It's bath time.

Fi drops her maid dress to the floor of the tiny bathing room. She's already been running hot water from the faucet, so the wooden tub is nearly full. The room is filled with a relaxing steam, and she turns to the small mirror at her left. She brings a hand back through her hair, and smiles nervously. Am I even pretty enough for one of them to like me anyway?

She neatly folds her dress up and places it on the counter next to her. Next, her brassiere, footwear, and the rest. When she removes her panties, she flushes as she looks at the wetness of the front. She's so embarrassed that she doesn't even want to look at it, so she quickly buries it beneath the rest of her clothes. She then leans forward and shuts the water valve before it overflows.

As she steps into the hot water, she lets out an audible sound of happiness. Her muscles melt as she sinks down into the tub--knees up, as it isn't all that large. She cups some of the water within her hands and pours it down over her head, causing her ears to twitch.

I'm so pent up. I can barely stand it...

Slowly, she finds one of her hands making its way down past the surface of the water. It slips between her legs, and then... She jumps as she touches her own sensitive pussy lips. As she glides two fingers up and down, she moans out in pleasure as her ears twitch yet again. It's such a relief, and it would be so easy to continue. It would be the easiest thing in the world just to plunge those fingers inside, and play with her nub. Her face floods with colour, and she focuses with all of her will.

"I... I can't!" she blurts out. After swinging both arms off the sides of the tub, she stomps her feet in frustration.

Oh Lasis, please watch over me. I won't give into my urges. I will uphold my vow. Forgive my moment of weakness. No matter what, I will not allow my body to orgasm! I will become the most pure, innocent woman you've ever seen!

She lets out a long, annoyed groan as she lays in hot water with her arms and lets apart, trying her absolute hardest not to give her body anymore attention. Time passes by, and she nearly remains soaking long enough to become a raisin. She washes herself, steps out, dries herself, and then stands naked in front of the mirror once again. With a sigh, she rubs the towel over her head to dry her hair.

Suddenly, she jumps at the sound of the doorknob twisting. It turns, and the door opens.

I didn't lock it!

A servant boy steps in holding a sponge in his hand. But when he casts his eyes on Fi, his face turns beat red, he freezes up, and the sponge falls to the floor. "I... I'm so sorry! Lasis forgive me!"

Fi quickly removes the towel from her head and holds it over her body. "It's okay! I've been in here way too long."

There's a long pause. Clearly, the boy is staring. His eyes don't leave her body, and things start becoming awkward. She eyes him over, and notices something start to shift in the front of his trousers. Like a switch was flicked, he comes back to reality, puts his hands down in front of his groin, and turns back to the door. "S-Sorry!" Then, he bolts out and slams it behind him.

She stares blankly at the door. "Am I that much to look at?" she whispers under her breath. Then, she looks back to the mirror. She giggles. "What a silly boy. Can't control himself at all."

...

O-Okay. I know. I'm not one to talk.

She slips on a baby blue nightgown and carries her clothing back to the sleeping quarters. After folding it all nicely for tomorrow, she gets into her bed, and slips under the covers. Her eyes shut, and she lets out a long sigh. Though as time passes, she fidgets in place. Her body tosses and turns. With a quiet whimper, she places a hand between her legs and groans once again. Unfortunately, it isn't going to be an easy time getting to sleep tonight.

Eventually, she does drift off, though not without frustration and struggle. All she can hope for is an easier day tomorrow.