2 - Sweet Human Servant
Sweet Human Servant
Belinda Part 2
Belinda requested her simple black dress and inquired about the new arrival. An employee, and long time family confidante, would be expecting their niece. According to the reliable report, all was in order and as scheduled. The new arrival would be early morning, and while Belinda slept. “Good, this is good. Be sure to remind everyone about the winds and get the shopping. You are aware of the special deliveries to expect and make sure everyone has what they need so we can stay home.” Belinda smiled and knew her request was always a bit outlandish as she liked to close things up tight for the strong winds that often invaded for 3 to 4 days. Even so, the ladies always did what she requested. She appreciated this about those working for her.
The crew of caretakers that Belinda had covering the house was all fine and trusted employees. She had heard the rumors of what they thought of her. At times she had caught them herself incidentally. A recluse, a witch, too many night visitors, too daring of clothing for a lady, leaving all hours of the night, sometimes all night, all were things said about their mistress.
Belinda knew it was odd how she appeared, but odd she was. She was vampire, a night walker, an undead. She could never go out into the sun and she lusted for blood. Not only a lust for blood but a strong lust for other things too. Her employees were the best and they all served her well. She compensated them superbly in return for their labors and their loyalties.
Belinda would soon be on her way to take the night. Before doing so, she would take her bath. A lady, then another, and another, in and out they strolled through the bath area. One served oils, another brought herbs and petals from roses, still another dropped perfumed soaps for their lady to revel in. She enjoyed watching them serve her, and she enjoyed watching them look at her. There was one in particular that Belinda loved relentlessly and requested her by name. “Where’s my Diante?” The other ladies buzzed between them in hushes and whispers with one making a quick exit, and then Diante appeared. The others, giving a nod to Belinda, left the room with the two being alone.
Time had grown these two closely, and no words needed to be spoken. Diante dropped her household dress with attached white apron. The one piece was conventional and traditional for this area of country. Belinda felt obligated to present some sort of normalcy to the world outside. Once inside the household knew that Belinda lived, and expected them to also, according to anything but ‘normal’.
Diante slipped her hands into the hot bubble bath water and began using them as tools to massage and wash over her mistress. Belinda opened her legs to ease space for the dainty hands to wash and caress. Diante paid careful attention to this area, taking slow precise swipes, close and hugging her hand before releasing to rub over the soft fleshes again and again. Belinda moaned softly before scooting a bit to take one of Diante’s large breasts into her mouth. Working the nipple with her tongue, she suckled deep the pink full mound and Diante quivered.
Belinda let her teeth graze the nipple as a warning and Diante stopped her working hands to support herself with one hand on the tub edge and the other on Belinda’s shoulder. She watched carefully as her mistress dipped her sharp fangs into her white breast. Diante cried a tiny whimper before moving a bit closer to let her mistress drink. This was not a meal, only a taste and Diante was a taste almost nightly. Sometimes she would fall ill or too weak and Belinda would need to turn to another trusted employee, but most generally it was Diante.
Diante cupped her hand to Belinda’s face as she watched Belinda drink. Belinda pulled away from her drink exposing her red blood lips. Diante licked at the blood on her mistress’s lips before Belinda could wipe it up with her own tongue. With a finger, Belinda smoothed over the open wound, and licked away the red on her finger. She kissed the wound she had drunk from and it healed. With a feeling of tired, Diante joined Belinda in the bath, and Belinda held her sweet human servant close in her arms. The two cuddled flesh to flesh in the soapy bath, soaking while the other ladies one by one tended to their needs while Belinda thought about the strange she saw this evening.
