Thrown Into A New World: Let The Punishment Begin!

Almost every noble household was eagerly awaiting the return of their sons and the same could be said for one particular estate which was also filled with servants rushing around to ensure that everything was prepared for the return of their only heir.

Their wait had finally come to an end when the sounds of horses galloping into the estate were heard.

To bring this joyous news to the Master of the household, the Butler rushed towards the Office where he knew his Master was.

The middle-aged man knocked on the door and announced his identity to the man who was seated inside.

Upon receiving permission, the butler pushed the door open and his eyes fell upon an unexpected sight but he was quick to avert his gaze.

He first bowed his head before looking up at his master, focusing on the face and nothing else.

"Master, the Young Master has returned." He announced the reason for his sudden arrival which seemed to have disturbed his Master.

The man seated behind the desk had flushed cheeks and it could be seen that he was struggling to catch his breath.

If the butler had not caught sight of a particular scene upon first entering this room then he would have panicked after seeing this state of his Master.

However, knowing the cause of the nobleman's breathlessness, he simply coughed and looked away without uttering another word.

"That's enough now." The hoarse voice of the Master was heard and a whimper followed soon enough.

The echoes of slurping and choking sounds emanating throughout this room from when the butler had entered finally came to a halt.

"Is everything ready for his arrival?" The Master questioned and knowing that it was aimed at him, the butler gave a quick reply by nodding in affirmation.

The butler then watched as his master rose from his seat after he finally managed to calm himself.

The sight of his Master, naked from the waist down as he stood up, did not affect him as he had witnessed much worse sights throughout the many years that he had served in this household.

Thus he did not waste too much time as he moved forward, helping his master to get dressed and be presentable for greeting his son, the heir of the household.

The nobleman felt no shame in being exposed before his loyal servant and accepted the help as that was what his butler was supposed to do.

Once he was ready, he glanced at his Butler who received his signal, before walking out of the door.

As soon as the Master was out of his sight, the butler turned around and glared at the other person in this room.

The moment he had entered the Office, he had already caught sight of the pair of legs that were peeking through from underneath the Master's table.

The lewd sounds echoing in the room were enough to reveal what was taking place which did not surprise him in the least bit.

He had walked in on many such sights and now he was no longer shocked by what his Master was capable of even when the Madam was somewhere around this very mansion.

Being a loyal butler, while he might have helped his Master cover up such incidents, it did not mean that he condoned such behavior.

He simply turned a blind eye towards it and pretended to be oblivious about it.

However, he had to do something about the other person in this room.

"If you want to survive in this mansion then you better learn your place." He chided the woman who had crawled out from beneath the table behind which the Master had been seated until now.

The pair of legs that he had seen upon his arrival belonged to this woman who was busy pleasuring the master under the table.

The woman dressed in a maid's uniform licked her lips as she stared at the man who had just ordered her to behave.

"Don't be jealous that the Master likes me more now." She smirked while buttoning up her open dress.

She had seen how the butler had stared at her chest just now but he was pretending to be righteous while reprimanding her.

The Butler glared at her viciously when he noticed how shameless she had become ever since she had entered this mansion as a maid.

"Don't forget that you are just a lowly maid my Master picked up." He snarled at her before shaking his head at what he was doing.

'Wasting time on her is of no use to me.' He sighed at himself for losing his temper before giving her one final glance.

Earlier, he had been shocked that she was bold enough to come out of that hiding place without making herself look presentable.

However, the maid had misunderstood that he was ogling at her.

Without bothering to explain his stance to her, he simply looked at her from top to bottom before muttering a single sentence.

"If you don't want to go back to your miserable life on the streets then you better behave yourself." He commanded, his authority clear in his tone as he scowled at her before turning around.

He still had a lot to do since the Young Master had returned and did not wish to stay in this room with that ridiculous woman any longer.

Thus he left without giving her any chance to retort to what he had just said.

Being left inside this room, the maid sneered while glaring at the man's back as he strode away.

The last look he had directed at her was as though he was looking at the dust on the ground, something that wasn't even worthy of his attention and anger.

This thought made her gnash her teeth but she soon regained her senses.

She had gone through similar situations and while she had gotten used to it in the past, this was the first time she had faced open hostility in this household.

She could do nothing about it right now but there will come one day when things would change.

The maid had been seated on the cold ground until now, serving the man of this house but her eyes soon turned towards the large and comfortable chair where he had sat.

She knew that her actions were getting bolder each day but who was to stop her when the Master himself melted each time she touched him.

'You will bow down to me one day.' She smirked as she sat on the chair of the nobleman, unafraid, as there was no one around to witness her reckless actions.

Relaxing in that chair, she tapped the table before her while thinking of certain aspects that had changed in her life.

This Master did not care about anything and would claim her each time she appeared before his eyes.

Even if the Madam was just on the other side of this mansion, he had taken her to bed so many times right under his wife's nose but the poor lady never seemed to doubt him.

'It seems that this butler is more trustworthy than that other one..' She nodded as regardless of how he acted just now, he often helped his Master get away with it even when they got too reckless with their actions sometimes.