You visibly squirm and nod your head.
She laughs then takes charge leading you back to the Master bedroom.
She looks you up and down and licks her lips "Hmm maybe show me your feminine wiles"
You gulp and do a somewhat nervous striptease. You then stand frozen in anticipation, naked, vulnerable, and willing for Liadne to touch you, to fondle and to pleasure you.
To your surprise she goes to a dresser and calmly selects a bra and panties from it. She then takes the bra and places the fine straps over your quivering shoulder without a word, and with a touch as delicate as the morning mist.
She then pushes your ample breasts into the cups of the bra and she does she lingers before smoothing the band and securing the clasps, letting her warm scented breath wash over the nape of your delicate neck. Your soft gasp is music to her ears.
She then stoops in front of you holding out the waist band of the soft flimsy panties she has selected for you to wear.
After you obligingly step into them she draws the panties up and over your knees, then lingers at your thighs, letting her nails scrape gently over your lily white skin. By that stage she almost has you in raptures.
Looking into your eyes, she raises herself up drawing the panties tight into your crotch, then with a possessive smile, presses her palm to your pubic bone and slowly hooks her fingers below.
You cannot hide your shameful wetness, which seeps into the gusset of the panties and dampens Liadne’s finger tips that press and tease you so. You can hardly stand; your legs weak and wobbly.
She then softly whispers into your ear. “Will you give yourself to me, Mistress? Will you be mine?”
She then eases you slowly back to the bed and draws down your panties so they hang loose just above your and gives you a sardonic smile “Well, Jawla I am still waiting, tell me; tell me you are mine.”
Helpless wet and eager laying limp in her arms, your whole body quivering with excitement and anticipation, you breathlessly gives her the words she wants “Yes, yes… I am yours.”
The clearly practiced touch of Liadne soon has you writhing beneath her panting and twisting, as her fingers toy and tease. Descending to tongue you, Liadne hears your satisfying groans and moans. Your juices flowing as you buck and squirm. Moments latter your orgasm explodes and you lay there wasted, softly moaning, your lust sated for now.
Liadne grins content that her trophy is secure, she rolls to her side and places a kiss to your lips. Your somewhat weary eyes look up at her as she smiles down at you and strokes your hair from your face and declares “There will have to be changes, Mistress.”
You gulp and ask "Changes?"
She nods "Yes dear, for starters I expect you to remain in this skin, will you do that for me?"
You nervously nibble your bottom lip "Well, whilst we are in here I will"
She smiled and nodded her head satisfied with that "So time in here is different isn't it?"
You nod back "Whilst we are in here it is like time remains still back in my compound"
She smiled "So we can stay for as long as we like and no one would be wiser?"
You nod "Yes indeed"
She giggled "Well Jawla, I want to stay here for some time and whilst I will remain your maid for now I do expect you to help out a little is that also okay Mistress?"
You shrug your shoulders "Sounds fair to me"
The next day you begin to assist Liadne with the daily routine of cleaning and running the house, in order to receive your nightly sexual rewards from her.
That night also saw some changes in the bed chamber, too. It was you who was pleasuring Liadne as much as her pleasing you. She also asked "Mistress will you agree to call me Mistress when you service me in kind?"
You ponder that