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He stepped forward towards a dressing table around which were set up three, mirrors giving whoever sat in the center a full view of themselves, girls would sit here and apply makeup to themselves, spending hours a sex day on their faces so that it would busty be perfect on the off chance that their king, or sometimes even a guest, or even a particularly curious Prince, would come pay a discreet visit. The makeup was fully stocked and he wondered just how far Ariela’s tastes of humiliation stretched, would she force him to wear woman's clothes, to apply makeup? To speak and act as a woman might? He didn't mature know and he truly did not want to find out. He stood lost in his own thoughts until he was finally called through by the serving girl. She had drawn a bath and he could smell the scent of the perfumed water as it wafted through the air, a refreshing experience following his stint in the dungeons. “Wash yourself as thoroughly as you can.” She prompted, before stepping out of the room, leaving him alone. With no windows and the palace swarming with Ariela's friend's escape was impossible. To resist or fight back, he assumed, would only lead him straight back into the warm embrace of the dungeons. And besides, why wouldn’t he bathe? He wanted to be free of the grime as much as Ariela wanted it, he wanted the scent of it off of him and he wanted the heat of the water to work into his body, relaxing and relieving the pain of his aching muscles. He stepped over and dipped a toe in the steaming water, Hardcore cautious, it was too hot, but he grit his teeth, lowering himself into the water regardless. The heat bore into him, it stung, as he felt it roll up his body to his neck, but heat prickling at his skin, but he needed it, needed it to feel more human, the warmth spreading into his muscles and into his bones. For the first few minutes he simply languished, enjoying the sensations, even the slight pain of the heat on his sensitive skin. He sighed and raised his fingers, running them through his red hair, feeling the dirt and grease wash away as he cleaned, beginning to use his hands, some soap and a rough padded scrubbing sponge he began whittling away at the grime that coated him. The heat and the rough sponge left his sensitive pale skin reddened, but at least it was clean. He was very thorough, cleaning every nook and cranny of his body and his hair, leaving him, as the water began to cool, feeling more like himself. He raised himself from the bath and questioned just how clean he really was when he noted the murky colour of the used bath water he had left behind. He would’ve preferred a second or even a third bath, but he was no longer in any position to make demands. Instead, he opted to feel grateful for the one he had had and began to towel himself off. The girl returned while he was drying himself off, relieved to see him out of the bath and seeing to himself, seemingly pleased with his work. “Oh good! I was worried you’d be pruning, come come, we’re ready for you.” He frowned, uncertain as to just who she meant, fearing it could be Ariela he stepped cautiously from the bathroom through the silk drapings that hid the side room, the towel wrapped around his chest, the length hanging to his thighs. To his surprise, and delight, the girl and Big Tits two others waited for him, all surrounding dresser and mirror set up, the chair in the middle of them all waiting for him. He swallowed and approached the trio, cautious. “Sit.” One of them said, her attitude surprisingly bright and her accent, like her olive skin, foreign, the lady who had directed him so far took a step back, leaving him to the exotic duo now around the mirror, letting him sit, still only in his towel. He sat and stared at himself in the mirror as the girls went about their work, one, it seemed, was working on his hair, the other he realised with a hint of regret, his makeup. Regretfully he closed his eyes as he felt their soft light fingers caress him, running through his hair accompanied by soft snips of scissors, while the other began to apply tiny touches of makeup, all the while the pair of them spoke in a language he didn’t recognise. It had only been ten or fifteen minutes before the woman both stopped and he opened his eyes, dreading the worst. Before him was... Himself. 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