You think the best option to dispose of the trash is to hide it under the damaged stand

When you are finished the sand is, shallower than usual and you do your best to smooth it out with your feet. You can't do anything about the wood so you hope that by getting the trash behind it whoever comes to fix everything will also clean up after you.

You are also exhausted. You have spent most of your life using magic to reinforce or otherwise support your physical efforts using just your muscles sucks. With or without magic you were still physically able so the work didn't flatten you but still you were breathing hard and sweating. For a brief moment you suddenly felt like you were back in your world, unsure at what age you left the concept of manual labour largely behind you walked to the baths to clean up yourself and your uniform and your room to collect your schedule.

As a small mercy there was no one in the baths which reminded you that for the next few days you'll be bathing with either Vatarie for personal safety. Women were kinda sexually aggressive and you didn't have much of a way to protect yourself. As you walked to you room you started laughing. At the start of last week you were worried about the exact same thing. Funny how things change yet stay the same. When you reach your room and are still laughing you have to take a second to breath. Your emotional bouncing was clearly not over with just yet.

You head inside and grab your book then run to class. Again having to use muscle alone for running left you breathing a little heavily but thankfully not sweating. From your guess the second class should have started by now so you header to the room as quickly as you could without tiring yourself out any more.

Listening at the door for a moment you can hear the class is on going and wonder if walking inside now is the best idea. Turning the handle you can here the lecturer slow in her speech as you walk inside. You can feel people turning in their seat to look at you as you walk inside. Anastasia is sitting by herself so you walk down to join her. After the initial pause at your presence the lecturer went back to speaking as normal.

When you sat down you felt Anastasia seemed oddly cold towards you. Considering she came to your rescue you would have thought she would be a little warmer. Though maybe her coldness was explained by another presence. Even without magic to see her aura you could tell she was glowing, turning in her seat to look at you with a massive grin on her face. You looked over as the lesson went and she would look down at her work book with a bashful smirk. Maybe you should be more concerned about the fact you didn't know what a date here meant but seeing her being kinda goofy in excitement replace your concern with empathetic giddy excitement. By the end of the lesson you kept shooting glance at each other acting like the dumb teenagers you both were in form if not spirit.

As you left the class you wanted to go talk to her but were stopped by Anastasia tapping your shoulder. "Come." She ordered then walked away. You shot a glance at Vatarie who waved at you clearly having heard that Anastasia was taking you away. You waved back then hurried after Anastasia who hadn't decided to wait for you. When you catch up she doesn't make any comment just keeps walking. You think she is taking you to get lunch then turns towards her estate. Maybe she is after a private lunch, probably to discuss the whole being removed and reinstated thing.

When you reach the estate Anastasia calls out, "White, Black." She called out to the room. Almost as soon as she had finished speaking the pair had appeared from a door and walk over.

"How may we be of service your Highness?" Black said as they both bowed.

"Christopher has a date with Lady Vatarie. Make sure he is presentable." With that she spun and left you alone. The pair walked over to your and you felt two inspecting eyes roaming your body.

"Perfume?" White asked.

"No Vatarie likes how he smells." Black answered, "Hair, skin and hands."

"Desperately. And clothes."

"Vitally." Black inspected your face very closely, "Shave?"

White also closely inspected you. "Mistress said he maintained his hair the last time she tried to clean him up."

"Done." The two said at once the took your arms and started to walk your towards the estates baths. After that inspection you could feel their disappointment in your appearance so you kept your mouth shut and walked with them. Not that you'd much of a choice anyway. Without any magic to stabilize yourself the two were easily able to just carry to away.

When you reached the bath room the pair stripped you. It was a rather embarrassing moment as they made noises of distaste as they inspected you. When they pulled your underwear off they both gave you flat stares and shook their heads in disgust.

You moved to cover yourself when Black swept you off your feet and carried your into the bath sitting you down on your knees. The two got to work running combs through your hair and picking at your skin. That part was kinda nice, they were firm but careful so there was never any discomfort. That ended when you felt a sudden shock of a hair on your neck being plucked.

You tried to turn to look at them when Black reached around your front to gently grip your chin and keep you facing forwards. "Stay." She said as there were more sharp sudden pains as more hair was plucked.

The two worked all the over your upper body down your arms and the around to your front. Your shave last week had been rather close so the hair they were plucking was barely long enough to be plucked yet neither of the woman had any difficultly. When they moved to pluck your chin they were shockingly fast at that. Working in tandem the beard that you'd yet to properly grow was plucked from existence. That was a bit of a shame, you did kinda want to try and grow a beard in this world.

Once the two were done with your face they stood you up and started the plucking from your feet on working from your front the other behind. It was much harder to stay still like this since each pluck was making your leg jump a little. The pair got sick of it as the each grabbed a foot to keep you still.

When they finished with your legs you felt two extremely critical eyes examine your groin. They looked at each other and from around your side and before you had a chance to try and avoid what you knew was coming your started plucking.

At the end of it you felt more than slightly violated and sunk back to your knees. The two didn't make any comment as if this was a just a part of their job. The attitude did help you a bit and you relaxed. White walked around your front and knelt down to you eye level. When your eyes met she smiled sweetly and reached up to rub some oil into your skin. Black was less gentle as you felt her work on your back. Accepting you had no control over this you decided to just try and enjoy it. Your last beauty treatment was a pretty nice experience after all.

Once the oil was done they took a hand each and you felt them working on your nails. That was a little uncomfortable as they were very through in cutting and cleaning. Then they took your out of the bath and sat you down on it lips so they could work on your legs and feet.

The natural reaction of the two attractive women attentions was never commented on but Black did inspect you with a pair of tweezers finding whatever had been missed.

At the end of it they put you back into the bath washing off all the oils. Then rubbed something more akin to a lotion into you, it smelt of flowers and you hope it wouldn't be what you ended up smelling like, Vatarie would hate it.

Thankfully the two didn't leave you like that and everything was washed off once again.

The two took you out of the bath and inspected you very carefully. "We should take care of that before we fit the clothes." White said with a sultry smirk.

"Lady Vatarie would no doubt prefer him to be ready and not have to bother encouraging him." Black said.

"He has plenty of time to recover. You can't say you don't want to try it, I've seen you staring at you." White answered as she ran a hand down his body. "Mistress so rarely lets us tend any man and with how jealously Blue protects Edin when was the last time either of us got to have some proper fun with a man."

It felt extremely strange to be talk about like this while in a room yet it really shouldn't. You distinctly remember experiencing similar situations with Vatarie last week. Yet another more things change more they stay the same moment.

Black walked around your front and ran a finger along your length. "Well we did put work into making it presentably, we should make sure it is fully functioning." She looked you in the eyes and you felt her silently asking for permission.