A blast of warm steam scented with exotic fragrances enveloped Gar's senses as Luna led him by the hand through a great wooden door to the baths. In the dim light, she bid Gar to remove his boots while she bent over to undo the straps on her clogs. They placed their shoes in an alcove before she led him down a rock-hewn hallway into billowing steam.
They arrived at a small chamber which was lit by large, roughly shaped crystals which cast a diffuse amber glow on the chamber walls through the warm mist. From an ornate cabinet she withdrew a silver flask and poured a small amount of purple liquid into a goblet and offered it to Gar. "Enjoy some of this ooba nectar. It will fill you with vigor." The steam and the heat was very relaxing, and Gar was even feeling a little sleepy. However, once he drank the sweet nectar he felt a surge of energy light up his mind. His muscles felt revived.
Luna was walking slowly around him. The steam was making the tight fabric of her tiny shirt and shorts even more transparent on her firm slender body. "Before we enter the caverns, would you like my assistance in performing the rite of purification?" Her eyes gazed inquisitively into his, reflecting the amber light. Sensing that he didn't quite follow, she continued, "We bathe before entering the baths. First thing we need to do is get you out of these clothes."
She began deftly unbuttoning his shirt and pulled it down around his forearms. She traced her fingers down his chest, marveling at his chiseled pectoral muscles and broad shoulders. She released his belt buckle and his pants fell to the floor. Gar wore no undergarment. He stood naked in the warm steam, his muscles rippling in the amber glow. Luna stumbled back in shock.
Gar grinned. He knew that he had a massive cock, and he had hoped he would not disappoint Luna. Her reaction was not unlike those of the maidens that saw him nude in the town baths or at the swimming hole. The men took notice too, though their reactions were more teasing and envious. His rod could vary in size, depending on the environment, and in the warm steam of the purification chamber, it hung more than halfway to his knees. Free from the constraints of clothing and with his senses attuned to Luna's enticing appearance, his cock began to slowly stiffen.
Luna's eyes went wide and she appeared to lose her balance for a moment. A hand went to her mouth and she sank to her knees in front of Gar, her face inches away from his cock as it rose. Her closeness made it swell quickly until it stood off of his body like a strong tree limb. "It's... beautiful..." Luna managed to whisper. She reached out to touch it and was startled and bemused by the violent twitch her touch produced. Gar felt energy surging within him, the veins on his cock bulged in the dim light. With more daring, Luna again touched his cock, tracing the length of the shaft with her fingers, smiling now as it twitched. Gar grunted quietly and a little bit of pre-cum emerged from the tip. As if in a trance, Luna stuck out her tongue and leaned forward...
"What's taking you so long, Luni?" From the hallway came the sound of bare feet on stone. "We have everything warmed up. Is Master Gar..." the owner of the voice halted in the doorway. A tall young woman of exceptional beauty stood in a flimsy robe that barely covered anything, she had long black hair in curtain bangs which framed her astonished face. She gasped and held her hand to her mouth. Luna stood up quickly, slightly embarrassed but also amused by the other Sister's reaction. Two more girls in similar robes came up behind the newcomer and halted with similar reactions.
"Oh. My."
The trio walked in slowly, Gar couldn't help share a smirk with Luna who seemed to have recovered somewhat from her shock, though she still eyed his cock hungrily. The new girls crouched and knelt around his erect member, tentatively reaching for it, their eyes wide. There were murmurs of appreciation and wonder.
"Ahem. Sisters." Luna spoke sharply. The women stood instantly, agitated and a little flustered they smiled at Gar, unable to refrain from downward glances.
Luna introduced them. Gesturing at the tall one, she said "This is Riva." To the others, "These are the twins, Vana and Lala. Lala!" Vana stepped to the side, exposing her sister to view. Lala's robe hung open, her face was flushed and her eyes were closed. She was sucking lazily on the long index finger of one hand while the other was between her legs, deep within her bare pussy slit. Her sister Vana shook her arm and whispered an admonition in her ear and Lala seemed to wake from a trance, putting her hands behind her back and smiling dreamily.
"I am at your service." Riva stepped forward and gently pulled Gars wrist up so that he could place his hand on the center of her chest. Vana did likewise with his other hand. Their skin was wet and slick, he could feel their hearts beating rapidly. Lala reached and pulled his hand away from Vana and placed it on her own chest, but she held his wrist and moved her body so that his hand could slide over her slick breasts and feel her hard nipples slip under his palm and fingers. Vana gave her a nudge with her shoulder and smiled at Gar sheepishly.
"Sorry for the interruption..." Riva said, giving Luna a sideways look. "We have been waiting for you in the baths, Master Gar. Luna was supposed to help you purify and then bring you into the bathing caverns."
Luna responded, "I didn't want to rush him, he should feel relaxed and unhurried." Her tone was slightly defensive. However, after a moment her eyes lit up and her mood changed with a realization. "Well, now that you are here, you can help me with the rite of purification!" This pleased the newcomers.
They collected large round sponges from a shelf and gathered before him. Luna strode to the wall and moved a lever and then rejoined the group as they began a sort of sensual dance before Gar.
With swiveling hips and serpentine movements, they took turns getting low and caressing each other from their shoulders down to their thighs. Presently, pearly ropes of viscous fluid started dripping from hidden spigots in the ceiling like thick, white honey. The goo dripped over their bodies, soaking them with nacreous sheen.
The weight of the fluid hung heavy on the fabric, causing the silk belts of the robes to come loose and hang limply. The women sopped up the creamy substance that pooled on their chests and rubbed the loaded sponges over one anothers' bodies, causing the robes to slip in various degrees from their shoulders. One by one, all but Luna stood completely naked and dripping in the ivory puddle of goo and discarded clothing.
In the middle of the group, Luna was coated in a milky sheen like a glazed confection, the colors of her transparent little shorts and shirt tinting her skin under the gloss. The others surrounded her, their hands all over her, pulling the transparent fabric of her tiny garments in all directions. The cloth stretched cross her breasts and vulva, compressing her flesh underneath, making her body twist. Luna held her gaze on Gar through half-closed eyes as she was handled. She lifted her hand and beckoned him hither.
