"Mistress Harriet, is there something I can help you with?" The angel stepped calmly over to Harriet. "I know that you wished to talk to Sammy privately, but she seems to be very earnest about having some privacy. Perhaps it's best to have a talk with her later about it?"
The angel tried to say the right words to calm her mistress down without forcing the obvious, though unknown issue with the alien maid.
Back in her room Sammy Leans back against the door, her breathing coming fast and her heart racing. The alien maid guesses she's now in extreme trouble for not only trying to flee the dinner table without being excused by Harriet but for running away and hiding herself from the mistress when confronted about her behaviour.
Sammy's entire being is conflicted over the matter; her lifelong maid training tells her to adhere to her mistress' demands even though she'll surely be punished for her disobedience, though reasoning that Harriet may be lenient given Sammy being new and may just be going through a slight culture shock. On the other hand the maid's own common sense tells her that it would be unwise to confront Harriet given her current sexual desire, though she has managed to suppress her urges thus far, so perhaps several more minutes to clear the matter up wouldn't hurt.
Though Harriet's threat of opening the door up herself should it come to that snaps Sammy out of her thoughts, the possible intrusion sending the alien into an even deeper state of panic. After several minutes Sammy finally comes to a decision, and stepping away from the door she lets out a sigh. Unsure of whether it's the best decision to take Sammy decides it's currently best to show Harriet just what the problem is. A click can be heard as the alien maid unlocks her bedroom door, though she only opens it up an inch or so. "A-alright... I'll, I'll let you know what the problem... is..." Sammy says quietly, her voice barely audible as she tries her best to suppress the lewd sounds threatening to burst from her. "B-but you've got to come in here... alone..." She stresses the final word, knowing that the mistress has company though unsure who it is exactly.
The angel felt a pang of jealousy and suspicion at the thought of the mistress going off into the new maid's room alone. She also couldn't shake the feeling of something possibly dangerous happening to the mistress. Guardian angel senses were tingling.
"Whatever secret you have, it can't be that bad, Sammy -- and in the case of it really being THAT bad, I strongly advise not going in there alone," she added hurriedly to Harriet.
Micra managed to test the waters just fine - Harriet's worries of the android malfunctioning in the water proved to be baseless. However, when she got out and reached for her towel to cover up and/or dry off, there came a splash from behind her. When she turned to look, she saw an unfamiliar man had appeared on the far side of the spring! He was looking in the opposite direction, but - apparently sensing something, he turned around, and saw Micra.
the man - well-built and muscular, with short brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and bandages around both legs - let out a loud "AAAGH" of surprise. The yell drew the attention of the rest of the girls, and the man screamed even louder when they came in, too.
"W-w-wait... i-it's not what it looks like, I swear!"
Rin might recognize the man as the same one she'd seen when Domonic took her to get her eyedrops, while Rosa might recognize his shriek as the same as the one that came from the garage, after she'd found firewood and met Alfonzo. Of course, as brief as their encounters had been, they just as easily might not remember anything, as well.
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Harriet let out a small "eek" when Mae spoke behind her. "Oh... hello, Mae," she said lamely, caught in a rather unpleasant situation as she was. "No, not particularly," she said, in response to Mae asking if she could help. "Not unless you can phase through walls, or something. And privacy? At this point, Sammy's lucky I'm not broadcasting over the speakers," Harriet said, raising her voice so the alien could hear the threat. "Anyway, I trust you, Mae, so don't go anywhere."
At any rate, the Mistress seemed to calm down after Mae got there - at the very least, she wasn't pounding on the door and yelling anymore, doing instead with impatiently tapping her foot on the ground and rubbing her chin, plotting. That relative calm wavered, however, when Sammy opened the door and stated her condition before she would open up.
Harriet jammed her foot into the small gap in the door as best she could, and grabbed the doorway, to keep it from closing with her fingers as well. With a rather forced smile, Harriet spoke. "Sammy, my dear, I don't know how granddad does it at his place, but here, you don't tell me what I've 'got' to do. Every minute I spend dealing with you is another minute I could be spending in that nice hot springwater outside watching the sun set, and I'm pretty sure that whatever your problem is, I've seen it before. Now, open this door, and let me fix your major malfunction." At the slightest hesitation, Harriet would add, "Let me put it this way - you said Rin helped you unpack, didn't you? Wouldn't it be a shame if you had to pack up again so soon?"
Silence from Sammy. She knew what Harriet said was right, and as a maid she shouldn't have demanded anything of her mistress. The door suddenly loosens up as the alien maid steps away from it, a soft noise, like material dropping can be heard coming from the other side of the door. Should Harriet decide to come in she'd see Sammy standing in the center of her room silhouetted by the light of the setting sun, her panties around her ankles and the skirt-part of her maid outfit lifted up. What would draw Harriet's attention, and Mae's should the angel enter the room as well, is that between the alien maid's legs is a fully erect penis, approximately ten inches in length and currently glistening with pre-cum.
"T-this... this is why I tried to r-run off..." Sammy's head is turned away in shame as she bares her unnatural appendage, or at least in terms of humans, her face clearly crimson from embarrassment and lust even as the setting sun casts her in shadow. "T-that spicy... I-I-I think it d-did this to me..." Glancing over at Harriet the alien maid bites her lower lip as her penis twitches every so often, eager to feel the warmth of the ladies now occupying its owners room, hunger in the alien's eyes. "I-I need time to release this feeling... O-otherwise... I don't want t-to attack any of y-you..."
The bath area seemed quite pleasant, but Rosa still took some precaution and opted to go into the bath while wrapping her form into a towel, as she had some characters in Japanese animes do. It was a suitable thing to do in her mind, even if it looked a bit silly to the common American. There was plenty of towels in the locker room, so drying up afterwards would be of no concern as well.
But it seemed like they were not alone. Upon entering a bit further, there was a loud sound of surprise as another resident of the house was utterly caught of guard by the girl trio. For some reason, the screech had a familiarity about it, Rosa had heard it before. Not really caring about her near-naked state, the glasses maid decided to approach this bather. "It's not what?" she threw in a point-blank question. "I believe your name is Richard?"
Mae followed behind Harriet as the mistress forced her way into Sammy's room, intending to try and be a mediator on behalf of Sammy while at the same time being ever present to protect Harriet if she needed it. Her eyes widened however at the sight of Sammy's appendage, and her hand swiftly covered her mouth to hide her jaw-opening gape of surprise. It was... it was HUGE. And on such a nice looking girl's body as well. She was at a temporary loss for words, and could only hope the Mistress would be able to keep a clearer head in this all-important moment of revelation.
With the changing rooms finally in sight Rin let out a small shriek of joy and entered, a hand raising to greet Alivia and the other two before she disappeared. From then on it was thoughts of hot water and lots and lots of steam. Her uniform was the first to go, and her underwear followed suit, and and the girl looked like she didn't give a care in the world at the moment. They were in a private area, and the others were probably doing the same thing. And they really didn't have that much left to hide, Harriet's little contest earlier took care of that.
But of course Rin didn't stay naked long, and soon enough she was wrapped in a robe with a towel slung over her shoulder. That's what led the girl outside, and that's where she looked for a suitable spot to lay her things before she even thought of disrobing. Once she did find her spot she turned and found Micra already testing the waters, and she didn't give it any second thought until she remembered what Micra was. And then she turned, her glasses streaking for just a moment. Her eyes studied the android's every inch, and Rin was surprised to find that the doll had all the proper parts in all the proper places to make her look human. Had Rin not known the truth she would probably have never noticed. Someone put a lot of care in that girl's creation. But why would someone create something that looked so re-
"AAAGH!"
While Rin had been thinking she had started to pull the robe off her body, and at the odd scream she turned and found someone else already enjoying the spring. And that turned out to be a man. And Rin was halfway naked. It took a while for everything to properly sink in, but as it did the small girl was back to blushing for the umpteenth time today. She quickly bundled herself back up again and turned, and as she did she heard him stammering and going on about this not being what it looked like. But she didn't care about that, she cared about what SHE looked like! So she pretty much kept herself quiet until that man finally left.
...Until Rosa stepped forward. The other maid that was half-naked all the time didn't seem to care about her state of undress and simply walked up to the guy. It caused the shortest of the maids to turn back around, and as she watched the exchange something starting nagging her. Why did he look so familiar?
The peacefull moment in the hot springs looks to end soon, Micra was using a towel to dry her soft body looking to the outside for a moment before return her sight to the pool. Her eyes detect a new figure on the other side of the hot spring, placing her sight to him at he instant as she stop to dry herself, the man body make her blush a little when she remembered than this place could be be used by both genders at the same time. Her hands tried to cover herself but not before them man turn to her and maybe reached to see something.
All this incident started to grow once the man scream, looking himself even more altered for this than herself. Her red eyes scan his full body as he continued talking and the others maids get close to him, after shake her head to clean her mind of bad thoughts after see that well made young body she decide to get close covered with her towel. Are you a worker of our Mistress, right? I suppose than you had come here to use the hot springs to cure your wounds, thats fine for me but maybe you should turn to the other side as we talk more. Micra smile and then turn to the others Can we give him some minutes before our Mistress come, right?... I dont have any problem as i will wait for Mistress Harriet before get inside again.
The man looked a little taken aback when Rosarita asked him what it wasn't, but nodded to her second question. "Uhh... I dunno. It's a force of habit, I guess. And, yeah, I'm Richard. How'd you know? Have we met before?" He gave her a look over, to see if he recognized - and quickly recalled their states of total undress. "Uh, s-sorry! I didn't see anything!" he said, looking away.
Now that they'd had a better look, another telling trait besides his developed physique were obvious. Richard seemed to be standing funny... a little hunched, sorta with a limp. One hand rested on his thigh, apparently to help him stand. "I sorta... got hurt, while I was working today," he offered. "I, erm... sorta got stabbed, with some gardening shears. In the leg. Well... legs. Both of 'em," he said, sounding embarrassed. "...Anyway, Doctor Emily suggested I take a soak in the spring. Said it would help."
That seemed familiar... Oh! Hadn't Rin seen a man like him in the nurses' office, when Mr. Domonic had helped her get some eyedrops? Since her vision had been either blurred from those insidious onions or without her glasses, recognize him - that, and she didn't really have anything to do with the man then, or an opportunity to take a good look at thim. And he'd had his pants off. ...A lot like now, actually, except he was missing a lot more this time.
Richard seemed a little withdrawn... but then, chatting naked with pretty strangers while naked was a little unusual.
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As the door opened, the Mistress had a pleased grin on her face, stepping inside with the angel Mae behind her. "Thank you. I'm glad we can deal with this like- like... uhhhhh..."
As she stepped in, Harriet stopped in her tracks, wondering just what the heck was going on, and why her maid had her panties around her ankles. When she turned around, though, the inquisitive look on her face was quickly replaced by one of slackjawed awe. The mistress just stood there, momentarily stunned.
"Jesus Christ, you could use that as a belt," Harriet said at last. "What about her, Mae? 'Created in his image', 'Endowed with a figure worthy of high praise' and all that?" She asked the angel similarly shocked into silence behind her.
"But really, you've had free time since you got here, and now you want some time off to whack it? Tsk tsk," Harriet said, getting back into her usual stride now that the initial shock had worn off - which was no doubt a little complicating for Mae's wishes to keep her safe. She started to dig through her purse, continuing to talk as she did so. "Frankly, I don't plan on going anywhere unless I'm taking you with me - but the threat of you raping one of the other girls is kind of bad." To Sammy's arousal-clouded mind, that... kinda sounded like an invitation. 'It'd suck if you raped anyone but me!'
Then, Harriet pulled out something from her purse. Two hoops, connected by something flexible, spinning around her finger... handcuffs. "I wouldn't mind giving you some, mmm, visual stimulation, though."
Harriet stepped back to stand beside Mae, reaching back to run a hand from where her wing sprouted, down, to slide across the small of her back and over her rump, stopping on the back of her thigh. "What do you say, Mae? Care to continue where we left off?" she asked, squeezing the angel's shapely derriere. "The only difference this time is that the person in the room is watching..."
Hurriet
S 6/20
Domonic
F 24; S 0/30
Mae
F 23; S 6/10 (!)
Cammy
F 14; S 0/30
Micra
F 14; S 0/20
Rin
F 10; S 9/30
Rosarita
F 8; S 2/30
Sammy
F 6; S 0/30
Sammy stayed silent at the two women's teasing comments, her face flushing furiously at their words though her lustful gaze never left Harriet, even when the mistress moved to behind the angel. At what Harriet seems to be implying Sammy takes a step toward the mistress, though hesitates for a moment as it seems like that wasn't what she was offering at all. A hurt expression comes over Sammy's face at the idea of her mistress toying with her, saying that she'd rather play with Mae and just let the alien maid pleasure herself as she watches, and for a moment she thinks less of Harriet, Sammy's eyes narrowing into a slight glare for a brief moment.
Okay Mister Domonic" Cammy replied to Domonic's agreeing to get in after the women finish, and after she finished she pitched in to help the others minus Sammy, finish cleaning and putting away the dishes before joining the others into the hot springs. She was also surprised how lifelike and human like Micra was that the water did not harm or interfere with her circuitry. She was getting ready to get in the hot spring and had already disrobed of uniform, headdress, and bra when she heard the man's yelp:
when Micra got out and reached for her towel to cover up and/or dry off, there came a splash from behind her. When she turned to look, she saw an unfamiliar man had appeared on the far side of the spring! He was looking in the opposite direction, but - apparently sensing something, he turned around, and saw Micra.
The man - well-built and muscular, with short brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and bandages around both legs - let out a loud "AAAGH" of surprise. The yell drew the attention of the rest of the girls, and the man screamed even louder when they came in, too.
"W-w-wait... i-it's not what it looks like, I swear!"
"EEEEEEK! N-NO! D-DON'T LOOK! TURN AROUND!" She cried out as she went to grab her uniform and modestly attempt to cover her impressive bust as she would go to hide behind Rosa.
As Rin continued to steal small nervous glances while Rosa ran interference she eventually heard the man's name. That sounded familiar... Oh! Her glasses immediately came off, and a bit of eye rubbing got her vision blurry enough when she took another look, and there she found a rather familiar muscular blob without pants.
A moment later Rin could be seen peaking out from behind Rosa, and if Richard noticed he would find the short maid giving him a rather timid wave just before a towel suddenly landed on his face. "Rin doesn't mind giving you some time, but please cover up, first!" Poor girl's already seen enough penis for one day...
"I... I..." Mae shook her pretty blond head, trying to clear it. "Mistress, I'd love to continue with you but, don't you think that tying Sammy down with those cuffs would be cruel? She clearly needs some form of physical relief. We should be helping her, not prolonging her suffering."
Turning to Sammy, Mae tried to smile graciously and with understanding. "I know this must be a hard secret to keep, Sammy. But you don't need to be embarrassed in front of the Mistress and I. As you can guess, Harriet is quite unflappable and I know that God has a purpose for all his creatures. You should not be ashamed of the body you were given. There is a Plan for all of us. If you need help, I am happy to give it, as is the Mistress - in her own way."
The angelic maid looked between the two women and then snuggled up to Harriet. "Isn't that right, Mistress?"
"How do I know? Your yell of surprise, I heard it before when visiting the garage for firewood earlier. That perverted gardener mentioned your name after we heard you." Rosa replied, following the man's reactions as she spoke. Somehow, he didn't seem as bad as Alfonso. Actually somewhat likeable. Once Rin threw in the towel, the glasses maid too urged him to cover up, though it was in an recommending, semi-caring way. Once he did what the smaller maid did, Rosa herself would sit down and enjoy the bath, not wanting this minor setback to bother her relaxing time. "Why did you get stabbed with the shears anyway?" she asked, curious about the event that had caused such antics.
Sammy turns to face Mae as the angel addresses her, the alien maid's eyes narrowing as Mae continues to talk. "Of cours she's Harriet's favourite," Sammy thinks to herself, her eyes narrowing ever slow slightly, though it may go unnoticed by Mae as her face is shadowed somewhat. "Just look at her. Perfect skin. Beautiful face. I bet she has a nice, full behind too. Much prettier than boyish me..." Sammy's glare quickly turns to a look of lust as she catches the end of Mae's offer.
"She wants to help me with Harriet?" Sammy's heart begins to race at the prospect of two beautiful women doting on her, devoted to relieving the built up tension that so suddenly came on. Sammy makes a mental note to try and find out what that 'spicy' was. Though for now she decides to deal with this.
"I... No, I-I'm afraid I'll have to pass..." Not something she thought she would find herself say, though Sammy knows now that it's obvious Harriet is simply looking for an excuse to get a little 'bonding time' with her pet angel. "I... I'll be alright..." Another pause, the pleasure, having been suppressed while Mae was talking so Sammy could focus her attention on her, is now coming back with a vengeance. And Sammy knows she needs to get them out of here now otherwise she'd not be able to help herself and fall right into what she thinks is their mind games. "I-I've got some stuff here, that Rin didn't see when I was unpacking... It'll help me... And you, can't really keep the others waiting, right? You said to the others that you wouldn't be very long..."
Mae listened to Sammy decline her offer of help and gave the girl an approving nod. It seemed as if this young maid had a good soul and sense of decency. More importantly, she was doing her best to NOT harm or otherwise jump Harriet. The idea of Harriet being in congress with this girl, or really anyone else, set the angel's mind on fire. God forgive her, but Mae couldn't help it. She had been certain from the way the girl was warring with her lust induced state and Harriet's casual acceptance of this fact that there would eventually be "something" between the two of them and it would drive a wedge between Mae and Harriet. The angel couldn't let that happen. She wanted Harriet too much.
Inwardly she reproached herself for her lust and avarice. Harriet was her own woman and could choose whomever she wanted. But... couldn't she just choose the celestial being who was dedicating every moment to serving and protecting her? She glanced down at Sammy's ten inch phallus. Mae certainly did not have one of those... how could she compete with something like that? Sammy had all the cuteness of a woman and all the... equipment of a stud. It depressed Mae to know there was something more exotic than her that could reach Harriet's sense of curiosity and play.
"Perhaps that's really for the best, Sammy. Mistress, let's be kind and give Sammy her privacy. I'm sure we can discuss this all later on when we're a bit calmed down..."
Looking than the others maids dont have problems to enjoy the bath with the man named Richard, Micra walk toward a close chair and sit there to continue hearing the conversation. It was a shame than she cant resist to be in the water for a long time without get sick, all the others maids looks to enjoy more the hot spring in group, so maybe in a near future she could try it to increase their team work.
Cammy's screaming, of course, made Richard look at her, though he looked away as requested - or tried to, anyway. He did a double-take, and this time, couldn't tear himself away, mouth agape at the sight of Cammy's oversized rack. At least, until she hopped behind Rosa. Hypnotic eye-to-chest contact broken, he looked away, and turned a tiny bit redder than the heat from the spring's water had already had him. He even tried to turn around - though he quickly stopped that, a look of discomforting crossing his face.
"Perverted...? ...Oh. Alfonzo? He's not tha- mmf!" he said, but before he could get any further, the towel Rin threw hit him smack in the face - apparently unnoticed by the man for whatever reason. Either Rin was stronger than she looked or Richard was weaker than he looked; whatever the case, the injured gardener not only stumbled backwards, but full-out fell, arms swirling and one leg flying skyward.
Perhaps it's a bad time to take notice, but it's only now, with his legs in the air and unconcealed by the steam and water, that you're able to see just what the man's package looks like. By all means, it looked fairly typical - except for the fact that it was ridiculously huge. Even flaccid, it nearly looked like it reached his knees!
There was little time to reflect on this revelation, however, for as he fell, Richard smacked his head against the rocky spring bank. There was a strangely audible "ungh", and then he just slooped into the water.
Sadly, Rosa was unable to ask her question. Not only that, but Richard seemed to be unconscious, and underwater. How terrible.
Meanwhile, Micra was busy off to the side, appropriating furniture. So far she'd managed to find a bench that was up against the wall, as well as a few folding beach chairs that had been leaning against the wall as well.
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The Mistress looked surprised at the angel's disapproval of her plan to soothe Sammy's little problem, but returned the angel's cuddle with a squeeze around the waist before she responded. "Well... I sorta thought that you weren't going to let me at for real, Mae. I mean... I don't want to be getting an angel angry. Especially one of you scary scythe-y ones," she added with a giggle. "Buuuut... if you're okay with it, I definitely wouldn't mind 'helping' Sammy here out at all," She said with a sly look up at the alien. "The cuffs were just to keep you from 'attacking' me, as you put it. I mean... well... I suppose with something that size you might need both of 'em, but usually you just use one, right?"
She didn't seem to notice the hint of resentment in Sammy's eyes. All in all, the green-eyed head of the house seemed a little preoccupied, her attention mostly dominated by the alien's huge cock. Not only distracted, Harriet looked... hungry.
Sammy's refusal temporarily knocked the ever-present smirk off Harriet's face, a little frown replacing it while she thought up what to say next. Before she could speak up again, though, Mae voiced her support of leaving, and Harriet looked a little distraught.
"But Maaaee..." she whined, pawing. "I said I wouldn't leave unless we were dragging her along! I don't like to break my word... when I mean it, anyway. Plus, I'm gonna be naked in the bath - what if she doesn't get properly satisfied, and the sight of everyone sets her off again? And, and... being isolated like this, it's just not good for... uh... team cohesion! Yeah."
The mistress was really grasping for reasons to stay and help Sammy deal with her arousal, but the usually stubborn girl was being surprisingly pliant to the angel's wishes, despite her obvious desire to try out Sammy's tool. It seemed like just a little more prodding from the angel would let her keep Harriet all to herself - for now, at least - but Sammy was still standing right there, it looked like she was still struggling with her urges. She was doing quite well in the battle against abandoning all sense of decorum and fucking Harriet silly, but her penis looked like it was just waiting for the word. How long could she hold out? Would she be able to deal with Harriet being intimate with someone else - right in front of her eyes?
Harriet
S 6/20
Domonic
F 24; S 0/30
Mae
F 23; S 6/10 (!)
Cammy
F 14; S 0/30
Micra
F 14; S 0/20
Rin
F 10; S 9/30
Rosarita
F 8; S 2/30
Sammy
F 6; S 0/30
Despite Harriet's teasing, and her hurtful words from before, Sammy couldn't help but feel a little relieved and excited that the mistress she so truly admired admitted to actually wanting to help her. Perhaps the young alien had just read her reaction wrong before? Yeah, she thought to herself, that must be it. Interspecies communication had proven confusing before now.
"...O-okay..." The alien maid finally mutters out quietly after Harriet's display of confliction, her apparent like of the angel seemingly getting in the way of her mistress' decision to jump Sammy's bones. Mae's eagerness to get Harriet away from her when she was so committed to helping the poor alien mere minutes ago also helps to fuel her decision. "I-I... I would like your help... if it's still available..." "I'll win the mistress from you, you sneak-angel." Sammy thinks to herself as her lustful gaze falls from Harriet and moves onto Mae for a moment, before the alien looks back to the mistress, a hungry expression on her face, almost as full of desire as Harriet's own expression. "I-I apologise for being a poor ex-excuse of a maid, Mistress." Sammy apologises, Harriet most likely not knowing why, though it could be for needing such attention or even for her unacceptable behaviour earlier.
