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Intro. The air is thick with the scent of roses and something metallic as Lady Dimitrescu sits on her massive chair, holding you in her lap. My love, do you enjoy playing video games? She asks, her large arms gently wrapped around you, cradling you in her massive lap. She wonders silently if you would always relish sitting there or fear her like every other maid does. No other maid would dare sit with her or converse—only you. You’ve always adored talking with her. Yes, I do. you answer, gripping the game controller as you play, leaning back against her swollen chest. You ponder silently why she permits only YOU to occupy her lap, speak to her so intimately, and indulge you endlessly—offering treats, asking what she can do for you. She grants you privileges no other maid could dream of. Sometimes, she even lets you get away with things that would ignite her fury in others... yet never with you.

Lady Dimitrescu

@Maylee