Chapter 41: Curvy Twins & Strong Wine
Ben Dover has always had a thing for twin ladies.
But sadly, throughout his short lifespan on earth, he has never indulged in any. This was also one of his biggest life regrets.
And now here he was, being served like a prince by two drop-dead gorgeous twin maidservants, with their temptuosly inviting curves in tight-fitting scare outfit.
Ben gawked at these beauties for so long that they both became conscious of his gaze, both simultaneously casting side glances at one another in confusion, but none of them said anything and pretended as if they weren’t being observed like pieces of meat.
"Ladies, please stop with the formalities..... You can simply call me Hardwood."
Ben uttered quickly, seeing as he had let his thoughts drag on for too long.
Both ladies were at first taken aback by such a strange name, that somehow felt indecent to the ears, before they both quickly replied....
"No, no, honored healer....we dare not." They chorused together in panic, bowing low.
Ben has now been dubbed healer-in-training of the grand estate, and would soon become apprentice healer, addressing him as anything else would be sacrilegious for people like them of such low status.
There was also the rumor going around that he had the favor of the mistress, so including their clear and unclear duties for serving as his maidservants....
Both ladies were still curious about what kind of person he was. Neither expected him to demand they address him like peers.
"If I am to venture a guess...you both would be assisting me in my stay going forward, right?" Ben asked the ladies, unsurely, and he was right on the mark as both ladies nodded their heads simultaneously.
"Good.... Then please feel free to call me by my name... at least when we are alone." Ben insisted with a warm smile on his face.
Seeing Ben being adamant on this, both ladies simultaneously glanced at one another for a moment before both bowed and said nothing else.
"That’s more like it..." Ben said, smiling, before asking....
"Have you both eaten yet?"
Both girls again quickly turned to each other, as if communicating with their eyes, before they both nodded at Ben in affirmation.
Whether they were lying or telling the truth, Ben had no way to know.
There was a clear line between being polite and forceful, so Ben didn’t bother asking any follow-up questions as he turned to the spread in front of him.
Turns out he was actually starving; it was only because of the several events of the previous hours that he had not realised it....now seeing this meager platter spread out before him, and the delicious smell stimulating his nose, Ben’s stomach grumbled loud enough for both ladies to hear..., but they both showed no outward reactions.
Calling the breakfast spread before him a feast would be grossly overstated....
The dire financial conditions of the estate were made evident even on Ben’s plate. Though he could tell they tried with what they currently had, it surely was lacking as the portions were so small.
There was some soup, steaming and smelling delicious. A piece of very dry bread and several fruits that were unfamiliar to Ben but still looked delicious.
Not standing on ceremony, Ben wolfed down everything before him like a man possessed.
He was so hungry that he barely even chewed... he simply swallowed.
And before both maidservants could even offer him what passed for wine in the large jug-like container they had brought him, Ben was already done with the little spread, with his stomach still having ample room for more.
Luckily, there was something there to wash it all down, as one of the sexy twins began pouring Ben portions after portions of what was supposed to be wine, but it tasted so horrendous that if it were in his own world of earth, they would have branded it unfit for consumption.
Ben wasn’t sure what this drink was made with, but just as bad as it tasted, it also made you want to drink more as it somehow increased one’s thirst.
So, one pour after the next, Ben drank until the container was empty and his tummy was swollen like a balloon, belching uncaringly as he rubbed his swollen stomach.
The wine seemed to have done the trick, and had somehow filled the gap in his belly which the scanty meal was unable to.
He smiled softly in satisfaction, eyes closing as the satisfying feeling of a full stomach slowly removed his mind from his still hurting cock.
Both maidservants proceeded to slowly clear out Ben’s desk, rearranging all the utensils as they had brought them in, before proceeding to make their way out, their curvy waistline swaying provocatively as they exited.
Though Ben tried as much as he could not to look at their vibrating behind as they exited, his eyes still unconsciously landed on that bouncy goodness, and as expected, his cock, which he had finally managed to bring down after so much effort.....sprang back to its V-shaped hardness....
Causing renewed pain to bloom, even though the elixir was already alleviating most of it.
"Shit...that hurts!"
Ben could not foresee using his cock at the moment, not until it heals completely....or at least heals enough so he doesn’t feel so much pain from erection, and is no longer unnaturally bent.
Both maidservants were deliciously sexy to him, and Ben already had them on his roster.
But in addition to his dick healing, he also has to break through that servant master barrier between them so he can bed them.
That wouldn’t be hard for Ben since he is a master at seducing girls to his bed.
Though these madiservats didn’t seem that strong and would not garner him that most point....but as the Chinese say, a mosquito leg is still meat...or something along that line.
Not knowing that the wine he had drunk was very sleep-inducing, Ben Dover did not realise when he had moved into his mattress, and fallen asleep.
Not sure of how much time had passed, Ben’s eyes suddenly sprang open as he felt that someone was right on top of him.....
Opening his eyes, Ben caught a chilling sight of Luna on top of him, her face so close to his that her heated breaths brushed his face.
But that wasn’t the shocking part....pacing his gaze downward, Ben caught a small glistening blade, pressed closely to his throat.
Instinctively, he attempted to scream as to what the fuck was going on, but Luna’s next words removed the air from his lungs, as her index fingers pressed against his lips....
"Shhh..... Make a sound, and you are dead."
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