Ask Serron to help you

"I would be very grateful," you say. "I had no idea I had offended the Mother. If you could show me what to do, I'll be sure to release my essence regularly."

"Of course, Your Majesty," Serron says. He washes your back, then places the basin on the floor as he kneels before you and starts washing your feet. As he works his way up your legs, you can't help but squirm, your pussy hot and throbbing between your thighs, your hard cock turning the towel into a tent. A soft sound escapes your lips and Serron glances up from his washing, a faint blush creeping into his cheeks as he stares at your rigid pole, the towel hiding nothing. He swallows hard and licks his dry lips.

"I could show you right now, if you are eager to get started," he says, "although it might be more comfortable on the bed."