Beautiful Debauchery

***********
Beautiful Debauchery
***********


Chapter One:
Temptation

She was just a maid, washing the floors with her peeling hands. The sun shone down on her sweating forehead as she scrubbed with her aching arms, trying to make the floor shine with a silver glimmer as the sun danced across the white marble. She hid a look of fear as she heard the sound of clicking heels on the grand staircase some rooms off. Sara tried to hurry her hands, trying to finish the job before the beautiful eyes came in and peeked at her work, glimmering with sensual mischief as they grazed over her body.
It was not reproach for a job poorly done that she feared. It was the temptation that those eyes and body gave as they stood only feet from her, daring her to touch the soft skin. It was the boundaries between their classes. A daughter of a rich family tempting her ladies’ maid, a pair that she knew could not be. Sara feared her willpower against such enticement, but steeled herself as she heard the voices getting closer.
Sara’s face become complacent and calm, looking down at the floor as she slowly finished her job, not wanting to look up and see the ripe breasts spilling from the bodice that was cut dangerously low. She knew that they would not enter too far. *She* understood that the house was being cleaned from top to bottom in light of the party that would be taking place in a few days, but she would urge Sara forward with her with her whim, and pretend that she needed her for some errand.
“Sara…” The melodious voice floated across the spacious room, hitting Sara’s flushed cheeks with a slam. Sara jerked her head up to see her lovely mistress dressed in a simple allurement, making it seem as if she hardly tried to seduce, which she probably didn’t, Sara mused as she stood. Sara made sure that her eyes were level with Marguerite’s. They had already briefly run themselves over the innocent white dress that (with its sheerness) showed the curves of her corset and lower body, and she did not want to make that dangerous mistake again.
Marguerite gave Sara her most enticing smile, and with a crook of her finger urged her closer. Sara swallowed, and stood, crossing the parts of the floor that were already dry. Marguerite did not let her stop walking until their bodies almost touched.
“I know that you have so many chores to do, but I just need you to complete a small favor for me please.” Sara’s knees became weak with Marguerite’s begging tone.
“Yes mistress?” Sara asked, trying to keep her voice level, and barely succeeding.
“Could you run my bath? My body just feels so dirty on a hot day like this…” She trailed off as Sara lowered her eyes. Marguerite tipped her chin up with her finger, causing Sara to catch her breath at this brief touch.
“Please Sara?” Sara nodded, and hurried to go, but Marguerite caught her arm, sending shivers down Sara’s back as the cool and soft hand touched her chapped skin.
“I’d like the water to be cool. It’s too hot for a warm bath.” Marguerite explained with a coy smile. She let go of Sara’s hand, and watched as Sara tried to calmly walk away from the beautiful devil in white.
~*~*~
It took a few minutes for the water to run before the ivory tub was filled. Sara, knowing Marguerite’s tastes, poured in a lilac fragrance that would cling to Marguerite’s skin long after the bath. Sara tensed as she heard the footsteps coming into the room. She dropped the empty bottle of lilac fragrance, and sent it clattering to the floor. Sara tried her best to hide the noise, but heard Marguerite’s subtle laugh of amusement at Sara’s nervous clumsiness.
Sara now had the difficult job in helping her mistress undress. Sara braced herself as she came out of the bathroom, and back into the main bedroom. Marguerite stood, waiting for Sara to begin untying the complicated ribbons of the tight dress. Sara did so wordlessly, deftly untying to white ribbons as Marguerite watched over her shoulder. Sara lifted the untied dress over Marguerite’s head, leaving Marguerite in only her corset, and elegant lacy underwear.
Marguerite disposed of the underwear herself. Sara could not help but watch the smooth movements as Marguerite slowly bared her beautiful and round ass to her maid with no qualms at all. Sara resisted the urge to reach forward and give the cheeks a firm squeeze with both hands, but it was almost too much too bare. It was finally Sara’s turn to liberate Marguerite’s bountiful breasts from the confines of her sensual corset.
Sara undid the ties with slightly trembling hands, not wanting to look at her naked mistress, knowing that she could not touch the perfect body. The corset fell to the floor, in the pile with the dress and panties. Marguerite stood in full nudity only inches from Sara’s hands. Sara (in a moment of impulsive audacity) let one of her hands trail along Marguerite’s back, stopping just short of the beautiful ass now centimeters from her touch. Marguerite gave an involuntary moan. It had been only hours since she had last had sex, but this nymph began to get wet just by Sara’s touch.
Marguerite turned around, and gave Sara a lustful look. Her eyes practically begged for a romp here and now. Sara stared dumbly at the sight.
“I must be getting back to my chores.” She said in way of excuse, and hurried from Marguerite’s room. Regretting the rash decision with every step she took…