Desire
#1 of Pounce
It was just another, Arietta once again straightened up and dusted her master's room. Of course, her job was the easiest, as her master didn't have much in his room. And his favorite activity was sleeping. In fact, her skills as a maid were not utilized to their full potential, and while most would ask to be transferred to another family member, there was something that kept her here.
But before all that, a little backstory. The world is at peace, and there is a sense of a utopia where the smart and skilled have the power. By "peace," they mean that bad events are kept hidden from the media. And by "smart and skilled" they mean those with money. In essence, not much is different than the world of yesteryear. This story takes place in one particular family's mansion. Six members total, including a mother, father, two sons and two daughters. Each has their own personal servant, in addition to the servants throughout the house. The personal servants live in room that connected to a family member's room (for easy access).
Arietta was assigned to Porter, the eldest son and the eldest child. He was the same age, so she thought it would make the most sense. He, along with his siblings, all went to school because their parents paid the money. Arietta had learned from Porter when they were 10 that there was no purpose. Even with further education, he was just going to inherit a part of the family company. He was satisfied with finishing 8th grade and being done with it all. In fact, he tells Arietta about how the "higher education" is basically babysitting and repeats of what middle school covered, and how she was lucky she didn't have to attend.
"Hm... he did say that there were tests this week, so perhaps a treat? He likes dark chocolate, I should get some from the kitchen." She looked over at his desk, upon which currently sat a top of the line computer, never used, "And I should find a way to get him to unwind using the computer." She felt a tingle, "No... not those thoughts yet. Focus Arietta." She quickly completed dusting and rushed down to the kitchen.
"Ah, little Arietta! My the wonders of youth never cease to amaze me, what can I do for you?" The head chef was very kind to everyone.
She smiled, "Oh, just some dark chocolate, slightly sweetened if you have it. Oh, and while I'm here, a glass of red wine would be nice." There was no official drinking age, so 17 was perfectly acceptable.
He nodded and yelled out to another chef. Within moments, she was handed a small silver bowl with bits of dark chocolate carved like roses and a glass of a dark red wine, "Here you are my dear. Now if you'll excuse us, we need to get ready for dinner in a few hours."
Arietta bowed, "Thank you very much!" She made her way through the long halls and back into Porter's room. She gently sat the bowl upon his fluffed up pillow and the glass of wine on his nightstand, "There we are... now I just need to this clean thoughts." She walked into her room and sat on her bed. It took only a moment before her mind wandered enough, and she felt a strong tingle, "No... I mean, he won't even... we've never done anything like that. Alright. If he's too stressed, we'll do something. Only if he's too stressed though." She started to rub her privates, "Why me..."
Before she had time to ponder that question, she heard the main door echo. She brushed off her uniform and walked back into his room, standing politely and waiting. A few seconds passed, then the door opened, "Welcome back master!" She bowed.
"Mhm, no need to do that Arietta, don't know how many times I need to tell you." Even through his casual demeanor, she could tell he was upset about something, "I just need a nap. Oh, thanks for setting this out." He plopped on his bed and looked at the chocolate, "Roses today huh... as long as they taste good." He tossed one in his mouth.
She smiled, "Master? Why don't you try using your computer for once? You may find something of interest, or even something relaxing."
He raised an eyebrow, "Um... I've never used it."
"I know, so lets learn together, shall we?" She pulled out the desk chair and gestured for him to come over and sit, which he did, "I believe this is the power button." They both went through the computer set-up, and eventually they were at the desktop, "Yay us!"
Porter sighed, "I appreciate it, but if you don't mind I'd like to just sleep it off."
"Nonsense! Now let's see what we can find on the internet." She was kneeling next to him and typing. She knew exactly what she was going for though. Arietta clicked on a link and a video started playing, "How about this?"
"A-Arietta... this is kinda... uh... not helping my stress."
She could tell he was blushing, and a little lower he was getting hard. She gently caressed it over his pants, "Don't look away please, I'll help. After all, it is my duty to serve." She unzipped his pants and grabbed his cock, "Oh my... there is a lot of tension in here. I have to massage it."
Porter was blood red in the face as Arietta started to stroke his cock slowly. She moved over slightly so she was directly in front of him, and under the desk, "Arietta... what are you..."
"I'm just enhancing the experience master. It's been a long day," She lowered her voice, "And I've wanted to do this for a long time..." She stroked a little faster until his cock was completely rigid, "How about some more enhancement?" She leaned forward and licked the head in a circular motion a few times before sucking on the entire head.
She smiled as Porter began to moan slightly. Arietta had waited for this moment, but she didn't expect it to go so smoothly. She took a little more in her mouth and began to massage his balls, "Arietta..."
"I'm glad you like it, but we're aren't done... keep watching the movie." She decided to go for it. She took his entire cock in her mouth and throat, "Mmm..." She tried to speak, but she knew it could wait. She wanted to enjoy his taste. For a good 20 minutes she pleasured Porter, then he started to shiver. She lifted her head a bit, but kept his cock in her mouth. She felt him cum hard, and while half of it shot straight down her throat some stayed in her mouth. When she felt no more, she let his cock flop out of her mouth, made sure he was looking, and swallowed, "Wonderful, master..."
He sat there and breathed heavily, "Why... did you do that?"
"I've wanted to... and you looked like you needed it." She kissed him on the forehead, "And I'll do more if you still want me tomorrow..." She swayed her hips as she returned to her room. Arietta shut her door and stretched on her bed, touching her quivering lips, "I can't believe I did that... it was so fun..." She lifted her skirt and touched her cock, "Tomorrow... I hope he wants me tomorrow..."
She escorted Porter down to dinner a few hours later, and he was still embarrassed. She left him at the main dinner table and joined the other servants in another dining room. As for his family, they were only related by blood. They only ever made contact during dinner and the holidays. Other than that, there was an occasional pass in a hall or outside, but no conversation, "You okay dear? Here, eat up."
A plate full of delicious food was set before her by the head chef, "Thank you. And I'm fine, just a little tired. Thank you for all the food!" There was bread, fish, vegetables, everything one could ask for. It didn't compare to what the family ate, but it could be much worse.
The father's servant stood at the head of the table, "As you all know, a family holiday is approaching. It takes place every summer. Luckily we have most of everything together, and the contractors are finishing the rest. So please, everyone work a little harder and make sure every member of the family feels happy and welcomed."
Arietta played with her food, "I know how to do that... " She took a bite, "Hm... I wonder if I should wear anything special?"