Radi's footfalls echoed loudly through the stone corridor. He felt deeply self-conscious, for he knew as a servant he was not meant to make his presence known. Even though there was nobody in this part of the palace but him, he stepped as swiftly and lightly as possible to avoid the shame he would feel if he were noticed.
Finally, he reached his destination: the bath. It was a luxury the Queen had built about ten years prior. It was very expensive and modern and precious to her, and therefore required regular cleaning. Radi had been ordered to spend the week cleaning it by the head of staff, as a sort of reward for good behavior. It was supposedly pleasant, solitary work compared to the hectic and dirty work the servants were used to.
To enter the bath, one had to pass through a small antechamber, where anyone wishing to enter the bath was required to disrobe so as to not contaminate the bath with the dirt, bugs, and diseases that are sometimes carried by cloth. Radi pulled his brown servant's robe over his head, which he folded neatly and placed on a shelf in the antechamber before removing his boots and undergarments and gathering cleaning supplies.
Entering the bath on bare feet, Radi was in awe of the extravagant room, from its colorful tiles to its ornate columns. There were two pools recessed into the floor which were now empty. The reason for having two is that one could be heated while the other was cool.
Centered between the two pools on the opposite side of the room were two life-sized statues of a man and a woman, both naked, with beautiful physiques. Between the statues was a tall mirror.
Radi couldn't resist but to look at himself in the mirror. It's so rare that one gets to see what they look like to others. He took on the pose of the male statue and compared himself to it. He was not as perfectly proportioned but, he reasoned, neither were the vast majority of men. On the plus side, his penis was larger than the statue's, and he was fairly fit-looking. Radi felt that the person in the mirror was a strapping young man.
Having wasted more than enough time on vanity, Radi started the long process of cleaning. He stepped down into one of the pools, got down on his knees, and started scrubbing the tile with some dry soap.
He continued from tile to tile for a while. Just his knees started to ache and his hand started to burn from holding the soap, something happened. He heard a quiet roar from behind the walls and water started to rush down the ducts that extended from the walls into the two pools. Suddenly, water flooded in around his knees and splashed up between his thighs. He grabbed his soap and climbed out of the pool.
Radi paced around the room, watching as the two pools filled with clear, lovely water. Finally, the water stopped flowing in and ripples on the pools' surfaces gently became flat. Though he wondered why the pools had been filled, Radi didn't sweat the disruption and continued soaping the tiles on the lip of the pool, just above the water.
He was working around the feet of the statues when he noticed steam rising from one of the pools. That was strange. It meant they had started the furnace on the floor below.
Then he heard one or two soft voices from the antechamber, and what sounded like fabric stroked across fabric, and perhaps fabric stroked across skin. Then a naked girl around his age entered the room. She flinched at the sight of Radi before bashfully ignoring him and walking to the heated pool. She bent over and swished her hand in the water before turning around and returning to the antechamber.
Moments later, she returned with two other naked women. Radi was stricken by the beauty of all three women, though one stood out. She was quite pale, with a voluptuous figure and her hair tied up in some elaborate style with flawless braids. She walked slightly behind the other two, as if their commander.
When the pale woman noticed Radi across the room, her arms shot up across her bosom and her sex. "Who are you?" she said, her voice echoing through the room.
"I am a humble servant," said Radi, hoping he would then be ignored. Suddenly he realized the pale woman was Ara, the Crown Princess and added, "Your Highness." He was ashamed he hadn't recognized the Princess sooner, but he had only laid eyes on her a very few times before and her identity was much less obvious without her clothes on.
"What are you doing in this bath?" she asked flatly.
"I've been ordered to clean, Your Highness."
She lowered her arms slowly and said, "Very well," before taking two steps down into the hot pool and sitting so that the water reached the middle of her chest, followed by the two girls who Radi now realized were Ara's maids or possibly court ladies.
Radi continued to clean, desperately trying not to look at the women. He was shocked that the Princess had not sent him out, but figured his presence didn't make any difference as long as he remained discreet, as servants must.
Eventually, his curiosity was too strong to bear, and he turned his head to glance at the women. The Princess was staring right at him with a blank expression, as was one of her maids. He quickly looked away and felt his cheeks warm.
Then the Princess said something quietly to her maids. Radi thought it sounded like, "I want to bathe alone today," to which the maids each said, "Yes, Your Highness." Radi glanced back over and surely enough the two maids were rising out of the water. He gawked at the graceful movement of their backsides as they disappeared into the antechamber.
Radi stood and headed towards the door to leave too, but the Princess spoke before he could pass her. "Where are you going? Haven't you been ordered to clean this bath?"
He froze in his tracks. "Yes, Your Highness." Up close, the Princess was superbly beautiful. Her lips glistened and her eyes glowed with deep thoughts. It was almost hard for Radi to look at her because she seemed to peer into his heart.
"Then you may stay," she said.
"Yes, Your Highness." Radi turned around and returned to the spot he had been working on, more confused than before. He figured that, in the mind of a Princess, a court lady was a person while a servant was more like a column or a statue, so bathing with a servant in the room was still bathing alone.
Radi kept cleaning and periodically would sneak a glance at Princess Ara, as the room grew steamier. Nearly every time he looked, she was staring at him. He felt extremely self-conscious.
He thought about the fact that, with both of them naked, it was not so easy to tell who was the superior. If he stopped cleaning and sat down next to her in the water, they would look like equals to an outsider. It was quite a rude thought, of course, as she certainly was his superior.
He glanced at her again, and saw that her arms were spread along the lip of the pool behind her such that her breasts were pulled upward, and her nipples showed slightly above the water. Something about this sight sent his mind into a sexual frenzy. His penis, which had been slightly excited for a while, surged to full arousal.
Still on his knees, he leaned very far forward and tried to inconspicuously stow his cock between his thighs. His cock strained against his legs, needing to point upward.
He leaned further forward, pretending he needed to clean a spot so small he needed his eye pressed right to it to see. His penis, struggling valiantly, finally slipped out from between his thighs and smacked his belly with some force. He pressed his belly down onto it. This hid his cock but it was an extremely unnatural and odd-looking position. Also all the pressure on his cock only heightened its arousal.
As subtly as possible, Radi trained one eye on the Princess. Thankfully, she was no longer looking at him. She had risen out of the pool and was now sitting on the edge with her shins in the water, staring at the ceiling.
Radi gazed at her form. She had a slender neck and two large, shimmering breasts. Her middle was somewhat narrow but also plump, creasing horizontally at her belly button. Her thighs were full and wide, pressed against the tile floor. He could barely see the top of her bush, though her legs were crossed.
Involuntarily, Radi shifted his legs around slightly, in a way that caressed his cock so pleasurably. He couldn't stop. His arousal was so intense. His cock throbbed and throbbed, dripping with bits of fluid, until it started to cover his legs and stomach in sticky liquid.
He glanced at the Princess again and she was already leaving. Radi silently thanked the heavens that she was not going to see the semen between his legs. He watched her round, bare cheeks slide against each other, and her large thighs brush together as she walked away, and his cock spurted the last of its liquid.
Radi stayed in that position for a little while, ashamed, and breathing quite deliberately. He eventually lifted his torso up and saw the huge mass he had ejaculated onto himself and the floor.
He slipped into the water to rinse himself clean before silently finishing his cleaning duties for the day, dressing, and moving onto the rest of the day's tasks without speaking to anyone.
