“It fits well” commented the attendant, her cat like ears perking up slightly as she gave a smile that revealed her sharp teeth, Mia’s joy was infectious. Lucy turned away and left the room, going to tell the seamstress the fit was right, and place the rest of the order. As the door shut behind the attendant, Liana stepped up beside Mia, who turned as she saw her mistress approach in the mirror. With a gentle hand the princess brushed a stray lock of hair away from the girls face. “Thank you for the clothes Ma’am” said Mia, blushing slightly at the touch. She gave a curtsy and Liana laughed. “You look very fine Mia, perhaps you will thank my properly later.” Mia blushed all the more at Liana's roguish smile. Mia did not think she was ever likely to get used to Liana’s bedchamber. She had cleaned the princesses chambers, of which there were a great many, for months now, but she had never been in the bedchamber before she was offered the position of bedmaid. Her heart fluttered a little at the memory of that evening. Lucy had told her that Liana’s previous bedmaid had done little to please the princess, having been assigned by her father more to watch over his daughter than to serve her. Liana had never called her to her bed. Perhaps BDSM it was a sign of his resignation to Liana’s stubbornness that the king had allowed his choice to be dismissed. Pleasing or not though, the old maid had certainly done a good job of the cleaning. The room was large with a soft white carpet and shining white walls, decorated with intricately painted floral patterns. The desk, dresser and cupboards were of dark mahogany, carved with ornate decorations, brass fittings polished to a brilliant sheen. The room was dominated by the biggest bed Mia had ever seen. A four poster complete with satin sheets. The evening light gave the lace curtain that hung over the one large window an orange tint. Mia lit a splint from the little candle she held and went cutie from wall to wall lighting the gilded asian lamps. As she finished, the door swung open and Liana entered, immediately reaching up and removing her hair pins, letting her deep red locks cascade down over her shoulders. Mia blew out the candle, placed it on the dresser and stepped up to take the pins from her Bondage mistress. Liana gave her a grateful smile. As Mia placed the jeweled pin into a box on the dresser the princess flopped onto the bed in typically unladylike fashion. Mia returned and crouching to unlace Lianas high boots. “Father is tedious as always. I do believe he has given up on the suitors for the moment, but he does not let me forget the subject.” Mia frowned as the princess spoke, not from any annoyance at her, but the thought of the suitors filled her with worry. She still couldn’t quite believe she had come to be so close to the the beautiful Liana. She had watched her from afar for so long, and over the last few days she had worried often that they would be parted. Lifting her head from the soft bedding Liana saw her servant’s frown and laughed. “Don’t worry Mia, I won’t be running off with any prince. As I said, even father is japanese starting to give up on the idea.” Mia smiled again, removed the boot and started to unlace the other. After that one was removed, she stood and went to place the pair in the little cupboard beside the door. When she turned back Liana was standing with her back to her, hair lifted away from her shoulders. Heart beating a little faster Mia began to unlace the princesses’ dress. As she loosened the ties the dress slipped down to rest on Liana’s pale shoulders. He laughs. I felt like I was looking at a different person than the one I’d japanese woke BDSM up with that morning. “Well it’s Bondage you in the pictures young lady,” he said. The heavy metal door slammed shut as they left. “She’ll take my coin as payment,” I said firmly, “she’d be run out of her den if she took unwilling men.” “You should asian have done it before he pissed. They walked as fast as they could to his house, excited knowing that they had all day alone together and Sarah cutie said she felt naughty and grown up and knew that this would be a day that she went further than she ever had before. Taking your time or what? I buried my cock into her depths again and again. A youngish gray being, stepped out pointing its weapon at Sam.