Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

While the St. Claire's had chosen to stay in their fief for a little longer, the same could not be said for the rest.

Marquess Samed with the Tanners, the Zavanths, and even the Kirons had already begun their journey back to Amarthea soon after the Decree had arrived.

Those noble families who stayed in Amarthea and only visited their native fiefs once a year were the ones who were rushing back to the place they called home.

They wished to return to the Capital to resume their daily life there once again and this sentiment, many nobles shared.

Thus, as Rutherford had expected, the routes leading to Amarthea were as congested as ever due to the long lines of carriages traveling on it.

Therefore, his decision of staying put for a few more days was the right one.

Just like the St. Claire's family, another family had also chosen to stay back in their native fief for a little longer.

However, their reason for staying back varied from Rutherford's.

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In a brightly lit room, the sounds of constant slapping noises were heard, loud enough for those outside to decipher what was going on inside.

However, the presence of the Butler standing guard outside the door of this room made it possible for the people inside to act as they pleased without caring about their chances of being discovered.

Throwing caution to the wind, the two inside the room were lost in a world of their own.

"Mmnn… Master… Slow down…" A weak mewl was heard in the room but the slapping noises did not slow down.

Following the same pace as before, the man was thrusting forward with reckless abandon into a woman who was bent over the desk before them inside this room.

He neither cared for the woman before him while she whimpered and begged for him to slow down, nor did he worry about the loud moans she was beginning to let out as time passed by.

His lips curved into a lascivious smirk and his eyes were clouded due to the pleasure he was experiencing right at this moment.

His throbbing member could feel the heat coming from the woman bending forward before him.

That heat enveloped him and the slight quivers coming from her were something he had not felt in a long time.

His fingers gripped her slender waist as he held her in place, thrusting forward with all his might.

He could sense that he was approaching his climax which only hastened his pace and he hurried his movements as though his life depended on it.

The woman who had been begging for mercy to be let off earlier was now whimpering and moaning as she had drifted off into the realm of pleasure she was experiencing thanks to his vigorous efforts.

She had come over here to serve her Master some afternoon tea but she was serving him something else right now.

The time taken to change her purpose of arrival was short but she had no complaints as this was something she had been hoping would happen all along.

However, she still pretended to be startled by the sudden advance her Master had made on her and even appeared to be hesitant to go along with his plans in the beginning.

Yet right now, she was moaning and writhing under him as this was right where she wished to be.

The man, her Master, was speeding up his movements and she knew just what would happen next.

To aid him in this regard, she clenched her walls around his hard and throbbing member to trap him and keep him right where he was at this moment.

Sadly, her attempt to keep him inside was bound to failure as the man yanked himself out of her soon after she had changed her approach.

She could hear grunts and moans coming from behind after which she felt streams of hot viscous liquid landing on her exposed back.

His ragged breaths engulfed the room which was slowly regaining its former tranquility.

The Master's eyes landed on the masterpiece he had created on the maid's back and a sly smirk formed on his lips.

He had felt how this maid had clenched during that last sprint but also knew that no matter how good it felt, he could not indulge himself to that extent.

It would be a disaster if she got pregnant from this incident as his wife would never tolerate this.

His sneaky deeds needed to be kept a secret from her and an unwanted pregnancy from this maid would ruin his hidden privileges of gaining pleasure whenever he could and also his reputation which he would not allow.

Thus, even when he was lost in his indulgent actions, he was cautious enough to not finish inside her.

The maid who had now slumped onto the desk, laid there with her eyes shut as she tried to regain her strength.

This messy desk with files thrown around inside his office where they were currently at was the proof of their intimate yet secret act.

It was his first time taking this maid but he knew that this wouldn't be the last time he would be doing this with her.

'How have I not noticed this maid before?' He wondered as his eyes roamed around her naked back and lower body.

Her feet were trembling as she slumped onto the desk which made him proud to witness what he was capable of.

Tucking his now spent member into his pants, he buttoned himself up and became the proper-looking Master of this household once again.

Noticing his actions, the pretty maid lowered the gown which her Master had raised to gain easy access to her body earlier.

Her back felt sticky due to his bodily fluids but she could not do anything about it right now.

'I can wash it off after I leave.' She decided to remedy this predicament but the excitement in her heart for what she had achieved today was constantly running on her mind.

However, none of those expressions appeared on her face.

Instead, she looked bashful after what had taken place and the Master had also taken note of this.

"The tea has become cold." The man mentioned while glancing at the tray that she had brought over to his office.

The maid blushed as he had not consumed the tea but her instead.

"I shall replace it right away, Master." She bowed in apology but the man just shook his head and asked to let it be.

Pulling her close to his body, he held her slender waist in his arms and leaned closer to her.

"Bring the tea tomorrow as well." He commanded in a whisper as he had plans which involved similar acts like the one they had just completed.

Even an oblivious and slow-witted person could grasp the implication hidden in those words.

The Master was pleased when he noticed that she wasn't too slow and had realized what he was expecting of her.

Thus, he smiled when she lowered her head and nodded slightly which he assumed to be her shy demeanor, making her look even more desirable in his eyes.

However, her lowered head succeeded in concealing the victorious grin and the pride in her eyes which he had failed to catch sight of.

"You may return now." He instructed as he went back to his seat behind the desk that they had just used to support themselves on.

The maid adjusted her clothes to look proper before she bowed to her Master whom she knew she would be seeing more often from today.

Turning around, she could feel his watchful eyes glued on his back to which she did not forget to sway her hips while stepping towards the door.

Just as she was about to leave, she heard his voice which caused her to pause.

"You never mentioned your name." The Master reminded as she had not yet introduced herself.

A glint of victory flashed across her eyes but she regained her innocent appearance before turning to look at him once again.

"Paula, Master." She uttered her name with a blush covering her cheeks.

The Master nodded his head and waved his hand, gesturing for her to leave.

As the maid exited the door, the Butler standing outside escorted her away safely as it was his duty to make sure that no one caught wind of the secret activities his Master took part in behind the Madam's back.