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“Eh, do you mean Lady Li, the high rank concubine just got stripped off her ranks?” your eyes widen from the news from a servant named Shu. You knew Lady Li, a woman of politics, beauty and wealth, is now stripped of her ranks.
“Yeah! I heard his highness is getting stricter by the day now..” Shu whispered into your ear so no one could eavesdrop. “His harem is getting smaller and smaller each day..”
But you didn’t hear her, you were lost in your thoughts, taking in the new information that you just heard. In this palace, even though it’s the modern day era, you feel like you’re living in the 17th century.
“Are you sure no one in the servants’ quarters knew this?” you asked, your voice shaking. Shu looked at you as if you had seen a ghost. “H-hey you okay..? But yeah no maid knows except for the two of us,” Shu replied back, holding your hand. “I mean, we are just lowly maids, no rankings, no wealth, ya know. We are just faceless maids with a low job,” you responded. “Sometimes, we hang our heads low to avoid attention, isn’t it?”
Everyday, servants wake up at 6am before the sun rises, freshen up for the day before doing a lot of human labour work, such as cleaning the palace floors, carrying heavy items for grand balls and washing silks. If they are worthy enough they get to be servants under concubines, which is a good way to rank up the servant ranks in the palace grounds. You were one of the low ranking servants, you’re not serving anyone at the moment, but you are doing your job well. You knew Emperor Sylus is one of the strictest emperors you know, known for having a big harem of concubines, but it’s getting smaller each day.
“It feels normal being a faceless maid in this society,” you broke the silence. “I’m honestly already used to the harsh treatment by the others, not surprising.”
“But don’t you feel we could be so much more than that?” Shu grabbed your hand firmly, but you gently pushed away.
“Isnt this what we do? Suck it up” you answered, before sighing and calming yourself down. You needed a break, a long break. Yes you were tired of doing your duty as a servant.
“I need to rest, tell Head Meilin I’m going to rest. I need to clear things off my head,” you calmly told Shu before exiting out of the room, leaving Shu in a slight panic asking many questions.
Glancing at the passing concubines that you walked passed, you realised how pretty they are in those dresses and amazing hairpins on their silky hair. You wished to be like them, but growing up in a poor family made you realise you were jealous. You brushed those thoughts aside as you entered an empty room: Your own hide out, full of old paintings, untouched paint bottles from the palace and your own easel. It was a room for you to paint the frustrations, the anger boiling up inside you. Settling down and closing the door, you soon find yourself sitting in front of the easel, slowly painting away using the colours left behind.
Little did you know that the Emperor has been watching you all this while…
“I’m starving!” Shu complained as she picked up heavy piles of dirty towels used by the concubines. “And man, they used a lot of bath soap. Eugh, what a luxury they have!” Shu complained to you about how good life the concubines live in this modern day era. You just sighed and shook her head. “Honestly, they ARE high ranking concubines, not surprised if they literally give blowjobs to his highness, I mean, I’m not wrong though? Made to be sluts? Not surprising anymore considering I heard Lady Hua’er got the loudest moans,” you nonchalantly answered, making Shu’s mouth go wide in shock and pure. “Y-you overheard HER moans?? Are you fucking insane?? Where were you when you heard that??” Shu asked in a panicky tone, shaking your body violently, wanting to know answers on HOW you even managed to hear such things.
“Listen, I only walked past the inner palace doors trying to pass a concubine her fresh set of towels when I heard Lady Hua’er just moaned through the thin walls. I could hear his highness trying to fuck the living shit out of her,” you calmly explained before Shu shushed you with her finger. “Did you not hear about the thing?”
You cocked your head in confusion. “What ‘thing’? What’s so…?”
Before you could response and ask why, Shu explained:
“During our night rest, the emperor goes to different concubines every night to make love, y’know, sex and what not for the last few months or so. And apparently, I heard 5 concubines got pregnant with his seed— and no, it has BEEN months since this happened, so obviously he has a lot of semen.”
Your jaws just drop with pure shock.
“On second thought, maybe I shouldn’t go snooping anymore.” You said those words to Shu before resuming your duty, picking up fresh sets of towels to hand to the concubines, exiting the room.
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“Bring me the folders, Advisor,” Sylus’s cold and timbre tone shook his Advisor, standing before him, gulping and nervously handing him the folders for all citizens in the palace. “Here you go, your majesty. Is there anyone specific you’re looking for?”
Sylus’s ruby eyes glanced through each folder of every concubine, cooks and even servants with names written in red with careful ministrations before landing on a name. “I’ve been seeing this servant for a while now, this young lady…” Sylus murmured before opening up a folder: it was your folder with your biography on your age, status and even education.
“Yes…it’s this servant.. I remember seeing her around the palace as a servant. A very interesting girl, painting when hiding away? It fascinates me.”
“Your Highness, are you looking for that lowly servant?” His Advisor asked. But he was ignored for a while as Sylus glanced through your files on any other information that could be useful in the empire.
“Advisor, send out all servants to the Court tomorrow morning, I want every servant to be there punctually, I will give instructions to them tomorrow,” Sylus commanded, making the Advisor obey, “Yes your majesty.”
While his Advisor sort out the servants’ meeting, Sylus sat there, finally being able to see you up close.
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The morning sun has not risen, indicating that it is time for the servants to wake up at 6am to do their daily routines: Check the laundry, sweep up the palace grounds, prepare meals, it’s the usual day for the servants. You and Shu just woke up, rubbing the tiredness away as you stood up and washed up before preparing to clock in for your duties. Not before long, the imperial guards have summoned all servants to be in the Court.
“His Majesty commanded all servants to report to the Court as soon as possible! Do not be late!” one guard loudly spoke for everyone to hear. Every servant felt dread in their bodies as they lined up one by one to head to the Court. “Of course the emperor wants to see all of us—” Shu groaned, lining up before looking around, where did YOU go? Shu immediately whipped her head around to look for you while the guards were calling out names of each servant in order to mark attendance. Shu panicked, you weren’t like this; running off out of nowhere, this wasn’t the typical you.
“Hey, sorry Shu,” you rushed to line up with Shu. “Got my hair stuck to the towel just now, kinda sucks.” “No worries, next time, let me help,” Shu smiled as you and she entered the Court together.
Standing before you is Sylus, the Emperor of Onychinus, a fierce man with that fiery spark in his eyes with a harem of pretty concubines. Every servant was confused on why the emperor would speak to low ranking servants. “Is it about time he finally chooses a wife or empress? This is kinda irrelevant for us,” Shu whispered to you quietly as the Emperor stood up in front of everyone, making his announcement.
“Attention all servants. I have summoned all servants, and you may be wondering why I have all of you here today. Well, as the Emperor, I would have all servants to take a test to see who’s worthy of being my personal servant to serve me,” Sylus announced, which made the crowd of servants went absolutely berserk over him, Sylus in handsome and wealthy in all aspects, so it’s not big surprise if the servants are fawning over him. But you were not showing any emotion nor showing any ‘fangirling’ mode, you were looking dead.
“Come on, he is handsome, no biggie, but the emperor’s hot!” Shu persuaded you, but you were just not listening to her or the crowd around you. And you noticed something; Sylus wasn’t looking at the other servants, he was looking at you.
You finally realised why he called everyone here, to find you, look for you even though you and him never interacted.
“Before anyone gets excited, can any servant read this name?” Sylus asked every servant.
And you realised when reading, that’s YOUR name written in bold black ink. Your eyes widen in realisation while every servant cannot read since they didn’t have basic education, even Shu too. You were the only one in the room that could read.
After a long time in silence, Sylus ordered the guards to kick the servants that couldn’t read. Well, out of the 200 servants, you were the only one that could read. Looking around in a panic, you saw Shu leaving the Court with a worried look on your face while the rest of the servants were fumed up. You were left with the Emperor.
“I found you at last,” Sylus started to speak towards you. You let your guard up, still wary towards the emperor. “You put up a good fight for a mere servant, sweetie.” Sweetie? That’s a first hearing it directly from the Emperor. “You said you needed a servant to serve you? Is that a reason why you target those who can’t get a basic education?” you raised your eyebrows. You were taught decently by your older sister to learn the basics like alphabets, count numbers and even learn how to count money so at least you won’t need to struggle to understand basic stuff.
Sylus chuckled and just replied, “I simply want you because based on your records, it states that you have a decent education background, tell me sweetie, who taught you?” You stood there frozen for a solid 2 minutes before answering back, “My sister, she taught me basic things like numbers, calculating money and even alphabets so I could at least understand and won’t follow things blindly.” Hearing your response Sylus just laughed. “You’re one interesting servant, sweetie. Maybe I should keep you as my personal servant, no? From tomorrow onwards, you will report to the Inner Palace’s Chambers at 8am, don’t be late?”
You could only nod your head and say “yes, your majesty” before exiting the Court in silence while Sylus watches you as you slowly disappear, slowly smirking. He got what he wanted at last.
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“Are you serious??? His highness wants you to serve him??” Shu exclaimed, almost dropping her drink. “That would mean you would be seeing the high ranking concubines! The prettiest concubines and them wearing gorgeous dresses! Can’t you believe that!” Shu shook you so hard, but you couldn’t register her words into your head. It would mean that you no longer work with the other servants that needed your help in simple tasks, or listening to Shu’s gossip in the palace, you will be working directly under the emperor’s gaze and command.
Throughout the night, you couldn’t sleep, kept tossing and turning in your futon as you kept thinking about what Sylus said to you. So many thoughts were running in your head:
“Is this how it’s going to go?”
“Work directly under the emperor?”
“How am I going to survive this?”
“What if I mess up his bath?”
These thoughts were swarming your mind at a fast rate. You needed a break. You silently get out of your futon, fold it nicely and neatly before placing it on the shelves, as you quietly leave the servants’ room. It was good while it lasted, leaving behind your previous position as you headed straight into the Inner Palace. The morning air was crisp, and you heard the birds chirping softly as you walked past the imperial guards, making your way into Sylus’s chambers at 8am sharp. The heavy wooden door was opened by 2 guards, gesturing you to enter.
“Your highness, I have arrived.” you bowed to the Emperor before you. Sylus looked up from his desk, ruby eyes gazing at you before speaking, “you’re here, you’re on time like the records said. I’ll have my ladies to help you change out into proper attire.” Sylus snapped his fingers and two gorgeous ladies were immediately at his side.
Your eyes slightly widened at the two ladies before you, as both of them gently guided you to the changing room where you would need a fresh set of new clothes.
“These will look perfect on you!” one lady squealed as she held out a fully covered hanfu, a blue silk embroidered with golden flowers on the sleeves and near the skirt. The skirt is at ankle length so you can walk easily. You just obeyed for a bit while trying out the hanfu that the ladies picked out for you.
“You look so pretty in that dress, darlin! No wonder his majesty did say you were perfect for this,” the other lady replied.
Perfect? You weren’t perfect,well, not until now as you looked at yourself in the mirror, you look like a completely different person. And the dress is very off as compared to a normal, low ranking servant.
You finally stepped out of the changing room, where Sylus was waiting for you, his gaze looking up and down in your new attire, he could feel his heart rate accelerating fast, but he tried to remain cool and composed. “You looked in this dress, specially picked it out just for you, dear,” Sylus answered before gesturing to you to follow him.
As you follow behind him, you have a lot of questions in mind on why he chose you specifically. Was there an agenda behind the decision to pick you as his personal servant, or why, out of the many servants he was after you?
“You have many questions running in that tiny little head of yours, my dear,” Sylus broke the silence in the long corridor.
“I, uh, yes your highness. Many questions running in my mind right now,” you honestly responded to him, fidgeting your fingers nervously.
“Don’t be formal when it’s just the two of us, call me Sylus will do,” he answered, gesturing you to enter his private chambers.
You were in awe, the massive bed, the spacious room, the luxurious private bathroom with a big bathtub. This was every servant’s dream to have their own room. “That’s a massive bed right there,” you trailed, looking at the king sized bed. No wonder concubines got to sleep with the emperor himself.
“Sweetie, don’t be shy. But first, sit beside me on the bed,” Sylus commanded, patting the empty space beside him. You obliged and followed his orders, sitting beside him. “First order of the day, help me massage my back, will ya?” Sylus asked as he stripped himself halfway till it revealed his muscular back.
You nodded your head before going behind his back, your slender fingers touching his muscular back and massaging his shoulders leaving him in a pleasure. “Mhm. Your fingers work wonders, sweetie, yeah, just like that.” He was pleased with your massage skills, hitting every sore area that you skillfully massaged on with a decent pressure on his shoulders.
“It’s wonderful sweetie, you’re amazing, you’re so much better than the concubines that tried to massage me.”
Is that supposed to be a compliment? Or is he just stating your massage skills? Whatever, you brushed those thoughts aside as you continued to massage his back. Just as you were about to continue, his hands gently gripped your hands and trailed down to his muscular chest. Your face flared with embarrassment, feeling the tip of your ears burning with embarrassment as your hands softly gripped his chest with his guidance. “Easy, sweetheart, be gentle, yeah that’s it. Massage my chest slowly..good girl,” Sylus praised. You could feel the heat pooling beneath your thighs.
“Would that be all, your–I mean Sylus?” you asked, removing your hands away from his chest. But he pulled your hands back and pulled you into his embrace. Feeling that warmth was a first to you, always feeling the lack of warmth since you entered the palace.
“Kneel.”
You didn’t catch that.
“What?”
“I said kneel.” His words were louder than before as Sylus pushed you off the bed, making you kneel in front of him while he untied his sash and pulled down his boxer. Your eyes widen not in surprise, but in shock, because the emperor’s dick was NOT what you managed to calculate. 24cm long, thick and veiny. No wonder concubines love his dick so much. It was practically a ride or die situation.
“There’s no way..”
“Is it going to fit into that mouth? Oh sweetie, you underestimated me, I’m going to use that mouth and face fuck you!”
Your lips were forcefully apart as you took in half of his length in, making you almost gagged from the sudden intrusion, tasting the salty precum on your tongue. “Warm, and unlike the concubines..” Sylus trailed because thrusting his hips rougher, making you gag on the full length of his dick, as he gripped your hair tight to push and pull to face fuck you.
“...you have the best mouth, and more importantly, you are a good servant.”
You could feel his thick shaft slowly growing harder in your mouth, and forcing you down his length made your eyes teary, feeling the shaft pushing in and out so many times. You gagged on his shaft, trying to say out words, but they were cut off from the rough deepthroating. You feel Sylus’s hand gripping your hair rougher while he pushes your head into him closer.
You felt his other hand fondling your breast through the dress, gripping your breast roughly while teasing your nipple. “Your mouth feels good..can you take more of me, sweetie?”
He shoved the whole dick into your mouth, making you gag once again and feel the tip of his dick prodding your throat.
“Shit, fuck, I’m going to cum. Gonna cum into your mouth,” Sylus grunted before spilling hot thick ropes of cum into your mouth, while you tasted the taste of Sylus’s cum into your throat all hot and sticky. Pulling his dick out, you gasped for air while showing him your mouth with sticky cum on your tongue. Sylus smirked, patting your head gently.
“That’s a good servant right here, and I think you are going to be useful to me, sweetie.”
Perhaps your role wasn't done yet.