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Katarina and Tanya's First Time
🕑 Added 2023-02-04 04:10:05 +0000 UTC"Of all the times," I muttered to myself, trying to maintain and keep my cool. Remaining within the bounds of rationality was the most important thing I could do right now, as it was the only way that we were going to make it through this disaster. Were I to be alone, this would not be such a problem, but I am not.
Indeed, an unfortunate turn of events has landed both myself and my lady in a predicament, a very dire predicament at that, and I've been trying to distract myself from the grim reality of the matter.
We are lost, alone and far away from civilization. The blizzard and avalanche had come by surprise, neither of us had expected it at all, nor did any of the other servants... My blood ran cold then, as I saw that my idiot mistress put herself in danger to save her little brother Keith from harm, heedless to the fact that she was in far more danger herself.
I glanced at her, at where she sat, with her knees up to her face, trembling as she hugged herself and tried to keep her strength and warmth up. I hadn't needed to instruct her, it seemed she grasped it at a fundamental and basic level, that was good if nothing else.
I caught her staring at me, and she flinched and looked aside.
Unkind words may have been spoken had I been a less than professional maid. As it were, I schooled my features and glanced at the sealed hole... I made a decision. My magic was not particularly good for anything other than destruction, but the Light of Destruction that I was capable of using could melt snow... the cold outside did the rest, leaving us with a wall of ice between ourselves and the cold outside.
Calling this place a cavern was a misnomer, due to the shifting snows most of it had become entirely inaccessible, rendering this place little more than a hole at the bottom of a hill. Ten steps from the entrance to the point it started getting narrow, and five steps from there it was an impassably narrow crevice.
Either way, even as my lady sulked, I gathered some of the snow at our disposal and shoved it into place, sealing the entrance to the cave as best as I could, and when I was done, I gave my own work a nod of approval. It wasn't perfect, but it would prevent heat from escaping from the cave too easily.
We couldn't light a fire in here, we had no chimney to let the smoke out, nor did we have much to burn unless we started sacrificing our clothes.
I doubt that the thick coat I was wearing would burn very well, soaked as it was, nor would my lady's considerably more stylysh fur coat, which was similarly wet. Even worse, this reminded me that we couldn't dry our clothes either, and the way they were soaked with cold water...
"My lady, we must undress post haste," I said, "I've already blocked off the outside, but if we keep wearing our cold and soaked clothes, we will undoubtedly get sick, which is a death sentence in this situation."
Katarina hummed. "Tanya, you're so calm, even when I've given up... I should've expected there was no way to really escape doom..." she muttered. "I just wish I hadn't gotten you caught up in it too..."
"My lady," I insisted, stepping close to her, "it is not yet time to give up. We were not carried too far, and undoubtedly, your family is already making moves to search for us. We will simply have to survive the night, and when it is light, I'll use my magic to guide the others to our location."
Firing lasers into the sky was pretty likely to bring attention to our location.
"But... but," Katarina shuddered. "It's so cold, I can barely move," she said.
Tanya frowned. Of course, the lady was just a young girl... well, Tanya herself was a young girl as well. They were barely taking their first steps into adulthood, even if in this world Katarina had been considered an adult for the past four years, in Tanya's mind, she was but a fledgling adult, and even moreso, she still lived at her family's home and hadn't even started actually working at her new job.
These vacations to the snowy mountains were supposed to be celebration for landing that job despite her general demeanor in the first place... too bad it turned out like this.
I gathered myself, and decided the best course of action was to go ahead and implement everything I've learned in serving my lady, from when she was a child and refused to get out of bed, to her adult years where I find myself forcing her to put on properly formal attire when needed.
"My lady," I said, carefully approaching her, "I am going to strip you now," I warned.
"E-Eh?" Katarina blinked up at me.
I grabbed her by the arms she was using to hug her knees and pulled her up on her feet. She stumbled a little, and shivered in place, but I was swift, and I was skilled, and I had dressed and undressed this girl thousands of times before. I may not have Anne with me for backup now, but the thick, furry coat she is wearing right now is hardly as complicated as a corset!
The buttons came undone quickly, and though my lady's hands came down to protect her modesty, despite all her training she lacked the strength to stop me when I am intent on saving her from illness.
"What the- That- Tanyaaa!" she cried, as I grabbed her coat from the lapel and spun her around, pulling hard on it at the same time as her arm was put in exactly the right position, by the end of her spin, I had managed to pull the second arm into place as well, allowing me to just forcibly remove the ridiculously heavy coat, tossing it aside.
My lady's sweater was next, and while she was still dumbfounded and recovering from the spin, I grabbed the hem of her sweater and pulled it up. I could feel the water that clung to it as I grabbed it, and I realized it was urgent, imperative, that I deal with this problem.
"Arms up, now," I ordered, trying to project the same commanding voice I used on my troops, and despite herself, she obeyed, though I could see she was already struggling to move. Her lethargy was no doubt partially a product of the cold... it was even more urgent now! I pulled her sweater up, and as she was staggering from that, I quickly undid the buttons of her blouse and easily slipped it off of her.
My lady was left now only in her last layer of clothing, but her bra had to go as well, it was just as soaked as every other bit of clothing she wore on her. This world had somehow created surprisingly modern bras... all sorts of underwear really. Honestly with the advanced lingerie, I would imagine that some sort of perverted lingerie fetishist was reincarnated into this world long before I was.
Once her bra was off, my mistress' chest was free, and I swallowed the knot on my throat. My mistress was... a beautiful woman. Of course she was. I'd seen her grow up, in some ways, I'd grown up alongside her, and yet...
Even after seeing them so many times before, why is it that now these pale breasts inspire such heat in me? No, stop bothering yourself with that, Tanya, you are a servant, your primary priority is the young lady's health and safety! How do you expect to become her right hand and live in the lap of luxury as her handmaiden if you do not control yourself at these times!
"Your skin is very cold, my lady," I muttered, "we must warm you up," I added, getting on one knee before her. Her skirt was thick and heavy, but it was held together by a single button, and it was easy to remove. Under it, her leggings were a bit more complicated, but luckily, the cloth was elastic enough that I could pull them down even as my mistress remained still.
I gulped, her panties were right in front of my face, I only realized I'd nearly put my face into her crotch, and I- I shook my head, not the time for that, she's shivering... I must hurry! Her boots and leggings were off, and next was, next- Focus! My fingers hooked into the waistband of her fancy silken panties, and I pulled them off. My mistress was carefully cared for, of course - she was kept in fashion, naturally, and for some insane reason with the revolution of Bikinis ladies trimming their pubic hairs had become fashionable.
A part of me was briefly jealous of my mistress, for I couldn't even grow any pubic hair at all... but I dismissed the thought, thinking it odd. Why do I care about such insignificant things? I slapped my cheeks to keep myself awake and to try to dispel the heat taking over me, looking up at my mistress.
She was still shivering in place, and shaking... I had to think of something... wait, I know..! I'll share my body heat with her, but for that, first, first I needed to...
As Tanya began to lose herself in her mind, at the other end of the equation, Katarina was...
Panicking.
Panicking badly. Not only had she somehow managed to trigger some sort of doom flag she didn't even know existed, not only had she nearly got Keith killed when she tried to save him, she'd very likely and probably gotten herself AND her handmaid killed by getting them swept up in an avalanche during a snowstorm!
And as if that wasn't bad enough, she had even been so useless that Tanya had to desperately try to keep her safe and healthy!
And she did so... she did so by...
Intellectually, Katarina knew exactly what her maid was doing. She'd done it a million times before, even. She'd undressed and dressed Katarina millions of times! And yet, and yet- even though it was just getting her out of her cold, wet clothes, even though it was all simple, logical and entirely innocent...
Within Katarina, there was a straight up war in the council room, as lines had been drawn and sides had been taken, the intellectual and timid parts of her insisting that all of this was totally innocent and was in no way indicative of anything, while the stubborn and strong minded parts of her were insisting that this was a message, that they needed to take a step right then and there to ensure their way right out of the flags that lead to doom!
Meanwhile, at the middle of it all, the judge and chairman of the council slammed her gavel into the frosted over desk, and ordered the others to shut up and behold, because something wonderful was happening right in front of them.
Indeed! Katarina's eyes opened, and she realized that despite bringing her hands up to her face to cover her eyes, she had left gaps big enough that her sight wasn't impeded at all, as her maid was taking off her clothes.
It was shocking to realize...
Katarina could not recall a time that she remembered seeing Tanya in the nude. The blonde maid was... almost an entity that Katarina could even imagine in the buff. Even seeing her out of the maid outfit was a bit of a shocker whenever it happened, but this... this...
Tanya's coat was off, and then her thick outer shirt, and finally, the much thinner, more comfortable undershirt, more of a camisole really, and...
Katarina felt a knot form within her throat. She knew, somewhere within her, that she shouldn't be looking at her like that. At her servant. Her friend really. But lately, she could not help but be so much more aware of everything around her. It had started when Geordo forced her to realize that they were adults, and that he was a man, but then it seemed to galvanize everyone else as well, and for some reason, it seemed like even Mary, Maria and Sophia had decided they wanted her to be aware of them.
And now...
And now Katarina couldn't stop looking at what she was seeing. Tanya wasn't big by any means. She was closer to Sophia than she was to Mary, but each of them looked like they'd fill her hands just nicely enough... her pink nipples were the same shade of pale pink as her lips.
Katarina tried to swallow down the ever growing knot, especially as Tanya finished with her upper body's clothes, and the moment she put them into a neatly arranged pile, she stood back up, and then without turning back to face Katarina, began to remove her pants, bending over to pull them down to her ankles, showing off her true asset...
Katarina came to realize, then and there, that she liked butts. She already knew she liked the bodies of men, she'd been a maiden game enjoyer for very long after all, but to find that- that-
She'd never wanted to be able to use peach emojis as much as she wanted, right then and there! Her pale skin, the perfect curve, the thighs that supported it, the tiny black thong that framed it perfectly, every part of it, everything about it, was driving Katarina up the wall, even as she tried to insist to herself that- that-
That what?
Right.
She liked girls too. She was...
Yeah.
She couldn't help herself.
Finally, reduced to only her panties, Tanya took them off as well, without fanfare. She wasn't stripping for Katarina's enjoyment, after all, but even so, every movement she made was unexpectedly sexy... everything she did, as she peeled the tight, wet clothes off of her, it was sending the worst signals to Katarina's brain... she gulped, she trembled, she- she kept her eyes locked on every single fiber of the fabrics that made up Tanya's panties, as the blonde pulled them down, revealing a bare and just... perfect little-
Katarina smacked herself, and put her palms over her eyes, and chanted in her head, and shouted and tried to keep it all down.
"My lady, we must--" Tanya's voice was like a sweet whisper to her ears, "share our body heat..."
This was it.
Katarina just... let it happen. She felt warmth overcome her, as she came into contact with her maid's perfect, doll-like skin. As she felt, more than saw, the slim, svelte body, deceptively weak looking, yet a font of unmatched strength.
She felt all of that wrap around her, she felt her maid's hands all over her, just like a million times before, but so much more intensely now, she felt her own hands reaching for the maid's back, her own body instinctively seeking heat, even their legs intertwined, as they allowed themselves to rest on the dry ground... their legs moved, they sought more and more of each other's skin...
As they clung to each other, Tanya's right leg went inbetween Katarina's thigh, and Katarina's thighs opened up, they slid against each other, and once more, the lady and her maid shared their first kiss with each other, though perhaps, it was a manner of kiss neither ever expected, as their foreheads met together, and a chaste peck, by total accident, saw the two exchanging heat more directly...
The heat was rising, and they continued to cling to each other through the night, and if their lips met in another clandestine kiss, neither would say anything to the other about it...
And early next morning, the fireball that impacted the 'door' that covered their makeshift shelter gave them just about enough time to get their underwear back on at the time the rescue workers that had been dispatched to find them melted the ice and let them free. Luckily, Tanya had been able to hide Katarina in the out of the way tight crevice.
It'd be a shame if she had to kill their rescuers because they laid eyes on her mistress in such a state, after all.
