*Small body, light hair, quiet, diligent, loyal. Maid and attendant*

Despite his station there were still women beyond his reach. Indeed, it made them all the more appealing. Interestingly, there now a girl of low position but high potential who he was definitely interested in but certainly had no chance with in a fair situation.

Ava was small for a woman, but proud and somewhat aloof. He’d known from the moment he met her that she would not trade favors for advancement, even under threats of dismissal or worse. Instead he did what he did best and hatched a plan. He arranged for two pieces of jewelry belonging to the Lord’s daughter to be stolen. One piece was to be discovered in Ava’s belongings, causing her be taken into town and put in the stocks; another was to be returned secretly while she was being punished to be discovered the next morning. It would appear to everyone as if a different thief had hidden one piece to divert suspicion from thermals before returning the other piece out of fear. If all went well, Ava would be pardoned by morning.

Wearing a simple disguise, he made his way to the stocks in the dead of night, long after anyone would still be gawking at her. Approaching quietly, he paused to admire her body. Ava’s only clothing was a short night gown, barely covering her, ending high on her pale thighs.

Although she had a strong and proud persona inside the Lord’s house, she was completely unused to the heat and appeared very weakened. With no clothing or shade, her pale skin was slightly reddened on her calves and neck, and now she shivered in the cool night’s wind. Adding to her already weakened state, she also had not eaten or drank the whole day.

He bent and removed food, water and wine. Careful to keep his face hidden, he held the waterskin to her lips. She woke softly, too drained to speak and too thirsty to question his motives, sucking eagerly at the water. He next fed her a piece of bread before giving her more drink, but now from a wineskin instead. She was unwilling to take any at first but he persisted. He knew she wouldn’t need much as she was not a drinker, but he wanted her just drunk enough to keep her body relaxed and memory foggy. He put the skin down and undid his pants. He fed her leftover chicken before positioning himself directly in front of her.

She had just enough time to swallow the food before he entered her mouth. Assuming it was more drink, she allowed him inside until she noticed the different size and taste. Startled, she tried to escape on instinct but was held in place by the stocks. He’d slid a thin bridle in case she panicked and bit him. Pulling the bridle behind her head, he forced her mouth open.

He directed her unwilling efforts, making it clear that she had choice but to follow his lead. He’d rub on her tongue and inside her cheeks, then plunge farther inside to get her used to her new role. Ava was quickly overpowered by the wine, her resistance ceased and she took a more active role.

Ava’s technique was amateurish but quickly developed into a pleasant method. She licked, swirled and sucked. He was impressed by her quick learning, attributing it to her drunkenness and unfamiliarity with alcohol. He removed the bridle and was happy, she took him back in without hesitation. He held the back of her head and pushed in, and she let him. He imagined she was closing her eyes behind the blindfold and thinking of someone she liked. Maybe himself? Unlikely, as they rarely interacted and she was entirely focused on her duties.

He was thrusting deep inside her mouth and to her credit she was managing pretty well, maybe even enjoying it because of the alcohol. This was, after all, her first time drinking and he had certainly seen stranger things in his life. He pulled out and she gasped for breath, panting softly. He walked around behind her and raised her clothes, exposing her. He put his hand on her thigh. While he took in the view, she leaned into his hand, forcing him to stroke her bottom.

Holding her by the hips he slowly thrust inside her. Taking it slow he built up speed, while she rocked back into him and bit her lip to keep from moaning. He slapped her thighs hard, she whimpered and moaned, now Ava couldn’t contain herself. From his sustained efforts he made her enjoy herself despite the circumstances, and she shuddered violently but quietly.

He decided that was ready for the next step so he began lubricating her, pulling out quickly and reinserted there slowly. She was startled and jumped a little, perhaps not knowing such a thing was possible. She squirmed beneath him but had nowhere to go. He held her hips in place and stroked her reassuringly

Ava had made an effort not not make any noise, only doing so when overwhelmed. Now she wasn’t even trying to hide the fear, and was whimpering in pain with every thrust. He could see her eyes were shut tight and her face was turning red. He saw tears welling up. Although he felt guilt fire the pain he couldn’t help but become further aroused. He decided to give Ava a short break, her breath coming in tagged gasps. She didn’t cry out but he had pushed her to the limit. He groped and slapped her ass and pulled her head back by her short hair. He firmly gripped her by the ass and head before sticking it back in deep and slow.

He now began to thrust as fast and as hard as he could without hurting her too much, her pained whimpers growing louder. He roughly squeezed her ass and pulled her head back as he came deep within her. Ava broke down and groaned, those three actions in tandem were finally enough for her to cry out for the first time that night. After a few moments he cleaned them both and dressed. Before he left he gave her the rest of the wine, rendering her unconscious.

Ava was back in the castle the next day and back to work the day after, displaying no signs of fatigue from either the day in the stocks or the night with him. He had been careful to leave her as unhurt as possible, wishing he’d had the strength to satisfy himself with her in a better way. Life went on as usual but he noticed at dinnertime Ava was now drinking wine, and seemed to be watching him.