Chapter 9

The bathroom was a true sanctuary of extravagance and splendour, thoughtfully designed to meet our every desire. 

As we stepped in, our senses were immediately enraptured by the opulence that surrounded us.

It featured an open-air bath, nestled in a secluded corner, with milky white water that seemed to invite us to immerse ourselves in its silky embrace. The aroma of roses wafted gently from the water, enhancing the enchanting ambience.

As steam rose from the inviting bath, it artfully concealed the opulence of its size, leaving only tantalizing glimpses of its form. 

The slow, sinuous haze drifted with an almost poetic grace, weaving its way across the bathroom like a dance of enchantment. The interplay of light and steam added an ethereal quality to the surroundings, evoking a sense of sensuality.

The floors and walls were adorned with exquisite marble, its cool touch providing a refreshing contrast to the warm, inviting bath. The intricate carvings and golden accents continued from the bedroom, creating a seamless transition between the two spaces.

A row of intricately designed water pipes and ornate golden buckets and cups lined the wall, ready to dispense water for a relaxing bath. 

Fresh, fluffy towels, perfectly folded and awaiting our use, were elegantly displayed on a nearby shelf. 

The room was bathed in a gentle, warm illumination, a harmonious blend of soft light fixtures and the golden radiance emanating from the crystal chandelier that hung gracefully above the inviting bath. 

As the constant amazement at every turn started to wane, I realized it was time to accept my reality.

Fae and Elva, seemingly attuned to my needs, released my hands and moved with graceful enthusiasm. They selected a stool and a bucket, then turned to me with eager smiles, a heartwarming sight as they offered their assistance, "We'll help you wash up, Master♡~/My Lord♡." they declared, their words echoing their devotion.

Moved by their unwavering devotion, I responded with a heartfelt smile and agreed to their offer.

Taking a few steps, I positioned myself in front of Fae, her immense, soft tits hung in a state of serene suspension, gently swaying through the air as she gracefully set down the stool. 

Her boobs, endowed with a remarkable softness and a captivating beauty, demanded attention, their exquisite design drawing my eye and invoking a sense of wonder. 

Elva, meanwhile, took charge of the bucket and opened the tap of the faucet. The water began to flow gently into the bucket, slowly filling it up.

As the water poured down and its remnants created delicate sprays, some of these droplets found their way to Elva's beautiful, golden-brown skin, causing it to glisten with a soft, ethereal radiance. The play of water on her skin was like a work of art, accentuating her enhanced beauty.

Elva wore a joyful smile that seemed to illuminate her face, her enchanting blue eyes mirroring her delight as she visualized the act of bathing me. 

Her thoughts were vividly written upon her face, and it was apparent that she was eagerly savouring the anticipation of this intimate moment. I didn't even need to tap into our unique connection to discern her excitement; it was a genuine and palpable expression of her affection and devotion. 

Elva scooped up the water with a cup. Gracefully, she rose from the floor and approached me, the cup of cool water in her hands.

"May I start now, My Lord?" Elva inquired, seeking my affirmation as she stood ready to proceed.

With a warm smile, I nodded my head, acknowledging her readiness and giving her the green light to begin.

In response to my nod, she poured the refreshing water over my head in a leisurely, deliberate manner, allowing it to cascade down over my skin. The sensation was revitalizing, and I couldn't help but sigh contentedly, feeling a sense of relaxation and happiness wash over me.

"Thank you," I expressed my gratitude to Elva for her kind and refreshing gesture, a genuine smile of appreciation gracing my face.

Her eyes sparkled with delight in response to my words, and her own smile mirrored her happiness at being of service.

With graceful movements, she leaned down to refill the cup with more water from the bucket, her actions showcasing the sensuality of her body. 

It was a mesmerizing sight, her posterior was a sight to behold, its curves captivating. 

My hand meandered toward it, eagerly embracing the velvety softness it offered.

"Aahn~ My Lord♡," She exclaimed in surprise, her reaction a mix of anticipation and astonishment. The blush that swept across her face was like a rosy canvas, extending to her captivating ear.

A trace of embarrassment tinted my smile as I confessed, "Sorry, I couldn't help myself."

Elva's expression remained steadfast, her devotion an unshakable foundation. Her hand came to rest over her heart as she declared with a depth of sincerity that resonated with unwavering love, "My everything belongs to you, My Lord. There's no need for apologies," Her words were like a promise etched in the air. Moved by her unwavering devotion, my smile deepened as I appreciated her all the more.

All of a sudden, something remarkably soft and substantial adhered to my back, exuding the delicate fragrance of lilacs.

"It's time for a wash~, Master♡," Fae whispered gently into my ears.