Eliana’s palm slid down to Eluse’s elbow. Using a level of strength that the young girl couldn’t possibly struggle against, she gently led the nearly exhausted Eluse toward the bathroom on one side of the room.
Hot water was already prepared there. Steam billowed behind the glass door, forming a hazy, warm glow that, at this moment, felt more like an unknown and unsettling trap.
‘It seems she had this planned all along,’ Eluse thought as she was led and dragged into the bathroom.
The bathroom door closed behind them, the sound of the latch clicking shut echoing clearly in the humid air.
The space instantly became somewhat sensual and ambiguous. The water vapor carried the faint floral scent of bath salts, but it did nothing to ease Eluse’s internal tension. She knew Eliana was going to do “that kind of thing” to her again, and she was completely powerless to resist! She had no idea how intense the demon’s actions would be this time.
Eliana began to unhurriedly undo the final restraints on Eluse’s body.
Her movements still carried the characteristic elegance of a maid. Every time her fingertips occasionally brushed against Eluse’s feverish, soft skin, it caused the girl to shudder.
Perhaps noticing Eluse’s reaction, Eliana let out a soft chuckle, intentionally or unintentionally hooking the edge of an undergarment strap.
It seemed like she was teasing, playing with her.
The minute sound of fabric being slowly peeled away was magnified in the silence. Eluse could feel the shiver brought by the air directly touching her skin, as well as the gaze from behind that lingered with palpable intensity.
Desperate, she closed her eyes in resignation. ‘I’m going to be bullied by this person again…’
As the white fabric slowly fell to her feet, Eluse instinctively wanted to curl up, but her body stood stiffly, forced into exposure.
The water in the bathtub rippled with the warm yellow light of the lamps, casting shifting, moist glimmers across her smooth skin.
Eliana’s gaze was unshielded, traveling from her long, beautiful neck to her delicate and inviting collarbones, down to her flat, taut abdomen, and finally to the slight trembling of her thighs. That look wasn’t that of someone looking at a human being; it was more like she was evaluating, savoring, carrying a sort of pure inquiry and desire.
“Please step in, My Lady.”
Eliana held her arm, guiding her into the slightly hot water. When the current washed over her body, Eluse couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
Immediately after, Eliana stepped in as well. The hem of her maid dress dipped into the water, slowly spreading dark stains.
The space suddenly became crowded. Warm ripples surged with her movements, repeatedly stroking Eluse’s skin as she soaked.
Mm… Under the cover of the steam, Eluse’s cheeks turned so red they looked ready to bleed. ‘Why… why is she pressing so close?’
Despite knowing the person behind her was a demon who ate people without spitting out the bones, the softness pressing against her back still made Eluse’s heart flutter.
Eliana picked up a soaked soft cloth and began to wipe Eluse down.
The rough texture of the cloth rubbed against a body that was exceptionally sensitive after excessive exercise. The strength was neither too heavy nor too light, yet every inch was slow and determined.
From her neck to her collarbones, along the delicate skin of the inner arms, and then to the sides of her waist, every press and circular motion made Eluse’s breathing more ragged.
She kept her eyes closed, trying to escape this suffocating contact, but her other senses were infinitely magnified.
The sound of the water, the breathing right next to her ear, the sensation of wet fabric clinging to her, and that omnipresent, scrutinizing gaze—all of it gave her an urge to immediately stand up and flee.
When the cloth slid down to her abdomen, Eluse’s entire body tensed up.
Usually, when Eliana reached this step, she would start doing something excessive that made her nearly scream every time, so she had to be prepared…
However, Eliana’s movements did not pause, nor was there any special implication. She maintained that maddening, procedural thoroughness, as if she were merely completing a necessary task.
Yet, this also gave Eluse a different kind of emotion. It was exactly Eliana’s absolute, unquestionable sense of control—this calmness that treated every part of her body as an object to be disposed of at will—that made Eluse feel more shame and fear than any direct violation.
“Relax, My Lady,” Eliana’s voice was right by her ear, moist with steam.
“Being too tense isn’t good for your body~”
As she spoke, one hand suddenly reached out from under the water, supporting Eluse’s waist and fixing her more firmly within reach.
The other hand held the cloth, continuing that lengthy cleaning. Eluse could feel the body heat pressing from behind and the vague touch of another person’s curves in the water. This realization made her dizzy, and a sense of shame submerged her like a tide.
This made her feel even more ashamed than the previous few times! She could feel that Eliana didn’t treat her like a person at all, but rather as her own private possession.
‘When you give your pet a bath, do you worry about whether it’s male or female?’
The long washing finally drew to a close. Eliana slowly poured fresh water over Eluse’s shoulders and back, the stream winding down the curve of her spine.
However, she did not dry her body as Eluse had expected. Instead, she gave a slight smile and turned her around.
‘What is she doing?’ Eluse was incredibly confused. But in the next moment, she understood Eliana’s goal.
The fingers that had been cleaning her suddenly changed their rhythm just as she relaxed slightly. There was a second stage?!
Eluse thought despairingly, ‘Just how long is this demon going to torture me before letting me go back to sleep!’
In contrast, Eliana’s eyes were full of expectation and longing. After exercise, one had to have a thorough massage to relax; otherwise, the accumulation of lactic acid would affect the “flavor.”
The soft cloth was placed on the edge of the tub, and those soft little hands pressed directly onto Eluse’s wet, slippery back.
The water was warm, but the sensation of Eliana’s fingertips carried a clarity that pierced through the ripples and could not be ignored.
“My Lady, you need to relax fully~”
Eliana’s voice was low and soft, her tone carrying an indescribable charm and hunger. Gradually, her palms began to press down along both sides of Eluse’s spine at a speed so slow it was almost agonizing.
The strength was precise—neither too light nor too heavy. It landed exactly on the sorest parts of the muscles yet skillfully avoided the threshold of true pain. For the young girl, this was more heart-pounding than being treated roughly.
Eluse bit her lower lip, swallowing the muffled groan that almost escaped. She could feel the trajectory of those hands sliding from her shoulders to the small of her back, using her thumbs as a fulcrum to apply pressure in circular motions.
Every press, lubricated by the water, made the contact between their skin slippery and ambiguous. Eluse tried to lean forward to escape, but Eliana’s arm across her waist was a gentle yet unshakeable shackle.
“My Lady, why is your body still so tense? This won’t do at all~”