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Chapter 25 by Sthaana Sthaana

What's next?

The Baths

Now that you´ve cum in the girls´ throats, you don´t actually know what to do or say. You think abouth going out to explore, but the House seems kind of big, not to mention dark and scary. You weigh your options, which makes your head hurt again.

Just as the silence in the room threatens to become unbearably awkward, there comes a knock on the door and Ashnan jiggles into the room. She´s carrying a tray with more wine and a plate of what might charitably be called food. Seeing the Twins seated on the bed, arms curled around each other, her face grows dark with anger. "NINAT! NINLIL! Have you been playing pranks on our guest!" Grabbing them by the horns, she viciously *Clong!*´s their head together, before ushering them out of the door with a flurry of curses.

She turns to you, visibly flustered. "Forgive them, Master!" she pleads, head bowed in sincere apology. Ignoring her, you grab one of the scorched-looking black cookies that Ashnan had brought you. It tastes good, dark and spicy, with a deep sweetness at the centre. For some reason, the taste makes your balls ache. You begin scarfing them down, like the big man-bab you are, occasionally washing them down with the strange, black wine. "Mmmfho, Whoss negs?" you ask with your mouth full.

"If you desire it, Master, we could show you to the baths." Ashnan replies, curtsying, "Surely you are still tired from the journey. The baths are perfect for relaxing." You give it some consideration. It has been a while since your last bath and your balls are feeling a bit swampy... "Yeh, alright." you answer.

Ashnan leads you through more winding earthern corridors, deeper into the bowels of the hill. At every corner, pinpricks of light, eyes in the dark, peer curiously at you. A rustle of naked feet follows from behind, nubile young figures briefly spotted in the dim light of a candle. The deeper you go, the warmer it becomes. The air grows thick and steamy and soon, you´re sweating, grateful for being naked. Ashnan leads you into a dark, low-ceilinged room with no recognizable shape that seems to stretch away indefinitely, walls disappearing into the hazy gloom.

This hall is filled with water that bubbles and ripples. It appears to be a vast and winding cave, with naturally-formed columns holding up the unevenly-sloped ceiling. There are no right-angles, no corners or even surfaces, everything is rounded and wavy. The floor and walls have been set with a strange and impenetrable mosaic of uneven tiles. Here and there, hot water comes burbling out of an opening in the wall. Fuzzy, floating lights pulse on and off in the soft gloom, candles and coloured lanterns set into alcoves or hanging from the walls wherever there's aplace for them. The hot, humid air smells sulpherous and intoxicating.

These are the baths, Master." Ashnan announces, "You are our honored guest, so please enjoy the water to your heart´s content!"

You notice a few figures appearing behind Ashnan. You recognize Ishari among them. She winks at you and licks her lips... As they step into view, Ashnan continues: "We would be happy to help bathe you Master. Each of us would be honoured to be made your servant!" The figures bow, each in her own way. Before you, shrouded in hot mist, stands a row of demon girls in every size and colour. The largest is a full foot taller than you, while the smallest barely reaches your navel standing up. You see breasts ranging from massive, heavy orbs of soft meat, to tiny mosquito-bites. Some have Ishari´s dark brown skin, while others have skin of the purest, icy alabaster, or so black that it seems blue.

A dozen pair of glowing irises peek at you, some hungrily, some in fear or curiosity, a dozen pointy tails whip the air nervously, or wrap seductively around a slender thigh. Each girl is exquisitely gorgeous, both their bodies and their lips, and each is yours to choose and use!

Some of the girls on display are already drooling in anticipation, others are pouting with **** and fear, trying their best to hide from your leering gaze behind their sisters. They wait, whispering and giggling amongst themselves in the murky, drunken heat of this subterranean hothouse. The only thing left is to decide, who do you want?

There's Ishari, small and impish, obviously hungry for more of your meat, or Ashnan, short, but voluptuous, her tits glistening with sweat in the steamy gloom.

You see one girl, petite and cute as a button, with skin a pale caramel-colour, clearly terrified of this new guest, trying her best to hide behind another girl, who stands protectively in front of her.

Another, with golden hair and tanned skin is obviously trying to catch your eye, leaning forward to emphasize her swaying cleavage, mouth open, offering you a view down her throat.

Another one, with pure white skin and hair the same colour stands to one side, slightly apart from the others, squatting down and absentmindedly tracing the patterns of the tiles on the floor as if unaware of the situation.

You stand there like an idiot, surveying the banquet of bodies in front of you, paralysed by choice...

Who do you choose?

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