39 Chapter 39: Bathtime

The hallways of this particular brothel were mind bending. It seemed to be intentionally designed for the express purpose of being impossible to navigate. I wonder if the madame was going for a magical forest quality?

Somewhat pensive I begin opening myself up to the feelings of the earth. Most of the time, when I'm in the wilds, I never lose the connection. I can always feel the slow careful breaths of the earth, but in towns that is much more difficult to do. Just trying to fight against the miasma that is humanity is a herculean task.

My train of thought is quickly derailed by the pretty buxom furry beauties wrapped in my arms. On my right is the shy looking pink haired cat girl. While she looked like a pure maiden, once I wrapped my arms around her, she quickly fell into the embrace. She's pressing as much of herself as she can to me while we walk through these halls. Her breath is hot and shallow against my neck, my body already becoming prepared for our fun times. Oddly her breath smells like candy.

Meanwhile on my left, the doberman like dog-girl seems to be much more reserved. While she certainly has no issues with my roaming hands she doesn't seem to melt into me as much as my kitten does.

'Huh, usually cats are the snooty ones. Oh well, I'm sure I can break her.'

With my sinister thought I can hear a small squeak from my left. Staring at me as if she can hear my thoughts, the blushing face of my new puppy she inches a bit closer and begins sniffing at me. Her blushing face slowly turning more pensive.

Lifting her chin with my hand I force her to look at me. Like most dogs she seems uncomfortable with prolonged eye contact, but I'm having a hard time looking away. Her eyes are emeralds unfathomable depth.

Letting her chin fall I smile and turn to my pink bubbly kitten. "So kitten, how much further do we need to go?"

The pink girl next to me seems to flow around my body, somehow ending up behind me. "Well since master is a special guest, we are talking him to our private bath. It's just a few more feet Master."

She answers with a polite smile. She still seems to be squirming around my body. Managing to flit from side to side of me, all while remaining withing my embrace.

Very quickly we find the wash room. Much to my chagrin, the girls insist on undressing me.

'This is one thing I don't think I can ever get used to. No matter how long it goes on.'

The bath is simple, and yet still gives off the same gracefulness that the rest of brothel did. Completely exposed to the air in a simple wooden room there is a tub filled with warm steaming water. Sadly I don't think more than one of my friends could fit at once, and even that would take some doing.

Once fully naked I can't help but get into the tub. The hot water is abrasive at first, but the heat seems to soothe my aching muscles. Several weeks of rough living and a lack of hygiene had done a lot. This simple soothing bathe seemed to ease most of the tension that I had been building after leaving the manor.

While the girls continue their duties, of mainly cleaning my disgusting form, I fall into my spy plants. I hadn't check in on the manor in a while, and since I have the moment.

In my minds eye I can see the sunlight slanting into a window. The sweet life giving essence causing a few shadows to run long. There in a corner I can see Maya sitting at a desk. She seems to be going over some ledger documents.

"Huh, well nothing to worry bout there."

I move over to my next area in the Grove that I started in the manor. Arith is still training her connection to the earth, sitting completely naked in the small wooden circle I made for her.

My connection is suddenly broken as I'm forcibly returned to my own body. The reason I returned was the flood of signals my brain was getting. It seems that seeing my Arith in her full glory had awakened my sleeping giant. I try desperately to get my bearings again.

I can barely handle the sensation of a soft slender hand gently stroking on my rising member. "Oh god." I moan softly. Surprisingly it's my puppy that made the first move. My pink kitten is still happily scrubbing away at my body.

With a shaky smile I reach out my hand and begin rubbing the ears of my new puppy. "Yes, good girl."

'Come on dude, don't treat her like a dog just because she has dog ears! That's racist!'

I admonish myself, but it would seem I was...very wrong.

The slight pat and praise seems to flip my little puppy's switch. Her once gentle practiced movements get a bit sloppier and she even manages to blush slightly.

"Hey kitten, why don't you give your sister a hand." I ask with a wink. The cat girl instantly responds. "Of course master, you need only ask."

Together the two of them continue to rub my member causing a slight disturbance in the water.

With one hand I continually pet my puppy softly calling her a good girl. Her misty eyes and heavy breathing showing just how much she seems to like it.

Not wanting to be rude my other hand quickly finds the two fluffy pink ears of my other companion.

I let them continue like that for a minute or so, but I quickly want to see even more of them.

"Hey you two, I'm getting out of the bath. When I next pay attention I expect to see at least one furry tail in the air ready to be taken." I order it casually but all of this master talk, and power seems to have kind of triggered something in me.

'I wonder if I might be a bit of a dom?'