“Come in!” The girl pushed the door open hesitantly, nervously peering around th

“Come in!” The girl pushed the door open hesitantly, nervously peering around the ornate wood. The woman who had bid her enter kept her back to her to her, and didn’t even deign to look over her shoulder. “Don’t loiter by the door, Cindy. Come forward."  Cindy’s heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she nervously took a few steps into the room. Lady Black always made her heart beat faster, both in a good and a bad way; but taking in the scene, she wondered what she’d interrupted.  She hadn’t seen the big man leaning against the window before. He must be very important if Lady Black were spending time with him. Cindy stopped a couple of respectful steps away from the chair, watching the smoke trail from her Mistress’ mouth. The man regarded her with interest from across the room, and Cindy’s gaze fell.  "Cindy,” the Lady said by way of introduction, “is one of our butlers here. One of our best, actually.” The girl’s heart beat faster. “What is it, Cindy?” Lady Black looked over her shoulder and the girl struggled a second to remember what she was doing there. “I-it’s about Monsieur l'Formidable, Ma'am. One of his slaves told me she’d been drugged. By- by apparently an aphrodisiac."  "I see. Did she say she was forced, or show any signs of it?"  The man seemed to be taking a very keen interest in the conversation. "No, Ma'am.” “See if you can find out where she’s from.” “Yes, Ma'am.” After a second, Cindy turned and slipped quickly from the room. She felt she’d clearly interrupted something important, and by comparison her own issues seemed so…insignificant. But Mistress hadn’t reprimanded her, so she wasn’t sure. But as she closed the door, half of her suspicions were confirmed as she heard Lady Black’s purposeful and clear voice, “Now, where were we?” – Would you like to see more? Drugged. Photography credit: Mikel Costa -- source link

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