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“It's all so dull, so gray!”

Maud stands at the window, looking out into the rain. Dense drops fall on the barren walls of Bryer. Her face is reflected in the glass.

“Tell me something, Susan,” she murmurs, ”I want to hear something other than my uncle's books. Tell me...a love story.”

Susan swallows hard as she remembers her role.
“I know one about a young, lonely lady and a gentleman, miss,” she begins to tell.
Maud's cheeks turn a warm red. But hers go pale and cold.

Much rather...much rather she would tell of maid and mistress.

“It's all so dull, so gray!” Maud stands at the window, looking out into the rain. Dense drops fall on the barren walls of Bryer. Her face is reflected in the glass. “Tell me something, Susan,” she murmurs, ”I want to hear something other than my uncle's books. Tell me...a love story.” Susan swallows hard as she remembers her role. “I know one about a young, lonely lady and a gentleman, miss,” she begins to tell. Maud's cheeks turn a warm red. But hers go pale and cold. Much rather...much rather she would tell of maid and mistress.

#ao3 #fanfic #sapphic #femslash #drabble

No 6 of my #fingersmith series: #amaidsduty : Telling Stories:
"Maud asks Susan to tell her a story":
archiveofourown.org/works/58245070

This one is SFW!

Mistress - Maids - Master/Servant - No Sex - Pining

Read it if for some longing #wlw

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Hot steam, splashing. Maud slips out of the towel, climbs into the bath that Susan has just poured. Waves lap against her body. Susan dips the sponge into the soapy water, massaging foam into her wet hair. Pleasant, sensual drip on bare skin. Maud's senses dawn in a haze.

Suddenly Susan's hands move on, stroking down her collarbone, kneading breasts, tickling nipples. Electrified, Maud leans back, flooded with lust, spreads her legs. The hands quickly plunge into the water, diving for Maud's pearl. Maud moans - and opens her eyes.


Susan's hands rest chastely on her shoulders.
“Miss, you've fallen asleep”

Hot steam, splashing. Maud slips out of the towel, climbs into the bath that Susan has just poured. Waves lap against her body. Susan dips the sponge into the soapy water, massaging foam into her wet hair. Pleasant, sensual drip on bare skin. Maud's senses dawn in a haze. Suddenly Susan's hands move on, stroking down her collarbone, kneading breasts, tickling nipples. Electrified, Maud leans back, flooded with lust, spreads her legs. The hands quickly plunge into the water, diving for Maud's pearl. Maud moans - and opens her eyes. Susan's hands rest chastely on her shoulders. “Miss, you've fallen asleep”

#ao3 #fanfic #sapphic #femslash #drabble

No5 of my #fingersmith series: #amaidsduty: BATHING

"Maud gets bathed by her maid with consequences":
archiveofourown.org/works/58208995

Bathing/Washing - Mistress - Maids - Master/Servant - Wet Dream

Read it if for some warm and liquid #wlw

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Shiny strands, shimmering, flecks of light in dark hair. Susan runs the brush along Maud's head, up and down, up and down. Brown curls lie softly in her hand, tangling around her fingers. Susan can't resist playing with them, tousling them, combing them with her fingers. She can't resist picking up a strand, sniffing it. Maud's wonderful scent, Maud's wonderful hair. Susan would love to gently pull her back, bend over Maud, kiss her forehead, her nose, her mouth. Gently, Susan strokes Maud's ears, gathers her hair, runs it through her hands and ties it up in a tight bun.

Shiny strands, shimmering, flecks of light in dark hair. Susan runs the brush along Maud's head, up and down, up and down. Brown curls lie softly in her hand, tangling around her fingers. Susan can't resist playing with them, tousling them, combing them with her fingers. She can't resist picking up a strand, sniffing it. Maud's wonderful scent, Maud's wonderful hair. Susan would love to gently pull her back, bend over Maud, kiss her forehead, her nose, her mouth. Gently, Susan strokes Maud's ears, gathers her hair, runs it through her hands and ties it up in a tight bun.

#ao3 #fanfic #sapphic #femslash #drabble

No4 of my #fingersmith series: #amaidsduty: HAIRSTYLING

"Susan brushes Maud's hair...":
archiveofourown.org/works/58228825

Mistress - Maids - Hair Kink (sort of?) - Hair Brushing - Unresolved Tension - Master/Servant

Read it if for some hairy #wlw

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Tighter and tighter. Maud moans in a whisper, barely audible as her breath is choked, almost a halt in pulsating senses. The corset clings tighter and tighter around her. Her chest is squeezed harder and harder. Deeper and deeper the silk straps lace naked flesh. Susan's fingers skillfully pull, tie, knot. Susan's slender, thieving fingers. Touching taut, bulging skin. Beads of sweat underneath. Maud's other pearl is also wet, hidden deep in lace lingerie.
“That good, mistress?” Susan asks.
“Tighter,” gasps Maud, hoping her secret won't be revealed. Breathless, dizzy from jerking and lacing, she comes close to release. Susan

Tighter and tighter. Maud moans in a whisper, barely audible as her breath is choked, almost a halt in pulsating senses. The corset clings tighter and tighter around her. Her chest is squeezed harder and harder. Deeper and deeper the silk straps lace naked flesh. Susan's fingers skillfully pull, tie, knot. Susan's slender, thieving fingers. Touching taut, bulging skin. Beads of sweat underneath. Maud's other pearl is also wet, hidden deep in lace lingerie. “That good, mistress?” Susan asks. “Tighter,” gasps Maud, hoping her secret won't be revealed. Breathless, dizzy from jerking and lacing, she comes close to release. Susan

#ao3 #fanfic #sapphic #femslash #drabble

No3 of my #fingersmith series: #amaidsduty: CORSET

"Maud gets the corset laced by Susan - with Side effects":
archiveofourown.org/works/58198819

Maids- Mistress - Master/Servant - Corsetry - Light Bondage (Sort Of)

Read it if for kinky #wlw!

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Soft, smooth, cool. Susan's fingers glide over the fabric. Snow white, fawn, sky blue. Shiny silk, iridescent in the sunlight. A tingling in the fingertips. Goose bumps. Pulsating in the hands. The fabric splits, spreads fivefold. Five fingers of silk. Susan's hand encloses them. Groping, caressing, dreaming. Touching each one, fondling. Pulsating not only in the hands. Deeper... deeper.... Carefully, Susan takes the glove from the cupboard, caresses her own cheek.  Fantasies of a different , a living hand. Breathless. Then suddenly...

"Susan?"

Startled, Susan wheels around

"Excuse me, Miss!" she murmurs, curtsying, and hastily throws back Maud's silk glove.

Blushing.

Soft, smooth, cool. Susan's fingers glide over the fabric. Snow white, fawn, sky blue. Shiny silk, iridescent in the sunlight. A tingling in the fingertips. Goose bumps. Pulsating in the hands. The fabric splits, spreads fivefold. Five fingers of silk. Susan's hand encloses them. Groping, caressing, dreaming. Touching each one, fondling. Pulsating not only in the hands. Deeper... deeper.... Carefully, Susan takes the glove from the cupboard, caresses her own cheek. Fantasies of a different , a living hand. Breathless. Then suddenly... "Susan?" Startled, Susan wheels around "Excuse me, Miss!" she murmurs, curtsying, and hastily throws back Maud's silk glove. Blushing.

#AO3 #fanfic #wlw #sapphic #femslash

No2 of my #fingersmith series: #amaidsduty: SILK GLOVES

"Secretly, Susan opens the drawer to Maud's gloves. She has no idea that she is not alone."
archiveofourown.org/works/49618237

Glove Kink - Mistress/Maids - Silk Kink - UST - Secrets - Dirty Thoughts

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“Quick, the medicine!”

Maud's eyes are wide open. But not because of the nightmares. Greedily she devour Susan, who opens the bottle. Greedily, she licks the juice off the spoon, grabs Susan's hand.

“Please, stay with me,” Maud pleads.
“If you wish, miss,” Susan replies hesitantly, but her eyes are shining.

A smile is on Maud's lips as her thoughts drift off into the land of dreams.

Susan's face against the curve of her neck, Susan's arm under her head, Susan's breasts at her side, Susan's hair against her cheek, Susan's foot intertwined with hers.

Finally... finally Susan is hers.

“Quick, the medicine!” Maud's eyes are wide open. But not because of the nightmares. Greedily she devour Susan, who opens the bottle. Greedily, she licks the juice off the spoon, grabs Susan's hand. “Please, stay with me,” Maud pleads. “If you wish, miss,” Susan replies hesitantly, but her eyes are shining. A smile is on Maud's lips as her thoughts drift off into the land of dreams. Susan's face against the curve of her neck, Susan's arm under her head, Susan's breasts at her side, Susan's hair against her cheek, Susan's foot intertwined with hers. Finally... finally Susan is hers.

#AO3 #fanfic #wlw #sapphic #AO3fiction #femslash

Since people don't read my #fingersmith vanilla - kinky maud/susan #drabble series about I'm gonna post it here! Look into #amaidsduty!

No1: Medicine
archiveofourown.org/works/58482196

Mistress Maids Sharing a Bed Sleepy Cuddles Master/Servant

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