Washing The Lady

The first thing to hit me when I entered the room was the smell. Usually you would expect the smell to be that for heated water, the weird, heavy scent that comes along with it. However, this wasn't the case here. The room smelled sweet, like the blooming of flowers or the ripening of fruits. It was almost as if I had walked into a garden instead of a bathing room.

I pushed those thoughts out of my mind as I continued forward, pushing the cart past the cubbies containing women's clothing. Based on how many cubbies were full, it seemed that there were three women inside right now. I wondered how I would be able to tell which woman Lady Trisha was.

It was a needless worry, as the moment I pushed open the door into the steamed bathing room a hand grabbed me by the arm and pulled me forwards.

"Finally, Kay went to fetch a maid ages ago." I met the vibrant red eyes of the woman who just pulled me through the door. They were beautiful, yet scary eyes all at the same time. The vibrant red, bordering on crimson, meshed perfectly with her naturally sharp eyes and face, giving her a gorgeous yet mean expression by default. I'm sure if she wanted to, her glare would frighten even the most courageous of men away. Yet she could also give off a look that drew the most cowardly man in. That was how beautiful her face and eyes were.

Her hair was a luxurious silver, shining brightly even in the steam filled room. It kind of reminded me of Amelia's sparkling eyes, it's shine not losing out in the slightest. Her hair was long, draping down past her bottom almost to her knees. I gulped, realizing that I would need to clean that shortly. It was going to be a tedious job.

However, at least I would have a great view while I do so. Her pale body was just as captivating as her gaze, with a perfect hourglass figure as long pale limbs, along with nice, perfectly sized breasts to compliment the rest of her body. She was so well shaped I was suspicious of how natural it was. But I couldn't show that now, as a maid would be executed for talking back to her master.

Lady Trisha looked up at me with an amazed gaze. "Wow… you're so tall, and your hands are so big." It made sense that she was amazed. I was a man of above average size, especially after I had gotten 'Perfect Body'. I watched as her eyes bore into my face, trying to discern my features. I was slightly scared that she would realize I'm not a woman, but just as I was about to try to shake her off something popped up.

[Skill:Manipulation Mastery Up]

I smiled as the notification popped up. With my 'Manipulation' at Expert, there was no way she would see through my disguise. After all, she was only slightly doubting me when it was at Intermediate. I bowed my head, hiding my smile as if I felt complimented by her words.

"I was always larger than others, my Lady. As was my mother, and her mother before that." I played it off like a family trait that was passed down, making sure to speak in my girl voice. A look of understanding broke out on her face before she turned around and continued pulling me forwards.

"Well, you being big is good for me! This means you can wash me better!" I was a bit confused at how size correlated to the effectiveness of washing, but I decided to chalk it up as her being nice and trying to make sure I feel secure about my size.

Her pulling didn't last for too long, as we eventually ended up at a glass door. Actually, we had passed multiple of these glass doors while walking down a hallway that the door from the cubbies had led to. These glass doors seemed to lead to their own full luxury bathing areas. I didn't know why they were all see-through doors, but I didn't care as it gave me a couple of good views as I was walking with Lady Trisha.

The first lady I saw while walking was someone I didn't recognize, although I did want to meet her. She was turned away from the door so I couldn't see her face, but I could see her bright blue hair that came down to her mid back as well as her nicely shaped ass that gave me a good show. However what really got my attention was the fact that I could see the sides of her tits from the back, meaning that she had a massive pair. A pair that I very much wanted to see.

The second girl almost made me collapse in shock. It was a girl I had met and was interested in for a while, but had no way to approach. Her fairly long green hair and beautiful pink eyes rested nicely on her pretty face. It was Princess Elizabeth, or Elly, as she had practically begged me to call her. Her body was similar to Lady Trisha's, but not quite as well formed. Her breasts, while smaller than Trisha's, were just as perky, and her hips still swayed seductively with every step.

I had not been expecting to see her here, but I was not mad about it either. In fact, it was a view I had wanted to see for a while. Unfortunately, it wasn't a view I could see for long, as I was quickly pulled past the door by Lady Trisha, cart and all.

Thus, the door we arrived at was no different than those, and Lady Trisha pushed inwards familiarly, immediately navigating towards the washing station. I pushed the cart close to the bath, where she would be relaxing after washing, and moved towards Lady Trisha.

As I arrived, a question broke the silence. "Um, are you not going to undress?" Lady Trisha asked me. "You will get your uniform dirty…" I widened my eyes. I had forgotten, but maids usually bathe their Lady in a towel unless they are in a larger team of maids, in which case there is no need as they only need to do one job and there is less chance of getting dirty. I bit my lower lip lightly, trying to think of a response.

Finally, I thought of one. "Yes, my Lady. However, my body is very unappealing to look at, so I ask that you please allow me to change away from your precious eyes." I phrased it as if I was ashamed of my body, hoping that her kindness would make her allow me to change away from prying eyes.

"Okay, I'll look away so don't worry." She shot me a smile before turning away and even putting her hands over her eyes. I knew she was kind enough for this. I used my 'Fabric Fornicator' skill to keep a towel up between me and her as I slipped out of the outfit and wrapped a towel around me. There weren't any towels that would fully encompass my body, but luckily my skill worked for that as well, so I made one big enough and comfortably wrapped it around me, manipulating it to look like I had small breasts as well.

Then I lowered the towel between us and walked over to the Lady, now wearing nothing but a towel. The situation itself was getting me erect, but I had already accounted for this and, despite my over sized member, it didn't show outside my towel. I let out a small, inaudible sigh of relief as I visually checked to make sure my erection didn't leak out.

I finally reached the lady and tapped her on the shoulder. She lowered her hands and opened her eyes, looking up at me. I smiled and nodded in gratitude before grabbing the cleaning supplies and getting to work washing her. I started with her hair, the most tedious part of the job. I grabbed the shampoo, lathering it over my fingers and hands, before rubbing it into her scalp. I made sure to massage her scalp as well as I did so, using my skill, 'The Eyes of A Pervert' to figure out which spots felt the best for her.

After a while of this, I slowly moved down her hair, making sure to lather every inch. Lady Trisha was now fully relaxed, she seemed slightly tense as if she didn't trust my skills at the beginning, but my scalp massage had blown that away. She now completely trusted me. It took a while, but I finished shampooing her hair. I let it sit for a while, instead moving onto washing her body. I started at her neck, moving downwards. One hand held a sponge, gently moving down her body and washing it, while the other glided across her skin on its own, spreading the soap further. Normally, this wasn't how maid's washed their lady's skin. They would usually use a sponge in one hand and a small rag in the other, but I omitted that rag in order to feel her body directly.

Trisha was slightly startled at my sudden skin to skin contact, but quickly grew used to it and instead just went with the flow allowing me free reign over her body. And I happily accepted. I used the sponge to begin on her breasts, carefully washing the tops and sides, before focusing the nipples as well. I cleaned them for longer than what was needed, causing them to stand up erect.

Then, under the guise of needing to lift them to clean under, I used my free hand to grab one of her breasts lightly and lift. Then I brought the sponge underneath and took my time cleaning the underside. I repeated this once more, enjoying the soft, squishy handful in my hands both times. Then I continued downwards, making sure to wash her properly before finally ending up at her lower half. I started with her hips and ass, washing those while also occasionally copping a feel.

I moved onto her front, namely her vagina. I wanted to spend extra time there, and focus on her lower lips, however she would be suspicious if I did so, so instead I did the normal amount. Making sure to thoroughly wash it. The only different thing I did was make sure to lightly press on her clit, making a moan escape her lips.

She quickly covered her mouth then looked down at me, trying to judge whether or not I had heard the moan. I acted as if I hadn't, instead moving my sponge down to her legs like nothing was wrong. She let out a soft sigh that she thought I wouldn't be able to hear as I finished washing her body. I grabbed the shower head, making sure to angle it in a way that wouldn't splash into her eyes or face, and began to wash her off before beginning on applying the conditioner.

The conditioner took the same amount of time as the shampoo, but I made sure to apply it with the same amount of care while also massaging her scalp. Then I finished by washing her off once more before standing up and offering my hand to her to help her stand.

She took my hand and looked up at me with a smile on her face. "You're good at this. What's your name?" She asked, her curious eyes staring at me. I looked down at her and quickly came up with a name. "I'm Celia, you can call me Cece." I picked a name that at least started with the same sound as my actual name, in order to help me react to it when needed.

Lady Trisha nodded, smiling still as I helped her into the tub to relax. I pulled the cart closer to me and uncapped the wine. "Would you like a drink to help you relax, my lady?"