#butler

Trigger warnings: controlling behaviour, non con touching, non con oral (f recieving) somnophylia, fingering, isolation, manipulation

Yandere butler, who was personally assigned to you by your father. You never expected to get a personal butler so suddenly. He's just here to help, your father insists.

He looks extremely attractive. That's for sure. All the maids fawn over him and the ladies can't stop staring at him. While everyone else loves him, you find him a bit strange. A bit . . . Controlling if you must say.

You feel like he's always staring at you. Always following you. You once tried to get to know him better by asking him simple questions like what does he do for fun? Does he have any hobbies? Etc. his only response to you was, "I only enjoy serving my master." A hand carefully placed over his chest, where his heart should be. And his head slightly bowed for you.

You're not wrong when you say that he's controlling. He doesn't let anyone else touch your clothes or even your food. Everything has to be perfect for you, you deserve no less than that. So, he handles all these menial tasks himself. God forbid someone gives less than you what you deserve. Besides he knows all your preferences. No one knows you as well as he does. Your likes-dislikes and even what you do when you think no one's watching you.

He makes sure that you're always safe. Even at night, when you think you're alone but you're really not. You know someone's in your room. You can feel a presence when you sleep. You just don't know that it's him. So, when you try to tell your father that you feel like you're being watched at night his first suggestion is to keep the butler closer. Just for your safety, he says.

You don't think much about it. You don't know what to do anyway, feeling like you're losing your mind. He's using this as an excuse to follow you everywhere. Any place that you go, he is right beside you. For you, it's supposed to be about safety. For him, it's an opportunity to isolate you. Keep you away from others.

He should be the only one who is allowed to be close to you anyways. You're his master. It's his duty to serve you. It's his duty to take care of you and no one else's. So he'll ensure that he's the only one who gets to do those things for you.

You swear someone's going through your stuff. Your drawers are open at times and your stuff is always moved a bit. Your personal belongings are missing. You notice you're missing a comb, a perfume bottle but worst of all a few pairs of your panties.

Your fear increases and soon you find yourself falling into a sort of paranoia. No one entered your room besides you. No other maids or servants come here. Even your family doesn't come here. The only person who was here besides you was your butler but he's always stuck to your side like glue. He never leaves you for even a second.

That night you can't sleep properly. So you request your butler to bring you some tea. He brings you a hot cup of freshly brewed tea. Something simple to help you calm your nerves. You drink it and fall into a deep and comfortable slumber.

That night he doesn't hide himself. He shows himself freely in your bedroom. There's no fear of getting caught or any need to tiptoe around you. Because tonight, you'll sleep through everything that he'll do to you. Thanks to those pills in your tea. You won't wake up until the next morning.

His hands gently graze at your bare thigh. Your soft lacy shorts that always teased him look so tempting right now. Tempting him to take them off. He slides his hand under your shorts and cups your pussy. He slides your panty aside and rubs your entrance.

With one single pull, he removes your shorts as well as panties down. Your base body is not exposed to him. The sight of you so raw and naked for him makes him feel so turned on. Perverted him, who is already so hard for you.

He lays his head between your legs and allows himself one pick of your pussy. The taste is so exciting that he physically shakes. Not able to hold himself back, he goes back for another and another until he has to forcefully stop himself and take care of his own business down there.

He undies his zip and pulls his dick out. Gently he starts stroking himself until the end when he suddenly picks up pace. With a loud moan he realises himself onto your pussy. He pulls your panties up, careful to keep his cum in place and puts your shorts back on you.

For tonight, this will do.

You wake up feeling strange and groggy in the morning. You're extremely wet down there and there's a huge amount of what you think should be discharge but feels more like semen. This makes you uncomfortable. You're quick to shower and go about your day. Trying your best to ignore any thoughts about what might have happened.

That night you again have some tea to sleep peacefully and again you wake up all sticky and wet down there. This happens a few more nights until you start to doubt your butler. He's the only one who is in this room besides you. You fear that he's doing something to you when you're practically unconscious.

So, that night you don't drink your tea. He refuses to leave you alone until you drink it. It's the first thing that raises an alarm bell for you. So you send him to grab you a late night snack. Knowing how controlling he is, you know that he won't let anyone else but him cook for you.

When he finally leaves, you pour your tea down the sink in your bathroom and go back to sit in your room. The butler's back and he's happy to see your empty cup on the night stand.

You eat a small bite of whatever he brought and went to sleep. He doesn't know that you're faking it. He thinks you're really asleep and in a deep slumber that is. So when he goes on take your clothes off you scream.

At first he was surprised but his surprise was quickly replaced with a smirk. "It will be so much more fun now that you're awake." He places a hand on your mouth and climbs on top of your body. His weight forces you to stay put and his hand keeps you quiet.

With one hand, he pulls your shorts and panties down and without waiting for you he shoves two fingers in. You pull away from his weight at the sudden intrusion into your body but he doesn't budge.

His hands move slowly at first but they pick up the pace quickly. His thumb rubs at your clit. He keeps the pace until you feel your muscles tighten around his fingers and clench them hard. Your organs come suddenly and your body shakes from the pleasure of being intruded. It's not what you want but it's a reaction that he's forcefully pulling out of you.

He pulls his fingers out and licks them one by one. As if savoring the taste of the most delectable meal ever. You try to pull against him again which only makes his hard on rub against your body.

You manage to grab something from your nightstand. It's the same cup that you drank tea from, and smashed it against his skull. He dodges it in time. While he's distracted, you push him off of you and make a run for the door. All the while stepping on the broken pieces of the porcelain cup.

He grabs your arm and you swing at him as hard as you can. He grabs your other arm as well and holds it against his chest.

Behind you, the door opens. Your father enters, completely shocked at what he's seeing. You're thrashing around, trying your best to escape your butler.

Your father pulls you into his arms. He asks what's wrong. But before you can respond, the butler has his story ready. Your paranoia is getting worse, he said. You've gone crazy he said. You attacked him thinking he was an intruder and have even harmed yourself.

Your father looks at your feet in shock. There's blood coming from the various cuts that you've gotten.

You plead with him that the butler is lying. He's not telling the truth. You try to tell him that he was attacking you. Touching you inappropriately. Unfortunately, your father doesn't want to believe any of that. He's seen enough of your paranoia before. This fear of an unknown person watching and attacking you.

He worries about you. So he decides to ensure that you'll never be alone. To ensure that you'll never feel like there's someone who is secretly observing you and touching you.

The butler will stay with you at all times. He says. Much to your dismay and much to your butler's delight.