her breasts and her p***y it was as if fish had taken to water from birth. Now there were six more to be converted however Gretel needed her food as well.
“Alyssa darling, you are doing so well, you are so beautiful, my sweet pet but I don’t have a lot of time in my hands and you need to spread your legs for me so that I can give yoyr reward. You would like that won’t you?” asked Gretel as the girl whose face was still wet with her juices.
And thus she had her snack for her afternoon.