The 'Maid' and the 'Duke'

It was all innocent cosplay, wandering about in the woods in little teams of 2, sometimes 3 participants, playing hide and seek in the many hidden brushes, following uncharted little paths, hiding behind solid groups of trees. She met her teammate only a few days ago, being an Italian interpreter for him for two days. They somehow touched on the subject of playing roles in life, and he told her about this cosplay weekend. She really liked the idea of participating with such a large group of people in this extensive old and very dense German forest.

They had walked around hiding and searching, while they softly spoke about different angels to take related to how they had dressed themselves, her Italian teammate being dressed like a 'Duke' and her dressing like a Dutch 'maid'. Her gown was of a very simple weaved linen, and whenever her vest opened he would notice the colouring of her nipples shining through the fabric, making it obvious to him she wasn't wearing a bra.

From her waist down the dress turned into pleats, showing only her Xero Z-Trail sandals covering her feet. At the back, the pleats wrapped in two layers at her waist, making it easy to open the dress from behind to do whatever required her legs to have enough space in any direction. All in all the dress complimented her body well. She acquired her costume from a Cosplay specialist and she told her recently befriended customer how she relished in becoming any role she had chosen to play. Like taking a holiday from her normal day-to-day reality. She gave examples of becoming the person she had been playing as a role, and how she would often dare to do the most unthinkable things that she wouldn't dream of doing in her day-to-day life. When he asked some details what those unthinkable things might be, she blushed, saying "I wouldn't dare to tell anyone about that".

Thinking things over, her client wondered more and more about what she wouldn't dare tell anyone. While continuing their stalking through the forest in search for other teams to take captive, he thought up a story of the 'Maid' being rude to him. "She wouldn't" she reacted when he told her his idea. The 'Duke' then started treating her worse and worse, until she got really angry and called him a 'No good son of a whore'. After she played that out, he grabbed her arm and made her turn her face away from him, facing two Birch trees in front of her. He dominantly commanded her to kneel down. After she obediently kneeled before him, not being able to see his actions behind her, he grabbed two of the ropes they were carrying for taking other team members captive.

She meekly resisted when he tied both her wrists to the trees in front of her. He teased her that she was now helplessly available at the mercy of her proprietor. She laughed nervously, asking what her 'Duke' wanted to do with her. He told her he was going to punish her for her very rude behaveour. "Does that mean you are going to spank me, ... Sir?" she asked rather worried. Her Cosplay partner was stricken with the idea, imagining how it would be to spank his lovely teammate out here in the woods. "That is precisely what I have in mind, you rude slut" He kneeled behind her and very slowly pulled her dress open to the sides, obviously teasing her with her powerlessness to stop him from doing that. "Oh God, No" she reacted with a soft voice, but she proved indeed to be fully into her roll, being the 'Maid' that wouldn't even think about stopping her 'Duke' from giving her the punishment she obviously deserved by being so rude to him.

While opening her dress teasingly slow he imagined how she dreaded the punishment. He would give her a few slaps on her butt and he became curious what her underpants would look like. He started to move more and more into the role of the 'Duke' that would have the power to make his 'Maid' do whatever he wanted her to do. Her docile behaviour, letting him open her dress without any resistance excited him more than he had dared to imagine.

After taking his time to open her dress, thinking and feeling all these emotions, he was stunned to find no panties under her dress. He was looking at a pair of totally naked buttocks and wonderful legs, tightly closed in her kneeling position. So it wasn't the spanking that worried her, but much more the discovery that she's not wearing any underwear under her dress. "I wanted to feel how it is to be totally naked under this dress" She almost whispered. "It's no fun for me, unless I can step fully into my role, imagining I'm really the Maid of an Italian Duke, some 100 years ago. I'm sure they were all naked underneath, especially in Italy" she continued apologetically.

The 'Duke' laughed, saying "I'm sure they were!" in the meantime slowly opening her dress a little wider. In reaction to his hands opening her dress wider, her voice trembles when she says "I ... want ... to be honest ... about this" Her partner expects her to say she doesn't want this to continue, especially when she hesitates with a trembling voice. But then she tells him that she loves every minute of being totally naked under this dress, especially in this large and dense forest. Then, with a blush, she confesses "I'm really excited ..." She pauses "... daring to do that ..." It's as if she's waiting for the right words to say. "... in the company of so many strangers around us ..."

The 'Duke' interrupts her, saying "I'm happy to learn my Maid is so very sincere!" at the same time opening her dress even wider to the sides, enjoying the exciting view on her pretty muscular and entirely naked ass. She continues, hesitating in between the words she's saying "... and even more to be alone in the woods with my client ... that I met just a few days ago ...," She turns her head to the left, looking back at her naked buttocks now fully exposed to her client. "without any of you knowing .... until now ..." She looks at his hand holding on to the left half of her naked butt, "... that I'm totally naked under my dress". She turns her head to the right "... and now it has become .... she goes on saying "a huge challenge for me ..." while looking back at the other side of her naked behind, ".... not to stop this right now..." She stares at the other hand touching her bare flesh, ".....but truly submitting myself to be your obedient servant today ..." stating with a determent tone in her voice: "... that is to be totally naked for real!"

"As you should be, my lovely maiden" the 'Duke' replied, feeling his manhood grow thick and solid. "Naked under my dress I mean". she corrects herself. Her addition only results in her teammate imagining her being totally naked without her dress. Before his disciplined mind can stop him, her client rubs his hands over her naked butt. She doesn't make a sound and she doesn't move. It really feels as if he is in full control of his 'Maid' as her 'Duke' and that she will let him do anything he wants without any protest. To test that revelation, he tells her to open her legs. "Yes..., Sir..." While he keeps his eyes and his hands on her naked butt, she moves her left knee a little, followed by her right knee. No resistance, no reply, no question why from her side. His brains are going through a lightning fast process of doubt, fear, desire, lust, craving, appetite, eagerness, and anxiety before decisively demanding with a quiver in his voice "Are you testing your Duke?" "No Sir!" she answers softly.

His heart is pounding when he tells her dominantly "I want to see you open your legs for me as wide as you possibly can!" Without any protest, she opens her left leg, both knee and foot, much wider, followed by her right leg, saying "Yes... Sir..." in a submissive tone of voice. His hands never left touch with her gorgeous butt and her legs are now open wide in an almost 90 degree angle. He relishes the sight and her unquestioned obedience. "Quindi, come ti senti, essendo di proprietà del tuo Duca come mio servo sottomesso, compiacente, obbediente, umile e deferente?" he asks her. (So, how do you feel, being owned by your Duke as my submissive, compliant, obedient, humble and respectful servant?) ".... Proud .... Sir" she answers with the same determent tone of voice when she talked about being "totally naked for real!!"

Her client looks at her wonderful naked body from her hips down to her feet, in awe of her wide open legs exposing every detail of the area between them. He grabs a firmer hold on her buttocks and slowly pulls them apart with his thumbs opening her labia, fully exposing the most intimate entry into her body to him. Again no resistance from his teammate. He notices her nether lips shining with moist as they open up in reaction to his thumbs pulling them wider. "And how do you feel, having your most intimate parts so openly available and so helplessly exposed to your sole proprietor?" he asks inquisitively.

She whispers an answer he cannot clearly hear and he lightly spanks her butt with his hand, telling her with a stern voice: "Speak out loud, my servant!" She blushes like a beetroot when she answers "I ... feel .... excited .... Sir!" Her teammate feels more and more invigorated about the submission of his Cosplay partner, getting completely absorbed in her role as his subservient Maid. He realises his words and actions come by instinct in reaction to his 'Maid' playing her role so determent, without holding back.

"Well then, I'm proud to own you as my totally obedient and humble servant!" "Thank you Sir" she anwers with a soft voice. Her confession that she feels excited by having her most intimate parts so openly and helplessly exposed to him, together with her docile behaviour, pushes her client further beyond his moral and intellectual upbringing. "As my property you can be rest assured that I will protect you with all my might, as I trust you to do anything I tell you as my subservient Maid. Is that clear?" She turns her head to the left, asking with a trembling voice "Anything .... Sir?"

The brains of the 'Duke' are processing like lightning and he hears himself answer to her "Yes my Dear! If you truly feel you need to be totally naked under your dress today….," she immediately gives some affirmative nods in response; "...being proud to really be my subservient Maid right now…," again she responds with affirmative nods and her cosplay partner pauses as if he is being rushed from within with the following words "...and you are honestly excited to have your most intimate parts so helplessly available and so openly exposed to me?" It takes her almost a minute, before she answers with a prudent tone "Yes ... I feel all of that ... Sir".

Again her client feels like he is listening in awe to the words that come out of his mouth. "In that case, yes! As your Duke I really own that totally naked body under your dress and I trust you to do anything ...." He rubs his hands over her naked behind when it feels like some extra words are to be said. "... and to have anything done with you ...." She looks over her shoulder with a worried look. "... as long as it does not harm your body with skars that stay". She stays silent, listening to the echoes of his words that have a mind of their own. He wonders if her silence is her way of submitting to his words. Wanting to be sure, he says "If you are truly proud to be my subservient Maid that's excited to have her naked body so openly exposed and so helplessly available right now, I want you to repeat to me that 1. you will do anything I tell you, and 2. you will have anything done with you whenever I tell you, as long as 3. it does not harm your body with skars that stay".

Again only silence. "If you do not repeat those 3 statements to me, we will stop this adventure right now!" he tells her, being determent to know if she dares to go on. "Can you prompt each of the 3 sentences.... Sir?" When he prompts her the first sentence, she confirms with conviction: "Yes Sir, as your subservient Maid I will truly do anything you tell me". When her 'Duke' repeats the second, she responds "Yes Sir, I will have anything done with me when ever you tell me, as long as it does not harm my body with skars that stay!". "Good!" her 'Duke' answers. "Maybe just one more thing to add, Sir" she suggests softly, talking in the direction of the trees before her. "Yes?" he asks. "It terrifies me to be so recklessly indulgent to your wishes," she speaks slow, as if tasting every word she utters. "... but my desire to really experience being your fully submissive and obedient Maid without restraint feels inescapable for me"

She looks around when she continues "My body will surely shout out in fear...." She looks up at the trees. "... but I will be disappointed if you stop when I cry out to you..." Now the 'Duke' stays silent, waiting for her to make whatever point she wants to make. "So I trust you will never stop because of me crying or asking ...." That's when her teammate starts looking worried. "... unless I use the word 'Gallafur' ..."

"'Gallafur?" he asks confused. "Yes, he was a knight in the Perceforest: The Prehistory of King Arthur's Britain". she answers. "But that's not important. I'll use his name only when I want to stop whatever I'm doing or whatever I'm having done to me by your will... Sir." She looks back over her shoulder without being able to see him. "Please agree and let me get on with this frightning adventure as your totally willing and obedient servant..., please? Sir?"

"Okay. 'Gallafur' it is." he answers, savouring her wish to "get on with this frightening adventure" as his totally willing and obedient servant! "And Yes! I won't stop for anything else you cry out, beg or ask me, however painful, embarrassing, insulting, abusive or nefarious it will be for you as my accommodating servant! Correct?" There is no answer. He slaps her right buttock hard this time, asking again "Correct my servant?" Her butt makes a swift move away from his hand, but still no answer.

"However "painful,..."" he continues saying when smacking the other side of her naked butt, ""insulting, ..." -Smack- ""dreadful .."." -Smack- ""abusive, "..." -Smack- ""overwhelming ..." -Smack- ""humiliating ..." -Smack- ""forbidding" ..." -Smack- ""disgraceful" ..." -Smack- "and "excessive..." -Smack- "it's going to be ..." -Smack- "feeling your totally naked body helplessly exposed ..." -Smack- "when I decide to rudely cut and tear away your dress completely ..." -Smack- "presenting your most intimate parts" -Smack- "...so openly available" -Smack- "to anyone I want" -Smack- "whenever I want" -Smack- "where ever I want" -Smack-

With every smack on her quickly reddening butt, the hips of the 'Maid' move away from the hand spanking her, resulting in a sensual dance of her gorgeous butt, without her saying a word. Her 'proprietor' continues, saying "So Yes! Since you do not object to anything I told you I will do today,..." Still no reaction from his 'Maid'. "...including tearing away your dress..." He can't believe she doesn't object to any of his threatening remarks. ".....and presenting your most intimate parts to anyone I want,...." Still no objection. "....I solemnly swear I will not stop this frightening adventure unless ..." The 'Maid' finally utters breathless "unless I say that One word, ... Sir" Her teammate is stunned by her answer after his many words, challenging her to say "No" or 'Not that'. For a moment he thinks of dominantly sliding his fingers into her, but his instinct tells him otherwise.

"Then I will now do what I'm expected to do in my role as your Proprietor!" He rips a small branch full of leaves off the birch tree that his 'Maid' is tied to. "Are you ready for your punishment now?" he asks "No....!" she shouts out in fear. Immediately her client doubts about going on.... But she doesn't use the code.... "...or ... maybe ... yes, ... Sir. Yes ... I'm ready for your punishment now" she answers in a docile tone of voice.

"Don't make a sound" he says, before he whips her on her buttocks with the birch twig. The leaves make a 'swooshing' sound and when they hit her behind, it sounds like a witches broom cleaning the street. She moans heavily with her mouth tightly shut. "Do you think you deserved 8 lashes with this birch twig for calling your 'Duke' a 'No good son of a whore'?" Her client realises he has totally surrendered to whatever comes to mind. She tries to look over her shoulder and he notices her tears. He's really astonished when she answers "8 strokes would definitely be the least that I would have to undergo for such an insult Sir" nodding her head in affirmation. He surrenders to his role and whips her buttocks another 3 times. He pauses and rubs his hand over her naked butt, feeling the heat radiate and watching the purple and read markings from the whipping. Having a rock hard cock from everything happening, he can't stop himself from sliding his hand between her legs. She moans in quite a different way and his hand is flooded with her juices.

The area between her legs indicates she is very, very sexually aroused! "Please finish my punishment..., Sir?" she begs softly. The 'Duke' stands up, dizzy from the impressions of everything happening and whips her even stronger than before. With each lash, she keeps her jaws together. He watches her tears flood down her cheeks, feeling sorry for her, but when he thinks of her vaginal fluids flooding down her legs, being aroused from this punishment, he decides she somehow enjoys it, adding more and more energy to his own arousal.

After she received 8 lashes, he watches her cry for a moment, still kneeling in front of him with her naked behind openly exposed and her wrists tied to the trees. Again he follows his instinct on his next step. He softly rubs her red and purple butt again, triggering a sensual moan from the 'Maid'. Taking that as a confirmation of his instincts, he pulls down his pants and briefs. "Now I will do what I should do in my role as your owner!" "Oh God" she whispers breathless, when her teammate opens her lower lips with his thumbs. He watches her vaginals fluids dripping along the sides of her legs, showing him she's as aroused as he is. When her client enters his cock into her dripping wet cunt, she looks flustered when she reacts with soft protest "No! Non voglio! I do not want to!" followed by a moan that sounds as if she is verily enjoying it. "But I cannot stop you!" Her body moves sensually, not shouting, cursing, fighting or resisting the 'Duke' his actions. "And me instead, ..... Yes My Love!" the 'Duke' replies, delighted that she does not use the safety word.

It feels like the 'Duke' has released the Beast inside and the Dutch 'Maid' moans "Oooohhh .... mmmmm ...." The 'Duke' grabs her hips and forcefully pulls her wet pussy over his cock. "Prendi Puttana" He now fucks her dominantly. "Take it you gorgeous slut!". "Oooh... Sweet Mary, Mother of Jezus" The words sound as if they aren't spoken, but that it escapes her lips.

"This Body and This Cunt will Always be Mine Now!" is what the 'Duke' growls before he starts grunting, shooting his seed deep into her body. She gasps out loud "Yes…. Please.... Sir!", throwing her head backwards "Use me as your willing servant!". Her body starts shaking more intense and then she shouts out loud “My Body and My Cunt are yours for the taking!”. The echoes of her words are ringing around the depths of the forest when she moves into an ecstatic orgasm, impaled by her 'Duke'! “Aaaaahhhooooo, please make me do ….whatever you want me to!“ Her body spasms when she gasps "You Own Me!"

That's when the bushes suddenly rustle from three different sides. Another Cosplay team of three men charges forward. Two of them constrain the 'Duke' and the third one restrains the 'Maid', cupping his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming. Within seconds the 'Duke's' hands are tied behind his back, while his cock is still engaged into the 'Maids' body. When he starts to shout foul Italian words to his assailants, one of them pulls a rag out of his backpack and swiftly ties it between the jaws of the scolding 'Duke'. His cock pops out of his 'Maid', who is shouting behind the hand that's covering her mouth. She's violently moving her body in different directions to wriggle herself out of the hands that hold her. Another rag is tied between her jaws as well.

[…to be continued…]

As we started the continuation of this story* we encountered several junctions in which the story becomes breathtakingly exciting for the maid, but also seems to become physically and emotionally challenging, painfully humiliating, intensely embarrassing and even horribly dangerous for the maid. How unrestrained sexually and physically dangerous will we let it go. We will choose the ending to always be positive, but what happens in between? Please share your thoughts in your comments below the story... Friends suggested one or more of the following:

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* The man holding the 'Maid' down speaks out to her "What a lovely invitation you have shouted into the forest my lady" She tries to look backwards, while trying to bring her legs together at the same time, but her 'Duke' is still standing between her wide open legs. "Let us see what we have here". A double folded rope suddenly appears in the man’s hands and he quickly fastens her knee to the tree before her. He tells the other two men to tie her teammate to a tree behind her, while he already moves to tie her other knee. After they have succeeded to tie her aggressively fighting client to the tree, they all move behind the lady with her legs fixed in a wide open position with her body bent over forward, having her most intimate parts being openly exposed to them.

"So how about making your wishes come true?" says the man that has been doing all the talking upto that moment. He moves around one of the trees to which the lady is tied to and steps forward. He opens the little vest over her breasts and the men whistle appreciatively when they see the coloring of her nipples shining through the fabric. "Well, well, well, this roleplay participant is walking around in the forest, with only this very thin summer dress and a little vest covering her naked body?" Her nipples are turning hard, while she looks back at the men with trepidation as well as excitement and she seems to nod a little in affirmation....