The Life of a Petite Knight Ch. 02

The sun was going at full blast, indicating that it was well past midday. Once Kaathe realized this she bolted at full speed towards the Queen's Gardens to check on her juniors. Unfortunately for her, her fears were confirmed, the two younger maids were nowhere to be found. Nepucci and Maribelle both had a habit of vanishing once their job was finished, leaving whoever wasn't done to pick up after them. Today, it was Kaathe's turn.

If they were not in the gardens that meant they successfully captured a fairy. The issue being that Kaathe had no idea where they put them. Which meant that Kaathe would have to spend however long to find and deliver them. If they hadn't escaped by then, that is.

Thus, Kaathe found herself running through the entire castle looking for any of the two. Without a doubt making a fool out of herself in front of the other personnel as she apologized for her hurry, not that this would be a first. She was widely known by her coworkers as a mostly incompetent and entirely unreliable worker. Barely able to get enough done to not get in trouble.

She tried her best to not let it get to her. But once her juniors got into the picture things took a past worse and straight into shit creek, for a multitude of reasons she didn't have the mental fortitude to recall right at that very moment. Right now her evening was at risk, and she wasn't about to spend her free afternoon playing hide and seek with a-- Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice.

"Hey, what's the hurry?"

"Ah, apologies--" Halted Kaathe, turning to address, for the eleventh time in the last 20 minutes, whoever she had bothered by running in the halls, before quickly recognizing the source as her junior, Nepucci. But the reason she cut herself off rested slightly bellow her junior's face, as her eyes fell upon an also familiar set of bare breasts.

A moment passed, yet, despite not being anything special from the size department, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the visage. Their slightly tanned color and surrounding freckles being a telltale sign of their owner's identity.

Although Kaathe noticed something unusual, as some kind of gold-ish substance was spread all over the flesh, glistening with the light. Well, that and the fact they were bare in public.

"Enjoying the view a bit too much aren't we?" Kaathe tore her eyes away from the mounds of flesh and towards their owner's eyes. Only to be met with the smug grin of her junior.

Kaathe felt her embarrassment show itself all over her face as she quickly became flustered. "Ah! I beg you-- Wait, no. What are you doing here, naked of all things!?"

"Heh. You beg, alright. Besides, you didn't seem to have a problem with that a second ago. I thought we were going to need a mop." Nepucci said as she flexed her right arm behind her head and puffed out her chest. Being almost a foot shorter than the younger girl didn't help matters.

Kaathe had to practically tore her eyes away from the breasts to look away. "Whatever. I assume you are done with the fairy."

"Oh, right. We just got done not too long ago. Turns out the little fuckers like both honey and sex. Which, I mean, who doesn't." She accentuated with a lick to the back of her hand.

"Say again?" Kaathe was faced once again with the younger maid's bosom, now realizing where the golden hue came from while also explaining the girl's behavior earlier in the day.

"Yeah, before I knew it these two were stuck to my thighs, kind of like a human flytrap." With her left hand, Nepucci raised a cage that Kaathe had failed to notice before as she proudly displayed her catch.

Inside the brass birdcage, there were two unmistakably humanoid figures. They were flying through what little space was allowed to them in a panic, looking for a way out. The characteristic sound of bells that was their voices resonated weakly through the hallway.

Inching closer to the cage, Kaathe inspected the tiny pair. Both seemed recognizably feminine, a common trait in their species, and measured to approximately four inches tall.

The appearances of the two were as night and day.

Repeatedly hitting the bars, and doing what Kaathe could only assume was a fairy's version of growling, was a dark-skinned specimen. Her red hair seemed like a good fit for her fighting spirit.

At the bottom of the cage, trying in vain to work the lock, was a pale specimen. Coupled with her light blue hair, she created a good contrast with her friend.

Good luck with that lock. But please wait until after we deliver you.

Fairies were known to be as racially diverse as butterflies, that is to say, very. So their appearances being this colorful and different from each other was far from unexpected. Although it was a shame that they were so worked up, Kaathe found herself unable to appreciate the patterns in their wings.

"Now you're eyeing the bugs? Or are you just a bit jealous?" Pulling her now once more flustered senior from her trance, Nepucci now stood mere inches away from her as she decided that now was a good time to scratch a certain itch. "Here, why don't you have a taste."

As the younger maid delicately took hold of Kaathe's chin, she was taken aback. The girl further closed the gap between them as their lips hungrily approached each other, the sweet smell of honey and sweat invaded Kaathe's nostrils. For a split second, Kaathe considered giving in to her desires, but she knew better. This could wait a bit longer, after all.

"Eep!" With one swift motion, the older maid kicked the larger girl's heel, throwing her off balance, as she easily wrestled the cage off her hand. The satisfying smack of her buttocks hitting the floor signaling the girl's defeat. "What the hell!?"

"No fooling around during work hours. You know this."

"Man, you're the worst girlfriend ever. Couldn't even give me a thank-you kiss?" But before Nepucci was finished, Kaathe was already walking off. She still had to prepare the fairies, not to mention that both of them knew how easily things tended to escalate once they got into it. "Hey! Wait! At least keep me company while I clean myself!"

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The relaxing sound of running water invaded the peaceful tranquility of the staff's changing room as the younger maid's skin was pleasantly scalded by the shower. An ever appreciated reminder that the gods were real, and they created internal plumbing, probably.

Nepucci stood under the stream of hot water for a few minutes, basking in the rich sensation and letting all of her frustrations flow out with the water before she picked up a sponge and began scrubbing the honey away. "Are you sure you want none of this? Seems like a waste."

"I'm fine. Thank you for the offer." Thankfully the two maids had the room all to themselves for the time being, far too early for it to see much use. The bonus of no one being around to hear her junior's crass comments was also nice.

Setting herself and the cage down on a stool, Kaathe prepared the vests she had made for the fairies. Who had, for the most part, calmed down, although she could still hear some bell sounds under their breaths.

The tiny vests were made out of Devilsilk, a dark, highly resistant and flexible yet extremely soft material. The castle had gotten a fresh supply recently, so sparing a bit for the fairies' comfort seemed like a reasonably nice thing to do.

Well, as nice as you could be while taking a sapient creature against their will.

The fairies seemed to agree with that last thought. Both of them had calmed down a bit from the initial shock, but they were still wary of the big mean human that was sitting beside their cage.

Not too long ago, the two of them were goofing around with a couple of beetles, watching them fight as they ate some berries. Then they got a but to frisky with some girl and ended up stuck to her thighs. And now they were stuck in a cage, prisoners to some dumb humans.

The pale fairy had tried to work the cage's lock for a while now, but it was no use. Her darker friend had already proved that they could not brute force their way out of the cage. Their only option left was to wait for a chance to escape.

Rather suddenly, the cage's door was opened and a giant hand made its way in. Both fairies started to panic as the hand set course of the blue-haired one, the sound of bells reverberating weekly through the changing room.

As the hand drew closer to her friend, the redheaded fairy aggressively took flight towards the giant hand. But right before she even had the chance to land a tiny punch, the human changed targets and grabbed her in mid-flight.

Quickly closing the cage's door behind her, Kaathe gently restrained the fairy with her fingers. Making sure to apply enough force to stop her from squirming out, but not enough to hurt her too much.

As the fairy seemed to have busied herself with struggling to be set free, Kaathe reached for the first vest, when she noticed something. Wriggling her fingers around the small creature, Kaathe felt the sticky remains of the honey that was used to capture her.

The fairy could do nothing but cry and beg for help, knowing that she was helpless in the situation she had gotten herself into, when she felt the giant digits that held her hostage move around erratically, slightly pulling her skin with them as they stuck with the honey.

Moments later, when the movement had ceased, the fairy looked towards her captor as she noticed the strange look on the human's face; she stared unblinkingly at her tiny form with her huge amber eyes. The room went silent as they both stared into each other's eyes. The change in atmosphere was not lost in the blue-haired fairy, as she ceased her yelling and silently watched with curiosity.

Time seemed to have stopped for both of them as they got lost in the other's gaze. The moment was broken as the human seemed to hesitate for a moment, then the fairy watched as her lips parted and a huge pink appendage ever so slowly snaked its way out from the humid cave between them.

Without fighting back, the fairy let out a gasp as the giant tongue gave a tentative lick to her abdomen. The big organ was soft, humid and radiated a pleasant heat as it gently made its way up to the fairy's breasts.

The human retreated her tongue, leaving a feeling of coldness where it had just touched, before once again giving a soft lick. Both of their breaths quickening in pace from the experience.

Changing to broader strokes, the tongue explored every inch of the small creature's front. Gently traveling up her toes, covering her thighs in spit and cleaning her armpits. The sound of bells escaping the creature's mouth each time the pink beast made contact. Without much thinking on her part, the fairy turned face down on the human's hand, now committed to letting her clean the rest of the honey.

Kaathe took a moment, torn between whether to finally inspect the fairy's unique wing pattern or appreciate the visage of the creature raising its butt from the comfort of her hand. Not one to disappoint, she resumed her work as she played particular attention at its backside, happy that her tongue's skills seemed to be appreciated by creatures of al sizes. The little fairy's wings started fluttering, tickling her nose, as she heard a bell's ringing growing in intensity that she correctly assumed were indicators of her tiny lover's incoming orgasm.

Lost in the pleasure, the fairy's predicament was completely forgotten. As the pink beast worked her sensitive parts, she failed to notice the human fastening something around her torso.

The fairy's body spasmed on to of the maid's hand, as she was taken over by her well-deserved climax. Too weak to hold herself up, the poor creature collapsed into a panting mess. She began gently kissing the skin under her as if to coax her lover into an encore.

Too late did the tiny being notice the hand's, and by extension her own, movement. It wasn't until she began to fall, the incline turning too steep for her, that she realized her turn was up.

Her formerly naked being landed gracelessly onto the cage's floor. Confused, the fairy quickly sat up and tried to spring up in a flight towards her lover. Instead, she caught a glimpse of her blue-haired friend embracing her giant lover's hand as they left the cage.

Inspecting herself, the fairy finally noticed the vest she had been clothed with.Which, really, looked more like a dark corset rather than a vest. She quickly figured out that despite the extremely comfortable nature of the vest, she could barely move her wings while wearing it.

This realization, however, was quickly interrupted by a new source for the bell chimes.

Unlike her redhaired friend, the pale fairy had rather suddenly decided to take a more proactive role with their lover. Not a moment after Kaathe had made it obvious what her intentions were, the blue fairy had thrown herself at her, literally.

Flying fast enough that she could have easily escaped if she still wanted it, the fairy took Kaathe by surprise as launched herself with asmack to her face. Her tiny arms reaching around to hug the bridge of her nose as she slammed her hips repeatedly against Kaathe's awkwardly shut lips.

Not knowing how to handle such a display, Kaathe did little but stare cross-eyed at her nose, where only the hands of her horny friend were visible. She felt something trying to force it's way through her lips as the fairy left her face sticky with honey, and she had a pretty good idea of what it could be.

Carefully, she poked the tip of her tongue out to meet with the fairy's expecting crotch. The small girl immediately wrestled the beast with her legs as she latched on to it. Kaathe tried her best at subduing the tiny creature, but eventually, it won their fight as she began working her hips against the muscle.

"I see you're all getting along splendidly."

"Bwah dah--!?" Caught with her tongue in the fairy, the startled Kaathe jumped backward and tripped on her own stool as she fell hard onto her buttocks. A ride that, if the bell chimes were a good indication, her passenger greatly enjoyed.

At some point during her debauchery, Kaathe had failed to notice the end of her girlfriend's shower and her subsequent return. Not even surprised at this point to see her junior still in her birthday suit.

"Oh no, don't mind me. Go ahead andfool around while on the job all you want. I'm a cool and understanding girlfriend like that."

"Sowwy..." She could do little more to apologize with her tongue occupied for the time being. Although Nepucci didn't pay it any mind as she walked closer to her.

A bit too close, in fact.

Her legs straddled either side of the girl's hips, as Kaathe found herself staring up as the younger maid's honey-free honeypot. "Actually, I think I might take my turn. Now."

With that, she let all of her weight down on top of Kaathe's head. The fairy had to take a plunge towards her lover's eyes as she was faced with the risk of being pulverized under the power of the girl's lust.

Kaathe's skull hit the floor with a dullthud as her vision was blocked by her tiny lover's body, her breath knocked through her nose as her mouth was plugged with the familiar taste of womanhood. Ignoring the pain on the back of her head, she tried to wrestle the girl off of her, but Nepucci had already restrained her arms under her legs. "Think of this as payback for earlier."

Nepucci started beating her girlfriend's face against her snatch as she rocked her hips and rode her to orgasm. Moans of pleasure soon being the only thing that left her lips. Taking a new breath, the blinded girl could only smell the intoxicating fragrance of lust as her lips, tongue, and chin were continuously battered with the uncaring power of desire.

All of a sudden, the flow of oxygen stopped as she felt something taking a hold of her nose.

Inspired by the much bigger girl's display, less than an inch away, the fairy straddled her lover's nose with all her diminutive strength and rode her for all she was worth.

Kaathe's lungs burned more by the second as started struggling with all of her rapidly diminishing might. If either of her lovers noticed they certainly didn't show it.

What would otherwise be a calm and serene place for the staff to clean themselves and mingle, was now a shameless display of pleasure. As both naked creatures of vastly different sizes did their part in beating the poor maid into submission with the power of their sex.

The only sounds that could be heard were slapping of flesh coupled with animalistic moans of pleasure, pain and the small ringing of bells. The only witness to such debauchery being the now-forgotten dark-skinned fairy, who could only watch from her voyeuristic position in the cage as she rubbed herself against one of the brass bars.

As the convulsing girl felt her consciousness slip away, the moans of pleasure increased in intensity. "Oh yeah! That's how I like to see you! Here's your reward, you teasing cunt!"

Noticing the girl's roars and with her own climax approaching, the fairy looked up towards the violently rocking cavern in front of her. Her eyes focused just in time to see the muscle spasm and the proverbial floodgates open.

With one last thundering roar, a storm was released from the gigantic snatch. The love juices fell like raindrops as they quickly pushed the tiny being off her perch with a mighty force as she reached her own orgasm. Completely drenched from head to toe in the discharge, the exhausted fairy rolled over on top of the maid's equally drenched forehead as she blissfully recovered from the experience.

Finally able to breathe again, Kaathe takes a desperate gasp for air as she forces open her drowsy eyes. A hand roughly grabs her chin as its thumb smears the liquid through her bottom lip before prodding into her panting orifice.

"You look good like that," said her junior, sitting on top of her chest, still limiting her oxygen intake. "But we really should hurry along. We will have plenty of time for ourselves later, you needy, impatient little thing."

Kaathe barely had enough presence of mind to glare at her, not that she paid it any mind. Letting go of her chin, Nepucci focused on the fairy resting on her forehead before gently prodding her crotch for a few silent moments. "...Hmm~. I hope you still got some energy in you because you're going to need it later.

"Although, right now I think weall could use a bath."