I

“Ahmm, no, I mean, of course. I don’t want you to get sick,” she shakingly replied, remembering what Mr. Gab had just told her a while ago.

He seemed to have appreciated her reply as his usual cold face suddenly smiled warmly. “Now, let me help you remove your bathrobe, because of course, you will not soak in the pool wearing that, right?” he said with a hint of naughtiness on his tone, again.

“Oh, I can manage,” she said in resistance but his hands already moved and in just a millisecond her robe was already down the nearby lounge chair. He looked at her from her head down and then frowned when he saw her white shorts covering her bikini swimming attire.

“Really conservative, huh?” He chuckled.

“I … I just don’t want the guards to …” she was not able to finish her words because the Boss already captured her lips and kissed her with such passion that made her melt in his arms. She did not know how to kiss back, this is actually her first kiss, and oh, she did not expect that kissing is such a wonderful thing!

He deepened his kiss when he felt her not resisting. He let his tongue wander around her mouth until it caught hers. He gave her a torrid kiss as a finale.

After such passionate and torrid kissing, the Boss looked at her with that unwavering mischief in his eyes. “Let us go down to the pool and swim,” he suggested, and before she could protest, he already scooped her swiftly, to her surprise, and carried her down the swimming pool.

“Are you ready to swim?” he asked her while still carrying her. He did not put her down yet in the water.

“Yes, please put me down now,” she said feeling embarrassed. She knew that there are a few guards nearby.

“In a while, you seemed to be feeling not ready to dip in the water yet.” He continued to hold her in his arms.

“Oh, no need to carry me. I am fine, I am not cold, and I can swim now.” She stammered again and she wanted to reprimand herself, so with her wolf, Thella, who seemed to be doing a jumping jack in delight.

Without thinking twice, the Boss put her down in the water but wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer to him. “You think you can still avoid me now?” he murmured as he let his hands slide down her buttocks and pulled her much closer to him.

II

Gerthel gasped some air as her eyes grow wide. She felt his hardening manhood on her stomach as he is much taller than her. “Boss, let us swim,” she whispered with a shaking voice while trying to detach her body from him.

However, instead of letting her go, he lifted her up and cupped her rounded buttocks with his big hands. “Wrapped your legs around my hips, now,” he then murmured in an ordering tone but Gerthel did not move her legs.

“That was your Boss’ order, do it now!” he murmured again as he started kissing her neck.

Gerthel’s breathing became frantic as she tried to think wisely. “Hmm, Boss, let us save the best for last. Please do not take me now, not here, wait for a few more times then I would be the one who will offer myself to you voluntarily and gladly,” she murmured to him while cupping his face and looking at him with such eyes seeking patience and understanding. If she needs to use her charm in this way to persuade him to agree to her request, she will do so, with much more acting.

“Gaddamit. I will be going crazy, woman!” he hissed. The frustration was evident on his face.

Gerthel did not just easily give up. She looked at him, pleadingly, “I beg you, please? Is it not be more exciting if I will gladly surrender to you? Please spare me first today and I promise you, you will not regret it when our first time happens,” she said gently, still cupping his face with her hands, hoping that she could be able to convince him.

He stood there unmoving while his eyes were focused on her. He was looking at her with lust and some other emotions lingering in his eyes, that Gerthel could not comprehend completely. After a while, he sighed and nodded, “Alright, let us just swim now. I will be looking forward to that promise of yours, woman,” he said softly looking at her with squinting eyes. He patted her butt and motioned for her to swim.

Gerthel was able to breathe with relief. “Thank you, Boss. Come on, let us swim,” she said smilingly as she swam away from him. He followed her and after a few minutes, they were already enjoying the water, with the Boss taking some stolen kisses and touches on her, which she could not do anything but accept.

After more than half an hour in the water, Gerthel could feel the wind's coldness overwhelming her whole body already. “Enough for this swim, Boss. Let us dry ourselves now?” she said while she could feel that she was already starting to shiver.

Seeing that, she was getting cold already, the Boss nodded. "Come, let me help you up," he said as he offered his hand. Not thinking anymore, Gerthel took his hand and let him guide her out of the pool.

He then grabbed her white bathrobe from the lounge chair and put it on her. "Go to your room, and get a shower now. Then meet me at the balcony on the second floor, we will have some tea," he said and motioned for her to go.

"Thank you. If you will excuse me now," she said and then walked away from him.

He followed her back with his eyes, with his expression unfathomable. Then he got the big towel he threw on the other lounge chair a while ago and followed Gerthel.

I

He intended to follow Gerthel into her room. He is really getting hot and he wanted to ravish her. Watching her swaying hips, with just a bathrobe wrapped in her body, really turned him on.

However, he suddenly remembered what she told him and stopped walking. He closed his eyes while clenching his teeth and then made a slight turn. This time, he walked straight to his own bedroom.

He showered immediately while trying to release the heat overwhelming his senses. He could not fathom why he was able to agree with her condition. No woman was able to do that to him in her entire life. Women come to his bed willing and able. Always ready to please him, but this woman, this newly bought bed warmer of his right-hand man seemed to be making things difficult for him, but alas, he even got the patience, which he never knew, where he got. He is an impatient man, always, actually. He got what he wanted, anything, anyone, anytime, and anywhere. How dare this woman refused him. Her refusal was subtle that he could not fight against it or act against her wishes. He cursed under his breath and continued showering. “Don’t take too long to be ready for me, Woman!” he sneered while grabbing the white towel on the hanging rock.

On one hand, inside her room, Gerthel just finished showering too. She is undecided if she will still meet him on the balcony on the second floor. As much as possible, she wanted to be distant from him, otherwise, she might be able to give up her defenses so soon, which she really wished, will not happen.

She got a pair of sleeveless cotton T-shirts and leggings inside her wardrobe cabinet and wore them, without the intention anymore of meeting the Boss for tea time. She wanted to sleep and rest. It was just drinking tea and his right-hand man can join him in that.

Sleepiness was already starting to envelop her whole senses when she heard knocks on her door. She stiffens and alighted from her bed, in panic. “Could it be that the Boss was the one knocking? Is he angry that she did not come for the tea drinking time that he set tonight?” she thought while she walked to the door and opened it.

“Miss Gerthel, the Boss is waiting for you on the second-floor, balcony. Please hurry, he was there for around twenty minutes already.” It was the Chief Maid, who come to her room.

“Gosh, alright. I will go now,” she said and got out of the room, without anymore changing her clothes.

Stepping on every stair to the second floor, Gerthel heart was beating wildly. She did not see yet how the Boss got pissed off when disobeyed and she does not want to suffer any result when he got angry.

When she reached the balcony on the second floor, Gerthel take a few deep breaths to relax herself before she approached him.

“Here I am, Boss. Apology if I am late, I did not mean to fall asleep,” she readily said, offering her apologies.

He turned his head and gazed at her nonchalantly. “You seemed to have not known my rules yet inside this mansion,” he then said coldly. He stood up and looked at him with ferociousness. “I am finished drinking my tea, Woman and I don’t have the luxury of time to wait while you sip your tea,” he said further, and then he left her without looking back at her, even once.

II

Gerthel’s mouth became muted, while her feet seemed to have been rooted on the floor, where she stood. She followed his wide and straight back as he headed away from her.

In her thoughts, however, she found a relief that he left already. She then returned to her bedroom.

The Boss’ mood got worse when he noticed that Gerthel did not even bother to follow him to make further amends for her mistake. He wanted to curse the woman for being so defiant and hard-headed. “Maybe you need to feel my punishment, for you to remember to follow my orders and rules in this house,” he thought with his eyes squinting.

Before Andreitte could fall asleep, she heard knocks again on her door. With a bit of frown on her face, she alighted from her bed and opened her door.

“Miss Andreitte, what did you do to piss off Boss Dar?” It was Mr. Gab who came knowing on her door. His expression was cold and one of his eyebrows was raised while glaring at her.

She batted her eyes, unable to look into his eyes directly. So, the Boss’ name is Dar?“ she thought.

“Miss Gerthel! Are you listening to me?”

“Ohh, am… I mean, my apologies, I forgot that he invited me tonight for tea time on the balcony on the second floor. I slept, unintentionally.”

“Miss Gerthel, please be reminded that every word of Boss Dar should be followed. Any disobedience or defiance to his words means punishment or worst, death,” Mr. Gab’s tone this time was firm and authoritative, while his eyes looked at her with intensity.

“I apologize again Mr. Gab,” she bit her lips and bowed her head. She did not think that not seriously considering his simple tea time invitation would end her up in trouble.

“The Boss said, you will be punished Miss Gerthel,” Mr. Gab said in a fierce tone, that suddenly brought fear in her.

She looked up at him and tried to ask while controlling her voice to rattle. “What… what kind of punishment, Mr. Gab?”

“I do not know yet, you will know it tomorrow once Boss Dar called you.”

Suddenly, Gerthel saw herself in her imagination, being tied in both hands, with the Boss holding a long tail of the stingray, ready to whip her back. She batted her eyes, and then she closed them not wanting to imagine more of what will comes next.

I

Early in the morning, loud knockings awakened Grethel. She opened the door and saw that it was Mr. Gab again. As if totally awakened, she guessed what Mr. Gab’s presence this morning means then.

With eyes fearful, she asked, “Mr. Gab, goodness, would my punishment starts now?”

“Yes. I have here with me, Ms. Dahlia,” Mr. Gab said while glancing at the woman beside him, which Gerthel did not notice from the onset.

“Oh, nice meeting you, Ms. Dahlia,” she said with an embarrassed tone. She did not notice her a while ago.

“Ms. Dahlia, I will leave you now with Ms. Gerthel. Just explain to her why you are here,” Mr. Gab said before he turned his back on the two women.

“Ms. Gerthel, would it be fine to meet you at the third guest room from here after one hour? I was told to teach you, how to please a man,” Ms. Dahlia said with a smile. She seemed to be just comfortable with what she said but Gerthel on the contrary was shocked upon hearing her uttered words.

“What?” she asked furrowing deeply.

“Just see me in the guest room, I mentioned a while ago after one hour. I will explain everything to you there,” Ms. Dahlia said smilingly again and then walked away after excusing herself from Gerthel, politely.

Gerthel got inside her room with creases on her forehead getting deeper. To satisfy her curiosity about what she heard a while ago from the mouth of Ms. Dahlia, she showered quickly and dressed up then went to the guest room specified by Ms. Dahlia. But suddenly, she felt her stomach rambling.

She looked at her wristwatch and noticed that she still has at least twenty-five minutes before the designated time allotted to her by Ms. Dahlia to see her. She decided to eat breakfast first.

“Hello Ms. Gerthel,” the Chief Maid who saw her enter the dining area, greeted her.

“Hello, I need to eat my breakfast in twenty minutes. Can you please give me the easiest way to eat breakfast?” she said while forcing a smile to the Chief Maid.

The Chief Maid nodded and then suggested.“Alright. How about a waffle, hot chocolate, and a banana?”

“Yes, those food you mentioned are just perfect.” She then sat on the chair and waited for the food to be served to her.

Just a few seconds and she was already eating her breakfast. In fifteen minutes, she was able to finish her food. Just as she was standing from her chair when the Boss suddenly entered the dining area and looked at her coldly.

“Good morning, Boss Dar,” she said greeting him with a small smile.

He just looked at her and asked for a coffee from the maid standing near him.

She excused herself from him but just like before, he just looked at her coldly.

II

After knocking thrice, she enters the guest room where Ms. Dahlia was waiting for her.

“Here I am now, Ms. Dahlia. What was it that you mentioned a while ago? Kindly clarify,” Gerthel immediately said.

“Ms. Gerthel, we will start your training this morning, then in the afternoon, before the sun sets, you will be cleaned and beautified to the liking and satisfaction of the Boss,” Ms. Dahlia stated as she motioned to Gerthel to sit on the long couch inside the room.

Gerthel gulped some saliva, fears started to creep into her body.

“Ms. Dahlia, can I, I mean can I request from you not to train me at all? I know what to do. I can please a man in my own way?” she asked nervously but she tried to hold her chin up.

Ms. Dahlia laughed at her upon hearing her request. “No, I cannot do that, or I will be a slice of dead meat. I am here to do my duties and that is to teach you how to please a man in the most desirable way. By the way, Ms. Gerthel, are you still innocent when it comes to satisfying a man’s lustful desires?” she asked, calmly.

With her face extremely blushing, Gerthel nodded.

“Oh my! Anyway, don’t worry Ms. Gerthel, the Boss is a good and gentle lover,” Ms. Dahlia said in a whispering manner.

Gerthel’s eyes grew wide as she looked at Ms. Dahlia with suspicion. “Ms. Dahlia, don’t tell me that you are one of the mistresses of the Boss? Have you been on his bed before?”

Ms. Dahlia shook her head with a controlled giggle. “I wish I did, but he never invited me yet. I will be much willing, just in case,” she said almost laughing.

In a way, Gerthel felt relieved. She could not fathom what to feel just in case she will learn that the woman in front of her has had a love-making moment with her second chance mate.

“Ms. Gerthel, let us start the training now,” all of a sudden, Ms. Dahlia said. “By the way, do you at least have any experience caressing a man’s chest or holding his manhood?” Ms. Dahlia asked such a question like it was just a natural question again but Gerthel was shocked once more. She looked at Ms. Dahlia with eyes as wide as a saucer.

“What are you talking about, Ms. Dahlia?” with a furrowed forehead she asked the woman, who claimed to be her trainer.

Ms. Dahlia, who seemed to like Gerthel at the onset that she saw her, smiled at her and then whispered something in her left ear.

“Ms. Gerthel, you need to gently caress the chest of the Boss. You can do it in a circular motion then you have to crawl your hand or hands down to his manhood. You have to gently hold it, massage it, and then…” Ms. Dahlia said then she paused for a while.

With her face burning like a fire already, Gerthel said, “Ms. Dahlia that was so gross!”

Ms. Dahlia could not control her laughter anymore. After calming herself, she moved her head, and when her mouth was so close already to Gerthel's right ear, she murmured something to her again.

“What? Goodness! You are just joking Ms. Dahlia, right?” Gerthel said aloud and in panic mode.

Ms. Dahlia shook her head. “No, I am not joking Ms. Gerthel. To please the Boss and in order for him not to punish you further, you have to do what I have just whispered to you.”