Tooru peeked her head into Shigure’s study. He was bent over his computer
typing away his concentration fully focused on the screen ahead of him. The
girl shifted the laundry basket uneasily on her hip. She didn’t want to
disturb him while he was working... She’d better come back when he wasn’t
there. She sighed softly. Shigure’s room was such a mess; she hated to seem
him work in such clutter. She’d already cleaned the rest of the house
taking the opportunity to get it done while both Yuki and Kyou were out of
the house. She cared for both the boys dearly, but they tended to be more
hinder then help in that sort of situation. Tooru began to back away from
the door trying to decide what to do next. The laundry was hung outside,
lunch preparations were already in hand...
“Tooru-kun?” Tooru looked up to see Shigure looking over his shoulder
at her.
“A~ah! I’m sorry Shigure-san! I didn’t mean to disturb you while you
were working!” Shigure smiled to see her instant apologetic blush.
“Was there something I could do for you?” Shigure peered at her over
his glasses, he held his hands over the keyboard as if he might continue
typing any moment.
Tooru stepped into the doorway more fully, showing Shigure the basket
of folded laundry. “I was just going to put away your laundry, and maybe
tidy up the room a little. But I don’t want to be a bother, I can come back
later.” She turned to go.
“Tooru-kun is never a bother.” Shigure assured her. He gestured to
the mounds of dirty dishes on the edge of his desk, the papers and clutter
on the floor. “This is a bother! If Tooru-kun doesn’t mind picking it up I
won’t mind seeing it go. I’ll keep working if I’m not in Tooru-kun’s way.”
The girl smiled as she stepped into the room. “I’ll be very quiet and
not disturb Shigure-san while he’s working.” Shigure chuckled indulgently
as the girl carefully tiptoed over to his closet and opened it up.
He went back to work paying not attention to her as she put away his
clothes.
Tooru tried to be as quiet as a mouse as she put away Shigure’s
clothes. She carefully folded his kimonos into the small chest in the
closet. She hung up his few white button-down shirts, carefully smoothing
out the creases. She moved some of the clothes aside on the rack to make
room for more of his things when something bright blue caught her eye. What
was that hidden in the back of the closet? That didn’t look like a color
Shigure would wear.
“Uu-aaah!” Shigure looked up in surprise. Tooru stood looking over
her shoulder with a guilty hand slapped over her mouth. “I’m sorry Shigure-
kun! But it’s so cute!” She turned and held up a hanger.
Suspended on it was the maid outfit he’d bought but never given her
for White Day. Deciding that discretion was the greater part of valor, he
had decided not to give it to her. If Yuki or Kyou had ever seen the gift,
his life would not have been worth a dime. She didn’t seem to realize what
kind of outfit it was. Was she truly that innocent? Shigure felt the
mischievous, devious side of him awaken. Kyou was gone for the night,
training with his master. Yuki had said his duties with the spring festival
committee would keep him till well after dinner. This kind of opportunity
couldn’t be passed up. He waited for the inevitable question.
“But...Shigure-san. Why do you have such a dress?”
Shigure tried to look as chastised and guilty as possible. “I’m sorry
Tooru-kun! That dress is a great shame to me. I meant to give it to you for
White Day, as a thank you for your delicious chocolates.” He deepened his
puppy dog look. “But then I thought you might not like it, so I was afraid
to give it to you.” Tooru looked at him wide-eyed, her mouth hanging open
in distress. Well, he thought, in for a penny, in for a pound. “Aaaah.” He
sing-songed clapping a hand over his heart and gesturing to the heaven with
the other, “how I dreamed of the day you’d wear it for me and call me
Master! It makes my old man’s heart beat fast.”
“I’ll go put it on right now!” Tooru dashed out of the room, as eager
to please as ever.
Shigure sat frozen in his last position, hand still over heart, other
poised to the heavens. She couldn’t possibly. Not even Tooru was that
naïve. But if she was-
“Ano...Shigure-san.” Tooru poked her head around the door to his
study. “I’m sorry, but I think it’s too small.” She came slowly around the
corner and Shigure was suddenly glad there was a desk over his lap. The
dress was tight, but it was intended to be so. It was a parody of a maid’s
uniform. The skirt was short and hung stiffly away from the body offering
tantalizing glimpses of panty at the slightest bend of the body. It had a
small apron, the bottom a half-circle and belted with a ribbon that
emphasized her tiny waist. The torso of the dress was scooped and sculpted
to show off Tooru’s “charms” to their best advantage. It provided two handy
half-cups that ended about midway up the breast. It had a more than
slightly opaque top lacy top that stretched from the cups to a loose
neckline. Shigure goggled. He was sure that Tooru usually wore a bra, but
the design of the outfit would have shown off her bra straps so she
obviously had decided to go with out. Evidently she was feeling a little
chilled in skimpy dress.
Shigure closed his rapidly drying mouth. “No, no! It suits Tooru-kun
very well!” The girl uncertainly fingered the apron, “That I would get to
see this pretty Tooru-kun, it’s like a dream come true.”
Tooru blushed. “Really? Thank you Shigure-san, for the lovely
present. I’ll try to be just like a real maid while I’m wearing it.” She
gave a little curtsy and said in her formalist voice, “I’ll continue
cleaning your chambers, Master.”
She bustled over to the closet and bent over to pick up the laundry
basket, completely unaware that this offered the startled author a full
view of her dainty panties. She picked it up and placed it outside the room
and began to pick up discarded papers and clothing on the floor. Shigure
watched her bobbing rear make its way around the room. The reality was so
much better than the fantasy had been.
Tooru looked up to see Shigure staring at her. “Am I bothering you,
Shi- umm...Master?” She’d paused in mid-bend and the dog was transfixed by
the panties that hugged her most private of curves.
Shigure made a dissenting noise. “No...just thinking
about...something.” he looked down at his computer. “Please continue.” He
dropped his hand to his lap and pushed aside his kimono. This was too good
to pass by.
Tooru picked up the last of the clutter on the floor and dumped it
into the trash bin by the desk. She gathered up the dirty dishes on the
side of the desk. Shigure looked at her reflection in the computer
monitor... The loose collar hung down and the man could see much more than
he’d ever thought possible when he’d seen the dress on the rack. The member
under his hand twitched at the sight.
Tooru tried to think of what else a maid would do. “Would Master like some
tea?” Shigure just trusted himself to look at her and nod. She bowed giving
him another tantalizing view of her cleavage. She straightened and walked
out of the room, her hips unconsciously swaying under Shigure’s gaze.
Tooru walked down the hall wondering at the weird twisting feeling
she had in her stomach. She felt very strange in this dress. There was air
touching parts of her she wasn’t used to. Her breasts rubbed up against the
fabric of the dress and made her hyper aware of her nipples. Shigure-
san was giving her strange looks that made her feel that twisty feeling all
over. She stepped into the kitchen and realized that lunchtime had crept up
on her before she noticed. She made up the tea tray and carried it to
Shigure.
She kneeled and placed the tray with in reach of the author on the
floor beside him, but didn’t pour the tea. “Shi-” Shigure gave her a sudden
sharp look and she corrected herself. “Master, it’s almost lunch time. It’s
just Shi-” this time she corrected herself. “It’s just Master and I today,
so anything Master wants to have for lunch is fine.”
Shigure had reached his limit. He took off his glasses and leaned on
one hand, the other still hidden behind the desk. “Ne....Tooru-
kun....anything is fine?” He gave her a long enigmatic look. He looked
somehow...dangerous.
Feeling sure that she didn’t know the real question she was
answering, Tooru replied “Yes, Master.”
In one breathless moment Shigure wrapped his hands around her small
waist and lifted her effortlessly up. Placing her on the table in front of
him he slid his hand up and rubbed her nipple through the cloth.
“Anything....?” He rumbled and leaned forward to flick at it through the
thin cloth with his tongue. He looked up at Tooru through heavy lidded eyes
as his mouth worked the nipple.
“Ano...Shi...Shigure-san...”
“Ne...Tooru....” Shigure ran his hand down her thigh and quickly
under her skirt, his other hand replacing his mouth at teasing her nipple.
Pressing his hand against her mound he was pleasantly surprised by the
dampness he found there, “You promised you’d call me “Master” while wearing
that.”
Had she promised? It was hard to think with Shigure’s hands where
they where. She’d never felt anything like this before. If Shigure said she
had promised she must have. “Y-yes...Master...”
“It’s just Tooru-kun and I for lunch...” Shigure repeated, “Where
should I start?” He rolled her nipple between his fingers making her gasp.
“With an appetizer...” He squeezed with his other hand making her squirm.
“or the main course....” He smiled wickedly at Tooru and took his hands
away leaving her breathless. “As usual, the lunch Tooru-kun presents is
delicious.”
He looked her over and Tooru couldn’t help her breath from speeding
up. He seemed to come to a decision and placed his hands on her shoulders.
Tooru looked up at him and her breath stopped. He came down on her mouth
and forced it open roughly. Unskilled at this, or any kind of, play Tooru
let him have complete control of her mouth. Shigure let his hands wander
down to her breasts and began kneading them and rolling the nipples in his
fingers. He pinched one of the nipples and enjoyed her squirm and gasp. He
bit her lip gently and allowed her to finally gasp for air. He moved down
her neck, murmuring “So... delicious...”
Tooru’s arms moved out of instinct and Shigure was immediately aware
of a problem arising. He grabbed the shoulders of her dress and pulled
down, forcing her back against the desk. The neckline of the dress plunged,
and Tooru gave a little yelp as her breasts were suddenly exposed. The neck
of the dress stretched, but only to a point. A panicky Tooru found her
elbows pressed back and together by the constrictive dress as it was pulled
in directions it wasn’t meant to go. “Shi-....Master...” her breaths were
coming in gasps, the dress was practically cutting off her air supply
making her feel more light headed and floaty than she had before. “My
arms...”
Shigure’s mouth had reached the hollow between her breasts and his
hands were moving down her arms to rest lightly on her waist. He lifted his
head and looked up at her. “Tooru-kun can’t move them?” His head dipped to
flick a nipple with his tongue and his hand came up to give the other one a
pinch. Tooru squirmed and her shoulders thrashed back and forth as she
tried to free herself from the dress. “Good.” He ran his other hand along
the inside of her thigh and lowered his mouth again to her nipple. “It
would be bad....if Tooru-kun was to embrace me...” He said between rolling
the nipple between his teeth and tongue. “at the wrong time...” His other
hand tested the edge of her panties.
Tooru’s legs had started to squirm and suddenly went still. In this
position...that kind of accident she didn’t want. She gasped and arched as
she felt Shigure’s long fingers rubbing her through her panties. His hot
mouth was still on her breasts, kissing and licking between the two. His
clever fingers teased around her panties, gently stroking and probing.
Finally pushing the panties aside he slid his thumb against her little
button. Pressing if firmly and rhythmically he enjoyed watching the girl
squirm and squeal. She had obviously never experienced this before. Shigure
pushed her a little further onto the table and sat back himself. He
carefully worked down Tooru’s panties.
“Ne, I think I’ve had enough of the appetizers...”
Tooru squeezed her eyes shut as she felt Shigure’s breath on parts of
her she’d hardly ever felt air on. When she felt his warm tongue against
her slit she thought her heart was going to stop. “Master!” She gasped. She
could feel him smile against her and Shigure really went to work. His
tongue dipped inside her and her whole body shook. She wasn’t even capable
of speech at that point, but her little grunts and gasps seemed to please
him just as well. Tooru felt as if her whole body was going to fly apart.
Shigure could tell what was coming even if she couldn’t and sped up the
movements of his mouth. As he felt her tighten he took two of his fingers
and worked them inside her.
Tooru came explosively when she felt his fingers work their way
inside and his mouth sucking on her button. Shigure hardly had to move them
to cause shudders through her body. He loved the feeling of her grasping
him and trying to hold on. He loved seeing her quiver from just the
slightest movement of his hand. He gave her a minute to catch her breath
and her pulse to slow before he removed them completely. Tooru felt the
sudden emptiness and made a small sound of protest. He stood and grasped
her by the waist and slid her off the table.
Settling her on her knees and letting her rest her back against the
table he stood. He looked down at her appreciatively. Her arms were still
trapped behind her in the dress, forcing her to jut out her breasts. Her
panties were around her ankles and he relished the smell of sex in the air.
She raised her head groggily and looked at up him and his already hard cock
jumped. He placed his hand on her head and gently guided her to look in the
right direction.
“Ne...Tooru-kun, you haven’t had your lunch yet.”
Tooru looked hesitantly at the cock before her. She’d never done
anything like that before. She’d never even thought about it. Shigure gave
a gentle but insistent nudge to the back of her head.
“Aren’t you hungry Tooru-kun?”
Tooru opened her mouth hesitantly and gave it a little lick. It
jumped and she became fascinated. She leaned forward a little and licked at
the head like an ice cream cone. The taste wasn’t as unpleasant as she’d
thought it would be. Shigure let her tease at the head for a little while
before the sensation became too frustrating. Understanding that she had to
be shown what to do, he guided her mouth onto the shaft.
Shigure groaned as she caught on and began to move her mouth over his
cock. It was too much for her to take very far in. But she seemed to
understand that moving her head and her mouth to give attentions to the
whole thing not just the head gave him pleasure. Shigure could feel himself
twitching and ready, but he didn’t want Tooru’s first time to end that way.
He pushed her back and was gratified to see her looking distressed. He gave
himself a moment to calm down by turning her to face the table.
Sitting down behind her reached around to caress her breasts. He was happy
to see that her nipples were already hard again. She’d been as excited by
their play as he had been. He dropped a hand to her lap and she
automatically spread her legs to give him access. He fingered her pussy
till it was sopping and dripping around his hand. He alternated between
playing with her button with his thumb and thrusting his index and middle
finger inside her. When she began to actively move against his fingers, and
her little gasps had turned to needy moans he knew she was ready.
“Ne...Tooru-kun is a dog...right?” He asked as he grabbed her by the waist.
He lifted her up and pushed her against the table, placing his knee between
he legs he moved them apart. She found herself sprawled against the table,
the cool surface making her skin pimple and her whole body shiver. He
lifted her ass a little higher in the air. He gently kneaded her ass and
took his hand and began to run his fingers around her slit, just barely
teasing her button and clit. He got to his knees and positioned himself.
“I’m a dog too....” He let the head of his cock rest just barely at her
entrance. “We should do it like dogs...” and began to work his way inside.
She was so tight. He pushed a little in, and them pulled out. She gasped
and squirmed. At first he thought he must be hurting her, then realized she
was squirming towards him, trying to take more of him in. He pushed in let
her adjust to him and pushed in further.
“Shig-”She started then gasped as he pushed against her button with one
hand and pushed in a little more forcefully. “Master...” She corrected
herself. “Master.”
He began to pump in and out and she chanted to the rhythm, “Master. Master.
Master.”
She couldn’t know how that excited him. He grabbed her by the back of her
dress and pulled her roughly up. He sat back so that she was riding his
cock. In this position she was in control. She raised herself up, and then
lowered herself down. Shigure groaned, it was torturous. She did it again,
that same slow motion. “Master...” she breathed completely absorbed in the
sensation. Unable to take it any more he reached around and put one hand to
her clit and the other to her breast. He forced her rhythm by working at
her clit and pinching at her nipple. “Master! Master!
Master!Master!Maaaassterrrr!...”
Tooru came, even harder than before. She took Shigure with her, her tight
pussy clutching around him. The fell forward, Tooru against the table, and
Shigure barely putting his arms up against its edge almost fell into her.
Slowly withdrawing from her he sat back against the table. She lay panting
against its surface, completely exhausted. The cool table felt good against
her overheated skin. But she felt as if her chest was being crushed. She
struggled upright, so hard to do with out her hands, and sat up.
Tooru felt two large hands come from behind her and idly roll her nipples
between his fingers. “Ne, Tooru-kun...” Shigure’s mouth nibbled at the back
of her neck.
“Yes, Master?” Tooru felt giddy and like she was going to faint. Again?
Shigure felt a tired twitch between his legs at the word and knew Tooru
would have felt it against her backside. “Lunch was tasty, as expected from
Tooru-kun.”
“Yes...Master?” that same twitch again. “Thank you...Master.” She felt it
for sure that time.
“It may be a little early to think about it...”
“Yes...” the pause was palpable “....Master?”
Twitch.
“So what do you have planned for dinner?”
“Well...” Tooru shivered. “It’s just...Master....(Twitch) and I for
dinner.” She bit her lip and flushed, embarrassed at her body’s response.
“So anything......Master.” it was less of a twitch and more obvious now.
“anything Master wants is okay.”
~FIN~
A.N. This idea has been kicking around in my brain ever since I saw that
dress pop up in the anime and manga. Please forgive me. MONA MADE ME DO IT!
Don’t expect any more stories like this one.
