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The Noble House of Malfoy	By : Kanashii Category: Harry Potter > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 8224 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I shall skip a few
days here dear reader, because the next 3 days were filled mainly with my
Mistress Narcissa teaching me the more mundane aspects of my job such as how to
serve at dinner pouring wine, clearing dishes off the table between courses and
things such as that. She also worked with me in teaching me how to walk more
gracefully, and the proper way to address people. �You will only refer to me
and Lucius as Master and Mistress when we are alone. At all other times and
especially around other people it is always Sir or Ma�am. While my husband and
I could be considered �nobility� there are no true Nobles in the wizarding
world as there are in the muggle world.� She gently explained, �The only one
you can refer to as �Master� publicly is our son Draco since he is still a
minor, so Master Draco is appropriate.�

At times I felt my mind swimming with so many
rules of etiquette and decorum and what was required! I was certain I would
forget it all, but my Mistress was a lovely and patient teacher. The Master of the house, Lucius had been gone
for two days so it had merely been me and the Mistress alone as she and
occasionally Dobby would show around the home and what mundane chores I would
be required to do.

I came to find out
that there was actually more servants that occasionally came by besides there
ever present house elf. There was Carl who was the head groom and caretaker of
the Malfoy stables which contained elegant hunters, steeplechasers and Lucius
Malfoy�s elegant black Friesian horse �Arridano�, the one I had seen in his
portrait. Once a week (twice a week when
Draco would be home or if there was a party to prepare for) there was a team of
4 witches and a wizard who worked as maids and a butler. Occasionally the
butler doubled as a companion and bodyguard for young Master Draco when he was
home or as a personal assistant to Lucius. He was a formidable man, standing
nearly 6�7, well muscled with dark black hair brushed back and eyes like two
icy cold chips of ice. His name was Lothar and while he often had a half lidded
sleepy look to his eyes, I knew he was watching everything around him as
closely as a great tiger ready to pounce in an instant. Lothar scared me and
obviously made the other servants nervous as well, he rarely spoke and when he
did it was to simply give a deep but quiet command.

Mistress allowed
me into her room on the 3rd day and showed me what my duties would
be regarding serving her. The Malfoy�s bedroom was as elegant if not more so as
the rest of their impressive manor, done in dark reds, blacks often trimmed in
gold it was both elegant and unnerving in here. A huge canopied bed dominated
the room and black lacquered furniture from the Far East was tastefully placed
around. The first day up here I had noticed a small mattress/pallet near the
foot of the bed with an eyebolt near it that connected to the bed frame.

�That is for you if
you earn it.� Mistress had told me as she circled around me her long finger
stroking my cheek or throat, her soft breath near my ear. �On days you are
privileged enough to join us up here, and if you are invited to spend the night
that will be your bed. I am having special sheets and a black satin comforter
made especially for you.� She cooed slightly and gave me a quick light kiss on
the lips. With a twinkle of amusement to her elegant eyes she motioned me over
to her dressing table and showed me exactly how she liked her long hair brushed
out. While she was more than a capable witch it was my job as her handmaid in
the morning to give her assistance in picking out her clothing or jewelry,
helping to brush out her hair or rubbing scented oils or perfume on her milky
skin.

It had been day 3
when I had met the aforementioned Lothar in person. He had dropped by and my
Mistress had instructed the 3 of us to go to my room where she ordered me to
undress completely. Without hesitation I had obeyed her and slipped out of the
elegant servants dress, my eyes warily watching Lothar who gave me no more
notice than a fly on the wall, his large arms folded against his chest.

�Lothar has many
functions here� she had explained as she ran her hands briefly over my nude
body. �Lead assistant and head of all servants, bodyguard for me or Draco, personal
assistant to Lucius, as well as head butler and manager at any important
parties or functions.� She had paused as she motioned me to lie on the bed. �He
is also a very capable masseuse, and he will give you a demonstration so that
you can pleasure your Mistress when I require a massage.� She had summoned a
bottle of warm, lavender oil with her wand. �One last thing Lothar does have
permission for.� My Mistress said as she slowly placed the bottle down on the
small nightstand near my bed, �Whenever he is here, he has full powers to
punish and correct you as well. Lucius has instructed it and I agree. So heed
him well, pet. Lothar is also a fully capable wizard and knowledgeable in the
Dark Arts, you do not wish to feel punishment from his wand nor his strong
hands.� She stated succinctly and then stood back.

�Go ahead and show
her some massage techniques Lothar.� Narcissa spoke then merely went and stood
quietly in the corner.

�Of course M�Lady.�
His deep baritone voice spoke and he stepped over to the side of my bed. I could not help the small tremor of fear I
felt from his presence a moment but as soon as one of his large hands rested
upon my shoulder the fear of him seemed to melt away. �Relax and pay attention
to the techniques I use.� Was his only and simple instruction to me. I felt my
body become warm, compliant flesh beneath his very capable and skilled hands as
he bent over and went to work on my muscles, never in my life had I ever felt a
pleasure and relaxation so heavenly.

Lothar and the small
team of maids were gone by that evening when I served Mistress her dinner
alone. �You are doing very well pet.� She had complimented me on my serving of
food and pouring of wine. �It is all still new for you, confidence will come in
time.� She assured me as my hand shook slightly as I cleaned up the plated and
gave a small curtsey exactly as she had shown me.

I had just finished
serving Mistress her after-dinner liqueur when the small crack of someone
apparating into the dining area nearly made me leap out of my skin. Narcissa
did not even blink. I was expecting it to by Dobby, I had not seen him much the
last day and a half but instead it was the Master and he looked positively
livid.

His eyes were like
two molten bolts of steel and his long hair was not in its usual tight
ponytail, but loose and untidy and his features were etched in quiet murderous
rage.

�Lucius?� Narcissa
asked quietly as she too quickly picked up the tightly controlled rage in her
husbands voice. �What is wrong?�

�It�s that bloody,
worthless no good house elf and that fucking Potter brat!� he spat each word as
though he had tasted something vile. With a quick growl of rage his cane swept
forth and crashed into an expensive vase sending it shattering into a thousand
broken fragments.

Narcissa was on her
feet instantly at his side, �What my love, what has happened?� she soothed with
a quiet calmness.

�That bloody Potter
whelp cost us our house elf!� he bellowed again allowing his anger to come to
the forefront. I felt myself wanting to run and hide at the sight of his rage,
never had I seen him this undone and it terrified me.

�You! Slave!� he
suddenly pointed his cane at me like a sword his eyes blazing with menace.
�Come here!� he ordered darkly.

�Lucius please,�
Narcissa quickly swept up against him her eyes with worry in them. �Not now,� I
could hear her whisper briefly, �Not when your rage is so close to the surface,
you are to dangerous right now my beloved. Please I beg you. Let her go for the
night, please.� She pressed herself tightly against him as though desperately
trying to placate and soothe his white hot rage. I saw her whisper something
briefly to his ear alone, and it was only then that his eyes slipped back into
a civilized focus.

�Fine, bloody fine!�
he growled in a low tone. �You, slave, get out of my sight, you are excused for
the night.� He then grabbed his wife hard around the shoulder; even I could see
the quick flinch of discomfort in her eyes, �Upstairs then Narcissa, since you
are offering yourself in her place.� He swept away practically dragging my
Mistress up the stairs with him.

With trembling steps
I backed out of the dining room and practically scurried to my room, with my
heart beating a frenzied tempo in my chest.
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