Bound Servitude: Beilschmidts Part Three

There is some suggestive language, nothing explicit just hints. ^^

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Prussia awoke with a groan, he’d fallen asleep on the train ride again. He hated it when he did that. It was so painful. ‘At least (Name) is there.’ He thought, ‘She’ll give me a full body rub down.’ A smirk grew on his strong yet pale features. He looked out the window, he knew this landscape, he was close to the station in Berlin, and he would be joining his brother for training. It would be more relaxing than most thought. Prussia loved a challenge and he and his brother had many contests that were unspoken but there. Only one person knew of them and that was their shared servant (Name) she made sure they didn’t get out of hand, especially if beer was involved, though both German speaking males had a high resolve. He was excited, in more ways than one to be returning to his brother’s home. He would be training and receiving release of a different kind.

As the train pulled into the station he stood up ready to get off this train and he knew Gilbird was, because of the rules, the usually free-flying yellow bird was in a small cage. He reached up and grabbed it receiving a cute glare from the creature.

“I’m sorry Gilbird, you know the rules as well as I do.” He said.

The bird tweeted, he did understand, he just didn’t like it very much. He may have been small, but he was not meant to be in a cage. He liked to be perched just atop the albino Prussian’s head, nested in his snow white hair. That was is comfort. The Prussian took the bird off of the train and opened the cage. Gilbird immediately flitted onto the Prussian’s head and nestled into the tosseled locks. Prussia smiled sweetly and went off to see who was meeting him. Much to his delight it was their servant.

“My, my, my, if it isn’t little (Name).” he teased.

The young servant blushed and embraced her albino Master, “How are you Meister Prussia?” she asked sweetly.

“Gutt…but kinda sore…long train ride…” he said leadingly.

“Well, when we get back to Meister Germany’s home I will give you a massage.” She offered.

“Sounds perfect.” He said and kissed her nose making her blush and giggle, he was always so flirtatious, trying to make her blush, she was adorable when she blushed.

(Name) lead him to where their cab was waiting and he told her to get in first. She didn’t drive, in fact cars always frightened her, she’d been in a wreck at a young age and that kind of scarred her for life. She kept this fear from her masters who rather liked their cars. She bit her lip and looked out the window. But somehow they always know when she’d frightened. Prussia reached over and took her hand and squeezed it.

“Are you alright?” he asked.

“Fine Meister…I’m just…tired…” she said, but he saw the alertness in her eyes, she was wide awake, he knew the truth.

“Fahren Sie langsam, wird meine Frau nicht gerne schnelle Autos. (Drive slow, my woman doesn’t like fast cars.)” he told the taxi driver in his stern German.

(Name) understood every word and blushed brightly, he was being so kind to her. He and his brother were rather protective of her. Well they have known me for years and years… She told herself. But it still made her feel weird when they did something specifically for her. Especially whenever HE did it. The one of the brothers she felt deeper for. Whenever HE was near her heart would beat faster. But she’d never tell HIM or tell anyone which brother it was…as far as everyone knew she was a devoted servant who would do anything to make her Masters happy.

Prussia smiled at her, “Better?” he asked.

She nodded, “Danke Meister Prussia.” She said kindly.


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Arriving back at their home Prussia got out of the car and let her out as well. He smiled as she hurried in front of him to open the door like a good servant. She wanted nothing more than to make them happy. He followed close behind and smiled sweetly.

“Danke (Name).” He said, “After I’m settled in, come in and give me that massage.”

“As you wish mein Meister.” She said with a smile and showed him to his room, “Call me when you are ready.”

He nodded and she hurried off to get the laundry hung out to dry. Soon enough she heard a familiar tweeting sound. She looked up and saw Gilbird flying over her head.

“Meister Prussia wishes to see me.” She asked with a soft smile on her lips.

The bird tweeted once more and flitted off, her following behind it. Gilbird led her to the Prussian’s room and flew off, not liking to watch when they were together, because massages sometimes led to other things that he did not enjoy seeing. He loved the Prussian, but he did not like watching him mate.

(Name) knocked on the door and Prussia opened it and grabbed her wrist dragging her inside. She squeaked and blushed as he tossed her to the mattress.

“I thought you wanted me to massage you~” she softly teased.

“I do…I just had to see you splayed out like this first~” he said back and she sat up with her face on fire.

He smirked and pecked her nose, “I do need that massage though.” He said, “I’ll have you splayed out more after.”

Her face was on fire, she knew that he wanted this as well…and she would oblige his wishes and innermost desires.