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Lady Dimitrescu had seen many different maids who had worked for her in her extensive lifetime…young and old, more experienced and less experienced, more capable and more clumsy…maids of all sizes, shapes and personalities, maids with many different faces which Lady Dimitrescu was so quick to forget once they became utterly irrelevant to her, once they failed her or once they died…
But in all of her years as Lady of castle Dimitrescu, not once had she seen a maid quite like her.
Her…
Aria.
Her name was Aria, Lady Dimitrescu remembered that much about her, despite never once caring about any of the other maids' names.
There was nothing particularly interesting about Aria at first glance…
Flimsy, weak, shy, soft spoken…just another human who cowered in fear in the presence of the mighty Alcina Dimitrescu and her equally terrifying daughters. But at the same time, there was just something about Aria that made her stand out from the numerous other maids that had worked in that castle…
Alcina couldn’t really pinpoint it at first.
Sure, the girl was pretty. There was something appealing about her features but, at the same time, she wasn’t exactly special. Perhaps she could even be considered a bit average compared to some other maids Alcina had seen, but in a good and normal way.
But…there was more to her. Oh, there was simply so much more to this maid…
She always seemed so caring, so different from the others. Her desire to please Lady Dimitrescu never seemed to stem just from fear, unlike the other servants.
Perhaps that’s what got Alcina’s attention, forcing her to pay more and more attention to this particular girl…
The way her eyes seemed to show adoration whenever Alcina called for her, and had her work directly under her supervision. The way this maid went above and beyond to make her Lady extra happy even with the smallest tasks. The way her lips always curled into a genuine smile whenever Alcina called for her, no matter how terrified the girl may be, despite the fact that Alcina had never asked her to smile for her.
It made Alcina more and more curious.
Was the girl naive? Was she simply stupid, unable to understand how easily Alcina could snap her neck should she choose to? Or maybe it never occurred to her, in her pretty little head, that Alcina would be capable of hurting her…somehow, given the Dimitrescu reputation that was so well known through the entire village.
…or perhaps the girl was actually the smartest of all, purposely smiling to try to keep her Lady happier and more interested in her, so that she could win her good graces.
Whatever it was, it simply fascinated Alcina.
That…that had been how Alcina had recently learned her name, too.
Curious one day, as Alcina relaxed on a sofa, reading a book in front of her fireplace while the maid swept the floors in front of her, again with a soft smile on her face. Alcina had noticed it, and had once again become fascinated by how different this maid was, compared to her other ones.
She had asked her what she had been smiling about, only for the maid, seemingly happier that her Lady had spoken to her, gently replied that she wasn’t happy over any particular event…that she simply felt happy.
Alcina had raised an eyebrow then, intrigued and mildly annoyed at the vague response. But it seemed as if the girl wouldn’t give her a proper answer even if she wanted to, even if she was threatened…it felt as if she was being honest, and the true answer was simply one which Alcina did not want to hear.
So Alcina asked her the next thing that came to mind, as it had been a long time since the last time she had made small talk to anyone who wasn’t one of her daughters…
She asked for her name.
“Aria, milady!” the maid excitedly replied before respectfully bowing down, as her bright smile merely grew as well, “my name is Aria!”
Alcina…remembered that she felt a bit surprised, somehow.
It wasn’t really a too common name, especially in the village…which only seemed to add another layer of mystery to this strange and shy girl.
“Aria, hm?” Alcina remembered commenting then, as she reminisced in her long gone days as a jazz singer, “like a melody, like a song…”
As Alcina’s words had died out, so did their conversation that day…as Alcina returned to her book, and Aria to her cleaning.
But Alcina had never forgotten.
Even if it had only been a few weeks ago…somehow, she just knew, she would never forget.
Her curiosity only seemed to grow as the days went by, though.
She would see Aria again, often during her tasks…Alcina, no matter what, would never catch Aria lazing around, would never catch her trying to steal her riches, would never catch her making any mistakes or being too loud or bothersome…it was as if this particular maid was personified perfection. And sure, Alcina had employed some other well-behaved maids…but this one was just too well-behaved to almost uncanny levels.
Other maids and servants avoided Aria. And Alcina’s own daughters never really seemed to pester her or try to make her life miserable, unlike what they’d do to some other ones.
She was generally just avoided, always left completely on her own as she worked her days away…
In fact, the only person who really seemed to interact with Aria…was Alcina herself.
It was certainly strange and unlike anything Alcina had ever experienced before with anyone, and it made Alcina wonder even more about this maid…
So Alcina finally decided, one fine evening, to mess with this human who had actually managed to pique her interest.
Aria, the maid, had just finished digging out the snow that covered the path leading to Castle Dimitrescu, all while Alcina watched her from one of the giant windows. The weather was freezing cold and as Aria worked, Alcina could occasionally see her clutch tighter to her flimsy scarf, and rub her hands together in a desperate attempt to not freeze her fingers, since her gloves were so worn out and full of holes.
A very small part of her pitied the poor woman, despite never once caring for a single human ever since she had stopped being one.
But, somehow, Aria reminded her of this side she had thought to be long lost to the influence of the cadou. In the same way Alcina’s daughters caused her heart to yearn for family…so did this strange woman make her heart yearn for…something.
A desire to protect her, affection, lust…
Confusing feelings Alcina wasn’t too sure she could fully understand.
She couldn’t help it, as the woman stepped back inside the Castle to continue her diligent duties of cleaning, to meet her at the Castle’s door…much to Aria’s surprise.
“Milady?” Aria shyly called out for her upon seeing her step out into the cold, her fancy dress billowing in the chilly snowy wind as the tall woman herself never once flinched.
As if the infernal cold could not actually affect her.
“You must be freezing, with your clothes all soaked and cold…” Alcina tried her best to sound gentle and caring, “come join me by the fireplace, Aria. It’ll heat you up, and make you feel so much better…”
Alcina smiled, trying her best to look somewhat genuine…but she knew she wasn’t a great actress, while also being fully aware of how strange and slightly uncanny her smile must have seemed. She fully expected Aria to try to politely refuse her offer in fear, expected Aria to be smart enough to try to discreetly excuse herself as to not be alone with an intimidating monster, and yet-
“I’m so sorry, milady,” Aria softly let out, with a genuine smile on her lips that contrasted with Alcina’s fake one, “I still have the whole living room to sweep before I’m allowed to rest.”
And yet the girl shocked Alcina, as she seemed to deny her request not out of fear, but out of her perfect sense of duty.
Like Alcina had never seen before, in any other maid of hers before Aria.
But…was this girl really all that she seemed?
Was she truly unbothered by Alcina, out of being stupidly naive, or stupidily trusting? Perhaps both? Or was there something else Alcina hadn’t noticed…? Could it be that this girl was smarter than she let on? Could it be that she was the one who was actually a genius, trying to trick Alcina into thinking she was harmless and naive?
The more it puzzled Alcina, the more it upset her as well.
Alcina tried her best to hide her frustration though, discreetly hiding her hands behind her back as she could feel the tip of her claws press against her palm, inches away from slashing her own flesh.
Alcina had to keep it all neutral, as if nothing was wrong.
She was still testing this girl, after all, trying to look for subtle signs of distrust or fear, or even malice towards her, in Aria’s features as she uttered her next words;
“Worry not, dear Aria,” Alcina grinned, trying to contain her fangs like a wolf trying to lure in a rabbit, “you have worked so hard ever since you’ve come to my castle. Allow yourself a little rest, please. As your mistress, I insist.”
Alcina didn’t really know what sort of response to expect from Aria.
But she had certainly never expected her to say yes…and without hesitation, as well, as Aria seemed to beam with happiness at those words;
“If milady allows it and wants me to keep her company…” Aria excitedly replied, “then I’d be delighted to!”
Against all odds, as Alcina had never expected that sort of response, she found herself leading Aria inside the castle. It didn’t take too long for her to find herself waiting for Aria on her couch right in front of the already lit fireplace, as Aria brewed them both two cups of sweet tea. Not by Alcina’s order, no…simply because Aria had insisted on it, insisting on serving her mistress.
Aria was as efficient as she was quiet, barely leaving Alcina waiting as she quickly returned with their drinks. The smell of strong tea filled the room when she did so, and Alcina immediately recognized it as one of her favorite blends.
“Bergamot tea…?” the words escaped Alcina’s lips even before she had realized it.
“Is it not to your liking, milady?” Aria immediately interjected with honest concern, rather than fear, “I assumed it was your favorite, since I’ve noticed how often you drink it…but my apologies, I can just return to the kitchen to brew another blend more to your liking-”
“No, no need,” Alcina interrupted Aria, “you are right. It is my favorite, I’m…simply surprised that you noticed it.”
There it was again.
That soft smile on Aria’s lips, that genuinely happy and proud smile that Alcina could never understand…almost as if the girl was truly devoted to her.
“I’m glad, milady!” Aria let out as she served Alcina her cup, before slowly sitting down besides her mistress just as she had been ordered to.
Alcina was almost impressed, really.
Whether this girl was truly innocent, fearless or just dumb…there was no denying that she felt incredibly comfortable around Alcina, in ways that Alcina hadn’t felt since her days as a human, which she barely even remembered.
And yet, there was some strange familiarity in it that always hit Alcina hard.
The feeling…of being human again…because of this human girl who, completely carefree and comfortable, happily sipped on her bergamot tea next to Alcina.
Alcina’s own tea was so delicious and nostalgic too, as she also took her own cup to her lips.
This monstrous form, which Alcina had lived as for almost a century, required her to feed off of blood and death…and after a certain age, after so many kills she had become so desensitized over…she had stopped to eat or drink anything that wasn’t necessary to her sustenance. Sure, she’d still have tea on occasion, her love for bergamot was one of the very few things about her past life which hadn’t died when she transformed…but she’d always drink it mixed with that horrid blood her form required to survive.
Except this time.
This time, it was just tea.
Back to a normality she hadn’t felt in almost one hundred years…
Back to a normality of just tea, of just warming up near a fireplace, of just feeling the company of another woman who didn’t look at her as if she was a monster.
Back to being just Alcina Dimitrescu, instead of whatever terrifying thing that she had twisted into now.
“Are you not afraid of me, Aria?” Alcina couldn’t help suddenly asking her, surprising the oblivious maid, who could only stare back in confusion over the question.
When Aria couldn’t find the words to reply to her, having been caught completely off-guard, Alcina fell back into old habits, moving closer to the maid with an imposing posture, towering over the maid.
“Aren’t you afraid?” Alcina purred in a grim whisper, her eyes shining bright with paranormal light, “I am Alcina Dimitrescu. I could crush you. I could snap your neck like a twig. Stop pretending that I’m not a monster!”
Before she even realized what she was doing, Alcina pinned Aria down on the couch.
She couldn’t hide the fangs showing in her teeth, nor could she hide the tears she tried to hold back.
“Why aren’t you afraid?” Alcina growled, almost like a beast.
Aria was beyond shocked. Aria trembled in fear, and cowered slightly just like the monstrous woman above her had expected of her…and yet, Alcina could’ve never expected the words that left Aria’s lips next;
“You’re not a monster…” Aria whispered to her, honest and genuine, “you’re lady Alcina Dimitrescu, milady…you have always been…”
Alcina’s grip on Aria loosened. She could feel herself growing weak at Aria’s words, weaker than she could ever allow herself to be.
“Flattery won’t save you!” Alcina hissed again as her voice started to break but, unexpectedly, Aria didn’t even flinch this time.
“I’m not lying to save myself,” the words came as Aria’s honest response, “you are Alcina Dimitrescu. You have never treated me poorly. You have never frightened or tormented me. To me, you are not a monster.”
Alcina was so taken aback that she released Aria…but Aria didn’t move, never trying to get away from her. Instead she just…seemed to blush. As if it had suddenly hit her that she was under her mistress.
“You are so beautiful…” Aria’s words mindlessly slipped her lips, before her blush deepened as she realized what she had said, and became even more embarrassed, “m-my apologies, milady, I-”
So that was why.
Now Alcina knew for sure why the maid acted this way around her.
It was clear in her eyes…Alcina could see how aroused she was…and Alcina, despite everything, was excited.
When had it been, the last time a woman had looked at her…in that way?
It awakened something in Alcina, as she slowly bent down to brush her lips against the maid’s ones. Only to smile internally, as the maid moaned in excitement and gently kissed her back.
“Eager, girl?” Alcina pulled away to purr, “then show me how much you want me.”
Alcina knew she was freakishly tall and that, although she had preserved much of her human beauty, she was still far too intimidating and scary to ever be considered relatively attractive or beautiful, at least when compared to the gazes of men and women she used to capture in her human days, as she rose to fame through singing…
It seemed like all of her changes had turned her into more of a monster and less of a woman, no matter the amount of makeup, haircare and pretty dresses she used to try to mask her monstrous appearance.
Or so she thought, until the moment she felt Aria’s hand gently touch her cheek, gazing into her maid’s eyes to catch nothing but lust and adoration in her expression. And heard her maid murmur those sweet words, ever so melodic, gentle and most importantly, even so honest;
“I want you, Lady Alcina.”
If Alcina still had a heart, she was sure those words would’ve made it stop. And make it beat again, so much faster and full of life, in a thrill she hadn’t felt in decades upon decades…
She was wanted.
Not in a way one desires her strength, or her wealth, or her power…just in a way someone would want her, as a woman, as a partner…
And hell, it had been so long ever since…oh, it had been so very long…
“Then get ready for me, my dear…” Alcina whispered in Aria’s ear.
Careful not to make Aria bleed, Alcina nibbled on her earlobe, before her sharp fangs carefully trailed down her neck. Alcina could feel every squirm, every moan, every slight tremble in Aria underneath her, as her lips left kisses over her skin.
First light and sweet, then hungrier and more feral as she started to use her teeth.
Leaving her mark on Aria, to claim her as hers.
All hers.
“Mine…” Alcina purred in a low voice, “you are mine now, my pet…”
In between the kisses and murmurs, Alcina’s hand reached under the maid’s dress and under her underwear, firmly pressing her fingers against her pussy. The size difference between them made each of Alcina’s fingers feel overly big, especially when she dipped them inside Aria.
Only dipping one finger in at first, surprising the maid and causing her to gasp…before adding another, stretching her out as Aria moaned for her.
“Good girl,” Alcina purred in approval, feeling Aria tighten around her fingers, “you’re so wet and tight for me, aren’t you?”
Aria was so lost in her pleasure that she couldn’t even formulate any words, excitedly nodding instead. Much to Alcina’s joy, as a sly smile formed on her lips.
“That’s a good pet…” Alcina whispered in her ear again, “you’re so excited for me…I can slide so easily in and out of you, darling…”
It felt so good, and Aria was so close to orgasm…
…but just then, Alcina stopped.
And Aria could only let out a small moan of protest, her mind wondering why on earth had her mistress stopped touching her-
But she didn’t have too much time to wonder as, unexpectedly, Alcina flipped the maid around, so that Aria’s chest was pressed up against the couch. And as Aria tried to make sense of the change in position, she felt her mistress’s fingers fuck her deeper and faster.
“Ah!” Aria gasped in surprise, before her surprise turned to lust, “m-milady! P-please!”
“Please what, pet?” Alcina teased her, making sure she added another finger inside her maid just to mess with her.
“P-please…a-ah! M-more…” Aria moaned into a pillow, her knuckles turning white from how hard she gripped the pillows underneath her.
Alcina could only chuckle at how cute her maid was, and at how much she aroused her as well. She could even feel her own pool of wetness forming between her own legs under her dress, as she fucked a very excited Aria more and more-
“M-milady I’m-! I’m g-gonna-!” Aria managed to babble, almost incomprehensible from the ecstasy she felt being fucked by her mistress.
“Shh, shhh,” Alcina softly shushed her, almost in a loving way, “come on, pet…be a good girl and come for your mistress…”
Aria couldn’t hold it in any longer.
With a scream of pleasure that got half-stuck in her throat, she called out for her Lady Dimitrescu as she came all over her hand…before passing out on her couch, wet and exhausted.
She couldn’t even feel her legs, and her mind could only focus on the bright flames of the cozy fireplace in front of them. She couldn’t really see it from that angle, but she could hear some suspicious sounds that made her sure that Lady Dimitrescu was sucking her wetness off of her fingers.
And the thought excited her, despite knowing she was completely at her lady’s mercy in that moment.
Perhaps other maids would probably panic, knowing they were in no condition to run, and ‘stuck’ with a tall and grotesquely strong creepy lady.
But not Aria.
Somehow, Aria knew her mistress wouldn’t hurt her.
And she felt so safe as she felt Alcina lie down beside her as best as she could, and wrap her big and strong arms around her in a somewhat protective manner.
“How are you feeling, girl?” Alcina quietly whispered, in a tone that Aria couldn’t tell if it was disdain or genuine care.
“J-just a little tired, milad-” Aria tried to answer, before her mistress interrupted her;
“Alcina. Call me Alcina…”
Aria smiled.
“Alcina…” Aria repeated, savoring her mistress’s given name, and receiving a strangely soft smile from Alcina as she did so.
“Good…good girl…” Alcina purred between kisses, as her lips caressed Aria’s exposed neck and shoulders, “you’re all mine…and I’ll take good care of you…”
Aria felt Alcina’s hands slowly and gently remove her dress, undressing her with loving care as if they had been lovers for a very long time…making Aria grow more and more enamored with Lady Dimitrescu…
“I’ll take good care of you…” Alcina murmured again and again as she slowly undressed Aria until her maid was a maid no more.
Gone was her maid’s dress, and so was her status as a maid.
Aria was her lover now, and Alcina made sure to remind her of that as she kissed every inch of her skin, as she licked every drop of her wetness between her legs, as she felt Aria touch her and eat her out to repay Alcina for all the good feelings she had made her feel…
“I’ll take good care of you…” Alcina murmured later that night after they had bathed together, when they both laid in bed, with Aria nestled over Alcina’s chest, listening to her heart beat.
“I’ll take good care of you, too…” Aria murmured back, just before they both fell asleep, causing Alcina to smile like she hadn’t smiled in decades upon decades.
And taking good care of each other they did, for as long as they lived together.