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Chapter 51: The Proud Maid Teaches a Lesson (1) 

Chirp, chirp. 

The sound of birds greeting the morning sunlight woke me. I blinked and looked around. 

The room was far too large for one person. Though still full of luxurious decor, the bed I lay on was thoroughly wrecked. 

And sprawled across it were two women in pitiful, disheveled states. 

“No... no more sex...♥” 

“Hnngh, Master... I’m full now...♥” 

Petunia, unconscious after multiple climaxes. 

Senya, fast asleep with a blissful expression on her face. 

Seeing the both of them like that, any trace of sleep vanished from my mind, and a surge of satisfaction arose. 

So they’ve both been completely conquered. This feeling of domination is glorious. 

“Master, I’m coming in.” 

A knock and a familiar voice pulled me from my thoughts. 

I stiffened and turned toward the door just as it opened and a familiar face peeked in. 

The only female servant in this mansion: Yekaterina. 

“Good morning, Master. Your bath is ready, so if you’d like to oh.” 

Mid-sentence, a sound of surprise escaped her lips. 

I mean, there were two women lying around, utterly messed up and soaked in semen makes sense she’d be shocked. 

Embarrassed to be caught in such a lewd state, I quickly coughed and said awkwardly, 

“G-good morning, Yekaterina. I’m feeling a bit worn out right now... I’ll wash up once I’m fully awake.” 

“...Understood.” 

She replied with some visible reluctance, then withdrew from the room. 

Even thinking about it again was embarrassing. I gave Petunia, who was sprawled beside me, a couple light taps on the face. 

“Hey, wake up. It’s time to wash up.” 

“Eehh, I’m tired... Let me sleep more.” 

“I said, get up.” 

“Ohoooh~♥♥♥” 

Poking her pussy made her jolt in climax. 

Looks like she’s become a complete bitch in heat now. 

It’d be too much bother to wake both of them by force. 

I decided to go wash myself first and headed to the bath. In the dressing area, the male servants greeted me. 

“Good morning, Master.” 

“We’ll assist you with your bath. This way ” 

They approached to strip off my clothes. 

But I didn’t feel good being surrounded by effeminate men. 

If I just went along with it, I’d definitely regret it. 

“No, I’ll wash alone. You’re dismissed.” 

“Pardon? But...” 

“I said LEAVE.” 

“Y-yes, understood.” 

Seeing me so firm, they reluctantly backed down. 

Thank god I avoided turning this into some kind of weird gay mess. I undressed and wrapped a towel around myself before stepping into the bathroom. 

 Splash, splash. 

The sound of running water greeted me instantly. 

As expected of a mansion, the bath facilities were more impressive than some public spas. 

Hot, cold, sauna… incredible. I guess investing money lets you bathe in places like this solo. 

Feeling pleased at having the whole bath to myself, I headed straight for the hot tub and submerged myself up to the shoulders. 

“Phew, this is the life.” 

All the tension in my body began to melt from the fatigue of last night’s exploits. 

This truly felt like paradise. I was so relaxed, sleep threatened to return. 

If only I had a woman to share it with… Shame I wore the girls out completely last night. 

“Master.” 

A voice startled me mid-bliss. 

Thinking it was one of the male attendants who defied my order, I was ready to lash out. 

“What the hell? I said HUH!?” 

But just seeing who it was made me gasp. 

It wasn’t one of those girly men it was the only woman among the staff, Yekaterina. 

“Y-Yekaterina...? Why are you...” 

“I heard from the other attendants that you insisted on bathing alone, but I found it inappropriate to let you wash unattended. As the master’s servant, I felt it necessary to accompany you.” 

 Slip. 

She placed her hand on her towel and slowly stepped closer. 

Feeling nervous, I glanced away, trying to suppress the desire building inside me. 

“I mean, I don’t mind being on my own...” 

“Positions must be matched with proper treatment. Since Master is Lady Renes’s most favored, staying close even if uncomfortable is something worth adapting to.” 

At the edge of the bath, right across from me, she paused then added, stepping back slightly, 

“...But if it is troublesome, I shall take my leave. As a woman, daring to see a man’s naked body like this could be considered a terrible offense.” 

Yekaterina seemed more serious about her actions than I expected. 

True, in my old world, male staff entering a woman’s bath would be immensely inappropriate. 

But I didn’t feel constrained by such principles anymore, and certainly didn’t want to turn her away. 

“Alright, I’ll permit you to assist with my bath.” 

“...Are you certain?” 

“Yeah, I mean, having someone to help isn’t bad, and I think having the head maid assist is fitting.” 

She was the most capable of anyone in the mansion at this. 

When I gave her consent, Yekaterina replied with a calm “Understood,” and settled beside me in the bath. 

 Splash. 

Her towel-clad body entered the water. Through the rising steam, her fair skin and deep cleavage peeked through. 

Even covered, my cock twitched from the view. 

Even after a night like last night, I could still get hard my stamina really was something. 

“Is the temperature to your liking?” 

“Y-yeah. It’s fine.” 

I pressed my legs together to conceal my reaction, nervous she might notice. Then I asked her a question to break the tension. 

“So... are you used to this kind of thing?” 

“What do you mean by this kind of thing?” 

“Bathing with your master, I mean.” 

“I assisted Lady Renes regularly when she stayed in this villa. But...” 

She swept her wet hair back with one hand. 

“This is my first time assisting a male master.” 

“O-oh... I see.” 

“Yes. That’s why I was worried my presence might offend but...” 

“No, no, not at all. I’m quite used to this sort of thing.” 

In fact, I was practically welcoming it. 

It’s always exciting to be skin-to-skin with a beautiful woman. 

Of course, I couldn’t admit that aloud to this proud and proper maid. 

“Do you mean... you’re used to being with women?” 

“Eh?” 

I reflexively let out a noise in surprise at her unexpected question. 

She stared blankly at me, then turned away, as if regretting she’d asked. 

“Forget I said anything.” 

 Splash, splash. 

After that short exchange, a silence fell between us. 

Yekaterina simply stared at the surface of the water, while I fidgeted, trying not to reveal my erection. 

As some time passed, Yekaterina finally stood and walked to another spot. 

“We’ve soaked sufficiently. Let’s begin washing. I’ll scrub your back. This way, please.” 

“Ah, sure.” 

Getting washed by a woman it wasn’t a first, but it still made my heart pound. 

I turned around and gave her my back. She began gently scrubbing with a soap-lathered sponge. 

“Is the pressure alright?” 

“Uh-huh. Feels good.” 

A stunning woman, barely clothed in a towel, was washing me. 

The sensation alone made my manhood stir but just then, she spoke again. 

“The two of them were quite famous knights, so I’ve heard.” 

“You mean Senya and Petunia?” 

“Yes. From what I saw, you seem to have... that kind of relationship with them.” 

Ah, so she did notice. 

Yeah, a pair of semen-soaked female knights aren’t exactly a subtle sign. 

Feeling a bit ashamed, I heard her ask quietly, 

“Is that something you usually do?” 

“...Usually?” 

“Yes. Using your body to relieve the urges of female knights, like those two...” 

She trailed off but her meaning was clear: 

Do I go around servicing women like them regularly? 

“Well... yeah. I’m used to it now.” 

Admitting it was awkward, but it wasn’t like I could lie after she’d seen the aftermath. 

Hearing my reply, Yekaterina’s hand briefly pressed harder into my back before she whispered: 

“...Poor thing.” 

“Huh?” 

“Nothing. Forget it.” 

She resumed scrubbing my back calmly. Once finished, she stood and quietly prepared to leave. 

“I’ve washed your back. I’ll take my leave now.” 

“What? Already?” 

“As a woman, it would be improper for me to wash more than your back.” 

I get it in this world, that makes sense ethically. 

Still, wasn’t it a little sad to let her go like that? 

Even now I was half-hard… to walk away without doing anything felt like a waste. 

“W-wait.” 

I spoke up on impulse, then my desire spilled out. 

“How about... I wash your back instead?” 

“You... wish to wash mine?” 

“Well, you helped me, and... it’s hard to wash your own back, right?” 

Looking flustered for a moment, Yekaterina then hesitantly sat down in front of me, her back turned. 

“As a woman, letting a man wash one's body is considered improper. But rejecting my master’s kindness also goes against a servant’s duty. I’ll accept your offer with gratitude.” 

“R-right.” 

She was taking this far more seriously than I expected... 

Still, even the smallest contact opportunity was welcome for me. 

“Um... can you take off your towel?” 

“Yes, then...” 

Keeping her back to me, Yekaterina reached up and slowly loosened the towel. 

I stared, heart pounding, struggling to tame my rising arousal. 

Even though it was just her back, it was still nude, still the skin of the woman I’d had my eyes on. 

Her skin would surely be soft I’d be allowed to touch it. And if the mood was right, maybe I could go further  

 Slip. 

Just as I was imagining it, the towel came off. 

But when I looked at her bare back to scrub it… I fell speechless. 

Her back was far broader than I expected. Muscular. 

More than that there were deep, jagged scars crisscrossing her flesh. 

They told a story of unimaginable hardship. Hard battles fought. 

“Ugly, isn’t it?” 

As I froze, Yekaterina spoke in a flat voice. 

“These are reminders of my time on the battlefield. I’ve since retired from service and now serve Lady Renes as a maid.” 

“Ah, battlefield…” 

“To a man, such marks may be disturbing…” 

“No no, I mean... scars aren’t a big deal.” 

I tried to scrub her back, but my hands trembled with nervous tension and intimidation. 

Right. This was a world where women did the heavy lifting. 

That image alone was enough to make my cock completely shrivel up.