First of all, a wash

It took about an hour for the two young maids to groom Eilwy. The Marquess left them to it. They chattered and giggled to each other throughout, whilst Eilwy shuffled uncomfortably on tip-toe and was **** to endure their teasing and soft, often intimate, touches.

They bathed her first. The brunette brought in a wooden bucket full of soapy water, two sponges, and a package of cloths, and they both set to work. They were grinning and cheerful.

The brunette washed Eilwy's front whilst the blonde worked behind her. They soaped her first, with no regard to her dignity, seeming to take delight in how the helpless enchantress struggled as they ran their hands all over her body. When they'd worked up a nice lather, they set to work with their sponges, gently rubbing at Eilwy's skin and cleaning it. The brunette took great pleasure in gently sponging Eilwy's small breasts, enjoying how the enchantress's sensitive pink nipples grew involuntarily erect.

Soon Eilwy was wet and soapy all over. Standing on a stool, the blonde girl then emptied water over Eilwy's head, soaking the enchantress. Eilwy's rage was muffled by her gag. The blonde set about washing her hair. Afterwards, the brunette stood on a stool and patted Eilwy on the cheek.

"Don't move. I don't want to hurt you," she whispered. She began grooming Eilwy's face, using tweezers to pluck the occasional errant hair from Eilwy's eyebrows.

Finally they groomed her most sensitive areas. Eilwy looked straight at the door, trying to pretend it wasn't happening. It was impossible to ignore the gentle touches of the two girls on her most **** areas though, and she'd often shudder or moan unintentionally.

The brunette rubbed creams over Eilwy's bush until it was covered with a soft white foam. Then she carefully began shaving it carefully with a sharp blade, shaping the enchantress's little and slightly stubbly pubic bush into a more pleasantly shaped thatch. It was smaller than Eilwy normally kept it, but it suited the enchantress well. Then the brunette washed the foam away, and began plucking a few errant hairs from Eilwy's bush with tweezers.

If that wasn't bad enough for the enchantress, Eilwy had one final indignation awaiting at their hands. She felt the blonde's fingers playing with her buttocks and slowly prying her asscheeks apart. She tried to struggle, but she was unable to turn around to see what was happening. A sudden sting told her though - the blonde was pulling hairs from her ass! She shouted into her gag, which made both girls laugh.

"Don't worry," said the blonde, not unkindly, giving Eilwy a little pat on her ass cheek. "I'm not going to hurt you. Your ass is already already pretty smooth, but there are just a couple... Like there..."

Eilwy felt another sharp sting, and grunted. She could feel her face burning.

Afterwards, the girls washed the soap away from Eilwy with warm water, dried her with towels, and then patted her body with pleasant smelling powders. The girls took care again to make sure her more intimate areas were seen to properly, with the blonde powdering Eilwy's ass and the brunette applying some deliciously sensitive oils to Eilwy's pussy. They tingled and made her shuffle uncomfortably on her tip toes.

"Oh, stop complaining," the brunette giggled, eyes flashing mischievously as she ran her hands along poor Eilwy's sensitive thighs. "Let's face it, you were already slightly wet before I began!"

Finally the two girls stepped back to admire their work. Eilwy looked stunning, hanging fully exposed in her chains. Eilwy's figure was of course slender and well toned, but now she'd had the dirt and wear of two weeks on the road washed from her and smelled pleasantly of flowers. The brunette was particularly proud of her work shaping Eilwy's bush, which was perfectly feminine in line with the latest fashions of the youth of Redwell.

"Perfect," said the blonde. "We shall let the Marquess know that the enchantress is ready."