Bathe a princess.

She looks to you expectantly with those puppy-dog eyes and your cock is aching more than ever. You struggle to walk up and kneel down in front of the tub, and then reach down and lift up the bowl nearby. When you look back to her, you can't believe what's happening. The Princess of Tivera is not only completely nude in front of you, but she's sitting wet and steamy in a tub of water awaiting your hands to clean her, and she does so like it's nothing. You can't believe a girl would be so pure and innocent, or perhaps ignorant and air-headed.

"Are you ready?" you ask.

She nods.

You scoop water out from the large tub and hold it over her head. Then, you pour it down. She reacts with a subtle, cute sound of surprise as you soak the top half of her body. Her golden locks flatten to her head. When finished, she pulls the hair from her eyes and looks to you with a giggle. Her fingers draw her hair back as she stretches her neck, and pushes her chest forwards. Her hands then slip down her neck, over her bust, and below the water as she lets out a long, relaxed exhale.

Your cock twitches.

"Ah." She starts lifting herself up from the water. She plants her hands on the edge of the bathtub and leans forwards--soaking wet, bare tits jiggling in front of your face. Beads of water roll down her petite but curvy figure. "I forgot the shampoo."

You grasp at your groin and take a sharp breath in. "Hey, hey! I'll get it. Don't fall again."

From the counter nearby, you retrieve a white bottle and squeeze some onto your hand. Immediately you have flashbacks to the beach. Next you begin kneading it into her silken soft hair. She sighs softly as you run your fingers back through her hair. You lift the bowl again, and wash the suds out after a few scoops, eventually leaving her hot, wet, and clean.

She lifts the soap next and rubs it between her hands. Then, she puts it down beside her and begins rubbing her hands down between her ample bosom--bouncing and getting nice and sudsy. "Can you get my back?" she asks.

You get the long brush sudsy as well, and begin rubbing it up and down her back.

"Mmm... Right there," she whispers. "That feels so good."

Does she have to say it in that voice? My balls are gonna burst...

"Don't stop," she continues. "Can you do my front?"

"I thought you already did that."

"Not with the scrubby."

You sigh and slide the brush down the front of her body next--shaft slipping between her tits. It rubs down past her belly. Meanwhile, her hand gently holds the back of yours as she breathes more heavily, and looks to you intently before whispering, "Lower..."

"What?!"

"My legs need to be clean too, Sir Warren."

"Right. Of course they do." You slip the brush down to her legs and scrub them as well.

At long last, the bath nears its completion. You want nothing more than to take the princess right here, but you know you can't. You're pretty sure that even if the princess was into it, you'd still be hanged. You do wonder for a moment if it would be worth it but shrug it off.

Abigail starts rising up from the water, and stretches her bare leg over the side of the tub to exit. She moves over to the counter and looks into the mirror hanging on the wall while she unfolds one of the towels. She wraps said towel around her head and begins to dry her long hair, all while you watch from behind. You groan as she bends forwards and inspects the reflection closely--pushing out her completely unclothed rear once again. She hums happily as she shifts her sexy hips back and forth.

She then turns back to you and your eyes struggle to look away from her naked body. "Thank you again, Sir Warren."

"No problem, but you should put on a towel..."

"I have a towel."

"I mean not just on your head. You'll uh... catch a cold."

"Oh! That's true. You're so sweet."

After finishing with her hair, she lowers the towel to dry her body, and once she feels content and dry, she wraps it around her body. The covering is barely enough to hang past her hips, and hug her breasts, showing an incredibly amount of cleavage and the bottom of her ass too. She walks happily towards the door and you watch her hips sway as she goes.

"It's time to get ready for bed," she says. "Please follow."