Red Valley

Red Valley
Chapter 1-Royal Treatment
By acolytemask

On a far side of the city of Red Valley, on a large piece of expensive land, stood the Kingsley Mansion. The Kingsley family was a very rich bloodline. On the third floor of the mansion, in a bed big enough for three, slept the youngest of the Kingsley family: the 19 year old Ashley Kingsley. She stood at about 5’9” with long black hair, green eyes, C cup breast, and a very shapely figure. Ashley always was a shy girl. She never let her rich family turn her into an arrogant woman.

When the morning came, the sunlight shot through her window right into her face. She let out a groan, and threw the covers over her face. It was Saturday morning. There was no reason to get up early. Ashley had stayed up late last night doing homework, and now all she wanted to do was sleep. Just then, the door opened and Ashley’s personal maid, Emily Davis, walked in.

Emily stood at 5’10” with moderately long brown hair, blue eyes, similar C cup breasts, and a beautiful shapely body. She was 21, and was living out of the Kingsley Mansion. She had only been hired a few weeks ago, and had shown a great deal of attention to Ashley’s wellbeing. She was wearing her traditional maid uniform. A black dress with a white, frilly trim. The skirt, when it was given to her, ended at her knees. Now it seemed to have been cut so that it ended halfway up her thighs.

“Time to get up, Ms. Kingsley,” Emily said. “The sun has already risen.”

“I’m going to sleep in today,” Ashley muttered.

“Then what am I supposed to do?” the maid asked with a clever smile. “My job is to look after you. How can I do that when you’re asleep?”

“I don’t know,” Ashley moaned, not wanting to think this early in the morning.

The rich woman suddenly felt a weight being dropped on one side of the bed. She removed the covers from her face to see that Emily had sat down on the bed next to her. The maid said, “How about I just keep you company for now?”

“Alright,” Ashley said with a friendly smile. “So, have you been enjoying your stay here?”

“It’s much better that I thought, ma’am,” Emily responded with a smile.

“How so?”

“Well,” the maid was clearly looking for the right words. “My room is much more comfortable than my last apartment, and everyone has been really nice. Especially you, Ms. Kingsley.”

“No problem,” Ashley said. She was feeling a little odd from hearing Emily’s last words. “You’ve been pretty nice to me, too.”

“That’s what I’m being paid for, ma’am,” the maid said as she pulled herself a little closer to her mistress. “Besides, I don’t see why someone shouldn’t be nice to someone as nice and cute as you, Ms. Kingsley.”

“Um, you can call me Ashley, you know,” the rich woman said. She was blushing slightly. No woman outside of her family had every talked to her like this.

“That’s alright,” Emily said. She then moved one hand across Ashley’s face, brushing a stray hair aside.

At this, Ashley sat up and said, “I think I should go take a bath.”

“Very good, ma’am,” Emily said with a warm smile. She stood up and before he left he said, “I’ll go run a warm bath for you.”

After her maid left, Ashley felt hot and bothered. She looked into a mirror on the wall to find that she was blushing a bright red. Why did she feel like this? She wasn’t an ignorant woman. She had suspected since Emily started working that she was a lesbian, and that she was trying to come on to her constantly. Ashley looked at herself in the mirror again. She was wearing navy blue pajamas, which fit her body very well. She pulled the pajama top back to better expose the perfect shape of her breasts. Ashley was very proud of her body. From her breasts to her face to her legs. She jogged regularly to keep in shape, and as a result had turned into one of the most beautiful women at her private college.

Losing her train of thought, she walked towards the bathroom, which was just down the hallway. She opened the door to reveal a brightly lit tiled room that resembled a miniature spa. The bathtub was the size of a small hot tub, and large mirrors were positioned on every wall. Emily was crouched next to the bathtub, which was filled with warm water and scented bubble bath solution.

“Hello, Ms. Kingsley,” she said, catching sight of her mistress. “That didn’t take too long. Your bath is ready.”

“Thank you, Emily,” Ashley said. She dared not undress in front of her maid. “Um, can you leave so I can, you know, get ready.”

“Absolutely,” Emily said with a wide smile. “Oh, and by the way, your parents have left for a charity breakfast and won’t be back for several hours.”

“Thanks,” Ashley said, feeling small under her maid’s gaze.

“Well, I’ll leave you to get ready,” Emily said as she walked out. “Don’t take too long.”

The maid closed the door as she left, leaving Ashley alone in the bathroom. The rich woman then undressed. She threw all her clothes into a nearby clothes hamper, and let herself slowly lower into the warm bathwater. She felt so relaxed in the tub. She let her muscles go limp, and welcomed the sweet scent of the bubble bath. Just then she was brought back to full awareness as the door opened behind her. Covering her breasts, she looked behind her to see Emily with a long towel around her body.

“How’s the water, mistress?” the maid asked.

“Um, it’s fine,” Ashley responded. She was feeling a little violated, and a little of something else, but what was it? “Uh, do you need something?”

“I need to be with you,” Emily said, closing the door behind her. She walked over to the side of the bathtub, and let the towel fall off her naked body. Emily’s body was gorgeous. Ashley knew she shouldn’t be looking, but there was a beauty to her maid that could not be described in words. The lights from the ceiling were reflected off Emily’s smooth, flawless skin. The maid lowered herself into the water in front of Ashley, who was still covering her breasts.

“W-What are you doing?” the rich woman finally asked.

“I’m taking a bath with my mistress,” Emily responded with a warm smile.

“Why are you calling me that?” Ashley asked, feeling very strange. ‘Mistress’ had so much sexual content to it that it was hardly used for anything else anymore. Yet here was Emily, using it repeatedly.

“Because you are my mistress,” the maid responded, rifting slightly closer. “Unless you prefer I be the mistress.”

“Why are you being like this?” Ashley asked. She could now feel her maid’s legs on her own.

“Because I love you, Ashley,” Emily said simply.

Just then, the Kingsley daughter realized that her maid had called her by her first name for the first time. She loved her? Why? How? She only knew Ashley for a few weeks. Was love really that spontaneous?

“But you hardly know me,” Ashley said.

“I want to change that,” Emily responded. Then, all at once, the maid leaned forward, pressed her body against her mistress’, and said, “Please, just for a little while. If you don’t like it then I’ll stop, and you can do what you wish.”

The look in Emily’s eyes made it impossible for Ashley to say ‘no’. Instead she said, “Alright, but just for a little while.” The Kingsley daughter had always been unsure of her sexuality. Now at least she would have an idea. She let her arms fall to her sides under the water, revealing her round breasts.
Emily then went to work pleasuring her mistress. She used one hand to gently massage Ashley’s breasts, and nibbled on her ear. Ashley didn’t know how she should feel, but her body felt good. The maid, being a one herself, knew how to pleasure a woman. Her hand slowly moved away from Ashley’s breast, and made its way down her smooth stomach. The rich woman’s body gave a sudden shutter. It was clear she was uncomfortable with this. Emily knew she would have to make her mistress comfortable, because there was no way she was going to stop now. She pressed her breasts against her mistress’s, letting their legs rub against each other. Emily tried to kiss Ashley on her lips, but the rich woman moved her face to the side.

“Are you okay, ma’am?” the maid asked. She was still pressed against her mistress.

“I don’t know,” Ashley breathed. Her face was flustered, and her mind was in a state of supreme confusion. Was she supposed to be feeling good? Her body was feeling comfortable at this kind of attention. Both their bodies pressing together were creating a kind connection that Ashley couldn’t describe. Was she becoming a lesbian? Was it okay to be a lesbian?

“If you want me to stop, I will,” Emily said, looking into the rich woman’s eyes with care.

“You…you can keep going,” Ashley muttered, not returning the look.

At her words, Emily continued to run her hand gently down her stomach, while licking the rich woman’s exposed neck. It was seconds before the maid’s hand was at Ashley’s pubic hair. She lowered her hand a few more inches, and began to run her fingers around her mistress’s sex. Emily’s free hand gently grabbed Ashley’s free wrist, and pulled her arm around her neck. Her mistress got the idea, and placed her other arm around the maid’s neck, pulling her into a hug. Ashley looked right into her maid’s eyes, and didn’t end her gaze.

“Are you uncomfortable?” Emily asked. Her eyes were glazed over with tears.

“No,” Ashley moaned. “Not at all.”

“Do you like me this way?” the maid asked. She gently rubbed her thigh along her mistress’s crotch.

“I-I don’t know,” the rich woman said, bowing her head. “I’ve never had sex before.”

“It’s okay,” Emily said. She took her mistress’s chin in her hand and raised her head until she was at eye level. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Well,” Ashley muttered, “do you know about it. I mean are you, you know, um…”

“Experienced?” Emily asked with a kind smile. “I’ve done it a few times. It’s not really that hard, you know. If you want to try it out we can.”

“Doesn’t it hurt the first time?” the rich woman asked.

“Only with penetration,” the maid said, “but we don’t have to do that just yet. It actually feels really good. What do you think? If you don’t like it, all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will, okay?”

“O-Okay,” Ashley said in a small voice. “You can do it. Just be careful, okay?”

“No problem,” Emily said with a warm smile.

The maid gave her mistress a kiss. Their lips connected, moving over themselves. Emily was taking the initiative, and Ashley was just trying to keep up. Emily then pressed her breasts against the rich woman’s. She slowly rubbed her body against her mistress’s. Emily loved the feeling of her skin against Ashley’s. Ever since she took this job, she had wanted to have sex with this beautiful woman. The maid reached down and pushed her hands under Ashley’s butt, causing her to inhale rapidly. Emily then began to lift her mistress upwards. Ashley got the hint and stood up. Her maid set her on the bathtub’s edge so that only her legs were left in the water. Emily continued to kiss the rich woman, who could feel her maid’s hand making its way down her stomach.

“W-Wait,” Ashley said suddenly, lightly grabbing the servant’s hand on her belly. “Not there, please.”
Emily smiled at her, and said, “I don’t think you want me to stop.”

“Please,” the rich woman said in a quiet voice, “don’t touch me…there.”

Emily then took charge. She pushed Ashley backwards. The rich woman’s heart jumped, but instead of a hard tile floor, she landed on a soft rug. Emily tackled her mistress. She pressed her naked, wet body against Ashley’s. The maid used her hands to pin down Ashley’s arms, and made sure her lower body pinned down her legs. The rich woman looked up at her maid’s smiling face with fear.

“Don’t rape me,” she pleaded.

“Why would I do that?” Emily asked. She still had that warm smile on her face. “Everything I do, I do for your pleasure. Now, just lie back, and let me make you feel good.”

Emily lowered her head and licked her mistress’s neck. She continued to run her tongue around Ashley’s face and neck, sometimes causing her to shiver. Their breasts were once again pressed against each other. Ashley was starting to feel strange. The feel of warm, smooth legs against her own was starting to become arousing. She knew she couldn’t stop this anymore. Not because she was unable, but because she didn’t want it to. She wanted to feel more of this strange feeling.

She never met anyone who touched her like this. Ashley was always afraid that if she ever dated a guy then he would eventually want to have sex with her, which meant that there would be a chance that he would be rough. She didn’t want her first time to be like that, so she ignored all the boys and just hung out with other female students. Was she a lesbian? If she wasn’t now, then she would be very soon.

Emily could feel her mistress relax under her body, and knew that she was becoming submissive. The maid released Ashley’s arms, which didn’t move an inch, and moved one hand down her stomach again, but this time she wasn’t stopped. Emily’s hand soon found Ashley’s pubic hair, with her soft sex under it. The maid began to massage a spot of flesh, which was just a quarter of an inch above Ashley’s vagina, with two fingers. The rich woman shivered slightly, but didn’t moan. Emily moved her fingers down a little lower, and found the spot that caused her mistress to moan. With a proud smile on her face, she continued to stimulate Ashley’s sex, causing her to moan a great deal.

“Do you know what that is?” Emily asked. “That’s your clit. I’m massaging it through your skin. How do you like it?”

“It’s…nice,” Ashley muttered. Her body was shivering and squirming under this new kind of pleasure.

“Just nice?” Emily asked, smiling broadly. “I guess I’ll have to do better, won’t I?”

Emily lowered her head down to the rich woman’s sex, the musty smell filling her nostrils. The maid gave Ashley’s vagina a soft kiss, causing her to giggle. She was ticklish down there. Emily wetted her middle finger with her saliva, and inserted into her mistress’s beautiful sex. Ashley suddenly cried out as her servant’s finger brushed against her bare clit. Emily continued to work the rich woman’s most sensitive organ. Then, after a couple of minutes of expert stimulation, the maid knew the time was right.

“Can I have sex with you?” she asked her mistress. Her eyes looked very cute from this angle.

“Y-Yes,” Ashley breathed. “Just be c-careful.”

Emily lifted one of her mistress’s legs up and hung it on her shoulder, saying, “Now, this’ll feel a little weird at first, but you’ll learn to like it.”
The maid moved her hips forward and pressed her sex against Ashley’s, causing the rich woman to cry out in pleasure. Emily was right, it did feel weird, but the sensation was bringing out something new from inside Ashley. The mistress let her body go limp as Emily continued to rub her smooth sex against Ashley’s. They both began to make their voices heard. While Emily was letting out small grunts and moans, her mistress was crying out in a way she didn’t think was possible.

“What’s this?” the maid teased with a smile. “Does the pure, high class woman like sex?”

“I c-can’t help it,” Ashley moaned. Her cheeks were fiery red, and her breathing was rapid. “I f-feels, oh god, so good. Oh, god!”

“I’m going to move faster now,” Emily said, “and I’m not going to stop until we both come, understand?”
Ashley nodded her head slightly, and said, “Please, be gentle.”

At her words, Emily began to increase her pace rapidly. Ashley cried out louder than before, and gripped the rug so tightly that she almost ripped it. The maid reached forward, and began to massage her mistress’s breasts, making sure to pay special attention to the nipples. Ashley soon started to move her body in motion with Emily’s. She was quickly getting good at having sex.

“How are you f-feeling?” Emily asked. With each motion, their vaginas rubbed up against each other, tickling their clits.

“I c-can’t hold back anymore!” Ashley cried out. “I feel hot! Oh, fuck!”

“Do you k-kiss your mother with that m-mouth?” Emily said in a smug tone. She slowed her pace, so as to prolong her mistress’s climax.

“Keep going,” the rich woman moaned. “Please, let me finish. Please!”

“Will you let me do this to you when I want?” the maid asked. “I could just stop right now.”

“No,” Ashley groaned. “Keep going. I’ll let you d-do it.”

“That’s better, Ms. Kingsley,” Emily said with a smirk. The maid resumed her original pace. Their most sensitive organs rubbed against each other, and Ashley could feel herself getting close.

“I’m a-almost there!” she moaned loudly. “Oh, Emily! I’ve n-never felt this g-good!”

“It’s okay, baby,” the maid breathed with a warm smile. “You can come now. Just, oh, let it go.”

Ashley gave out one final cry of pure bliss before going completely limp on the rug, but Emily wasn’t done yet. She gave her mistress a few seconds to recover before resuming her rubbing. She hadn’t come yet, and she wouldn’t stop until she did. Ashley shuttered under the extra attention. She was starting to become sore. Luckily for her, it only took Emily a few seconds before she climaxed. The maid collapsed onto her mistress, partially exhausted.

“How was that for your first time?” Emily asked, running a loving hand across Ashley’s cheek.

“It was…amazing,” the rich woman responded, breathing hard.

“Would you like to do that more often?” the maid asked, lifting herself up slightly.

“Um, sure,” Ashley said in a timid voice. Emily looked so powerful right now. “If that’s, uh, okay with you.”

“Then here’s the thing,” the servant said, lowering her head so that it was inches away from Ashley’s. “I have a couple of friends who need jobs. Can you find it in your heart to hire them?”

“Uh, okay,” Ashley said. She felt so small under her maid.

“Good girl,” Emily said, running a hand along her mistress’s cheek. “You really are a good person. From here on out, I will show you the ways of love.”

“Thank you,” the rich woman breathed with a cute smile. The two women kissed each other, feeling incredibly close.