Since Mog received the order undress, he started removing his tunic and sandals.

While he was undressing, Mog stuttered, "A-a bath?"

Consentia smiled and said, "Yes, a bath. Don't you want one? Don't you feel dirty after staying in that dirty place?"

Mog fidgeted, unsure of how to respond, "Y-yes, I do... But..."

As he said that, he already removed his tunic, revealing his immature yet muscled body and his privates. Although it wasn't too obvious, Mog was a bit dirty after lying on the floor in the cell. He didn't know why but for some reason, he covered his privates with his hands. He never felt shame about his nudity, not when in the public baths and not even when he was auctioned, but now, he felt exposed. It felt oddly uncomfortable for him.

Consentia narrowed her eyes, "Then there is no problem, is there?"

Mog stared at the floor as he said, "I... Guess not."

Consentia - "Good, now follow me."

She marched on in her full naked glory to the door on the left of the entrance of her room, intentionally or unintentionally swaying her hips seductively, showcasing her round and perfect rear.

After opening the door and entering the room, Mog saw the most luxurious and modern bathroom he had ever seen in his short life.

The bathroom was 25ft long and 20ft wide, and the walls were made out of polished mirror-like marble. It had an empty pool about 2m long and wide and around 2ft deep, with a stone dragon head above it. Mog guessed that it was probably the bath.

Next to a wall, there was a weird seat made out of marble and wood, and it had a hole inside it filled with water. Mog could tell it was a latrine, but he couldn't understand how it worked.

The room also had a special sink with two metal switches attached to a metal pipe, and next to it was a bar of soap that was likely imported from the north. Mog only knew about a sink with constant running water and not one like this.

There were also some magic crystals embedded into the wall, their purpose unknown to Mog.

Aside from these, there were also two adjacent stools made out of marble and a storage cabinet with cloths, glass jars and bottles filled with herbs and weird liquids, and bars and bottles of soap that were expensive alchemical creations of alchemists. Next to it was also a finely crafted wooden bucket.

Mog was afraid of knowing just how much did it cost to run this luxurious place.

As Mog was looking around at the strange bathroom, Consentia went to the side of the room and touched a magic crystal on the wall. Immediately after that, the dragon's head spewed out hot water into the pool, filling it up at a modest pace.

While the pool was being filled up, she took the wooden bucket, placed it in the sink, and filled it up with hot water. While it was being filled, she turned to Mog and said with a smile, "Be good my little pet. Go sit on one of the stools so I can properly wash you."

Although being called and treated like a pet was not exactly Mog's cup of tea, he had to obey her disgruntledly and sit on one of the stools.

After the bucket finished filling up, Consentia took the bucket along with a bottle of soap and two cloths and walked to the waiting Mog.

She smiled at Mog and said, "Ok Mog, turn around so I can wash your back."

Mog felt that it was inappropriate for her to wash him, so he said, "Master, as your... pet... I don't think that it is appropriate for you to wash me. I can do this on my own. Also, you don't need to waste soap on me..."

What he said was true. If they were of the same status, it would be one thing, but he was her slave, so it was inappropriate for her to wash his back. Also, soap was expensive. Even the cheapest bar of soap could cost 2 and a half silvers, and premium soaps could cost up to a few gold coins. The soap here was most likely premium goods.¹50$ for the cheapest bar of soap. Yep, it was THAT expensive in the past. Perhaps even more.

Consentia waved her hand dismissively, "Nonsense. You're my pet, not just a slave. As your owner, I can naturally wash you. Also, who said that it costs me a lot? I made it, you know."

Mog widened his eyes in shock - She made the soap? She is an alchemist?! Is she a rare magic alchemist? What is her identity in the Fidelis family?

While he was thinking this, Consentia placed the things next to the stool and directly sat behind him on the other stool. She dipped her hand in the water, and after lathering some soap on her hand, she started to spread it on Mog's back.

While she was lathering soap on his back, Mog couldn't help but carefully ask, "Master, can I ask what is your position in the Fidelis family?"

Consentia wasn't surprised about the question and answered with pride, "I am Consentia Fidelis, the second eldest daughter of Bultatus Volgio Fidelis, the Legatus²General of a legion of the second legion of the empire. I am a B-rank alchemist and third-circle mage."

Mog widened his eyes in utter shock- Oh, by the gods! She is a B-rank alchemist and a third circle mage!? No wonder she sees money as dirt! She must be earning hundreds of thousands a month! Also, did she just say she is the daughter of an actual Legatus??? That is a bonafide A-rank professional at the very least! Her status must be extremely high than... Veona, oh dear goddess of luck, thank you!!!

At this point, Mog didn't give a damn if he was treated like a pet by this woman. A pet of a scion like this would be better treated than a middle-class citizen. As long as he kept his value high in her eyes, he knew that he would have a good life. Perhaps he could even get nurtured and develop under her.

He asked with expectation, "So, what are my duties, master?"

Consentia paused her hands and started to think before continuing her cleaning and answered, "Well, you're my pet. As my pet, your main tasks are to entertain and guard me. Also, I will need you to run errands, entertain guests, or fight in my name when I need you to... Oh, look at those nails! You should really trim them properly, you know! They look cracked and are a mess... I should get Cispia to trim them for you..." At this point, Consentia finished rubbing soap on his back and already started with his arms.

Mog did know what to think when he heard her tell him of his duties - I get that you want me to entertain you for some reason. After all, I am your so-called pet. Running errands and entertaining guests are normal tasks, so they are also fine. But, guarding you? Fighting in your name? I am 10, for fuck sake! I bet you could zap me to death with a second circle spell before I could even sneeze!

He asked his query, "Erm, master... How am I supposed to protect you with my meager strength?"

Consentia relaxedly answered, "With your current strength, you naturally aren't worthy of that yet. I will be having you train with the guards for the next few years. When you manage to reach the standard of a C-rank adventurer, you can become my mage guard. Ok, turn around now and let me clean your front."

Mog became excited, knowing that he could get to learn how to fight from professional soldiers! He couldn't help but grin ear to ear while he turned around to face Consentia.

Consentia saw his face and couldn't help but tease, "Aw, look at you. So happy to get a look at my boobs again?"

Only then did Mog notice that he was unintentionally staring at her breasts because of his low body stature, so he lowered his gaze, only to stare at her nether region. Since she was sitting on a stool with her legs spread a bit, he could see her pink pussy and trimmed pubic hair. This was the first time he saw a female's genitals up close. Although he felt that it was wrong, he couldn't help but stare at this new sight.

In consentia didn't notice his gaze as she lathered soap on his hair and chest. Only after she finished lathering soap on his chest did she notice his fixed gaze on her privates. A playful smirk came on her lips as she asked with narrowed eyes, "Where are you looking at, my little Mog?"

Mog snapped out of it as he stammered while looking to the side, "I-I was just looking down, master."

Consentia's grin widened as she said - "Looking down, indeed... Oh well, I allow you to stare, so go ahead."

Mog, who was given permission, turned his head and stared at her nether region again. This time, her legs were spread wide open, fully revealing her nether region. Her pink pussy looked clean and unused, unlike what her true nature implied.

His gaze was transfixed out of pure fascination. Seeing him like this, she couldn't help but want to tease him a further.

Consentia pointed at her vagina, "Mog, do you know what this is? This is called the vagina, the most intimate part of a woman. Do you know what it's used for?"

Mog stammered, his gaze still fixed on her pussy, "Erm... To make babies?"

Consentia smiled and said, "That's right, it's to make babies. However, it also has another function, to give great joy to men."

She then put some soap on her hands and reached to Mog's dick and balls, and started rubbing soap on them gently, "And this, your penis, is what puts a baby in the vagina and gives us women great joy."

The moment her silky and soap lathered hands touched his privates, Mog felt strange. He always made sure to diligently rub his nether region when taking a bath to remove dirt and grime from it, but he never felt this strange feeling before. It felt comfortable, yet not. He didn't know why, but for some reason, he wanted more.

Consentia continued cleaning his nether region while saying, "You see, Mog, as a woman, I have needs. Needs that could only be satisfied by a penis. When you grow up, one of your duties would be to fulfill them. I have great expectations out of you. Oh, you made sure to clean up under your foreskin, good job."³Yeah, although it existed in ancient times, people were seldom circumcised. In Rome, it was even considered the defilement of the male reproductive organ

Mog was currently in an internal struggle. One side of him wanted her to stop, while the other didn't. While he was internally struggling, the hands suddenly stopped and moved to his legs. A mixture of relief and disappointment washed over him for an inexplicable reason that he couldn't fathom.

He couldn't help but wonder - Why do I feel like this? Why did she stop? Why do I want more of this?

While he went through an internal turmoil, Consentia finished lathering soap on him. She then picked up a cloth and said, "Alright, I am done lathering soap on you. Use this cloth to wipe yourself along with water. I would normally let you lather soap on me, but your fingernails might damage my skin."

Mog snapped out of his thoughts and took the cloth and answered, "Yes, master..."

While he wiped himself off, he watched in a daze as Consentia hummed while she lathered soap on her smooth and perfect body. Although he wasn't able to feel sexual excitement at this spectacle, he was still attracted by her sheer beauty. 

Once she was done, she also wiped off the soap with the other cloth. Once done, she went to the cabinet and took out a glass bottle filled with green liquid, and dripped three drops into the already-filled pool by the side. Once the green liquid touched the water, the water began bubbling while flashing green. Putting the potion aside, she took out a jar filled with herbs and sprinkled some into the pool. Immediately, a pleasant smell of herbs wafted into the air.

Mog couldn't help but marvel at this. He heard about soap, but never did he see anything like this.

He couldn't help but ask, "Master, what are these?"

Consentia turned and said, "That is a vitality potion that is applied to baths. Repeated use can promote the body's health and immune system permanently. The herbs are just for a better smell."

Mog Couldmt but stare at the pool and ask, "Master... Isn't this a waste to use on a slave?"

Even an idiot could tell that something like this cost a lot of silver, even more than the soap. To use it on a slave... Was a huge waste.

Consentia waved her hand, "Nonsense. I made it, and I also let my two handmaidens use it, so why can't I let you use it too? Now come along Mog. Let's have a good and nice bath."

She then entered into the bath, soaking her up to her knees. She then laid down and soaked in the pool while letting out a soft moan of relaxation.

Mog hesitated for a bit before he followed and entered the pool. The moment his feet entered and pool, a pleasant sensation entered through his skin. When he immersed his body into the water, he felt a pleasant sensation across his body.

He couldn't help but say out loud, "Oh, by the gods... I never thought a bath could feel this good..."

Consentia couldn't help but giggle, "I'm glad you enjoy it. As long as you work hard enough, I will let you use it in the future."

Mog took notice of what she said and couldn't help but probe, "And if I don't work hard enough...?"

Consentia turned her head towards Mog and smiled widely, "Then I would reduce your treatment to that of a common slave. If you continue disappointing me, then I just might give you to my brother. He has a thing for pit-fighting, you see..."

After she said that, Mog couldn't help but get a chill down his spine. That sunny smile suddenly seemed oddly chilly. Her message was understood loud and clear.

Mog - My effort and performance reflect my treatment. If I perform well, I will get premium treatment. If I perform poorly, I might even get discarded by her! Even if I have to train until I faint, it would be better than to go to the fighting pits!

Consentia glanced at Mog, knowing that her underlying message has been received. She said comfortingly, "Don't worry, my little Mog. I'm not one to show only the stick. If you perform beyond my expectations, I will give you rewards..."

Mog's ears perked up, and couldn't help but ask, "What kind of rewards, master?"

Consentia giggled and said mysteriously, "I will let you find out yourself..."

Mog got bummed out and sank his head into the water, making bubbles.

And just like that, Mog and Consentia continued to immerse themselves in the water. After around 15 minutes, the original greenish hue disappeared, leaving only clear water inside. That was also the cue to leave the pool.

After they both got out, Consentia touched a crystal on the wall, and the water drained from the pool. They then took another two cloths and wiped themselves up. Once they finished wiping themselves up, Consentia suddenly started chanting while pointing at him.

Consentia - "Let the remnants of water evaporate from thy vassal, Dry"

Immediately, Mog felt a warm feeling as the leftover water on his body suddenly evaporated. In just three seconds, all the water on him and his hair dried up. While he marveled at this, Consentia used the same spell, and this time, on herself. Her originally wet hair suddenly became dry again and flowy.

While he marveled at it, Consentia took him out of the bath. Mog couldn't help but look behind, seeing the bathroom in a mess.

Mog couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who is going to clean the bathroom, master?"

It was a valid question, considering it was still full of water, soap, and used cloths.

Consentia - "My handmaidens. They are in charge of cleaning my room and taking care of my daily needs."

Mog nodded at the answer and was about to put on his tunic, but Consentia stopped him, "You don't need to wear it. We will be sleeping in the nude."

Mog turned hesitant, "But..."

Consentia glanced at him, "Do you want to dirty my bed with used clothes from that filthy place? I will arrange new clothes tomorrow. Now come, Mog, sleep next to me."

Since he was given the order, Mog could only go to the bed in the nude and lie down on one side, while Consentia closed the light and lied down on the other side.

Mog couldn't help but marvel at how soft and comfortable the bed was. It was his first time sleeping on something other than the cold ground or hay.

Consentia covered herself with the soft blanket on the bed and said to Mog, "Good night, my little Mog."

Mog - "Good night, Master."

And then, the room fell into silence as Consentia went to sleep. Mog, on the other hand, stared at the roof of the bed for a while, inwardly thinking to himself - Maybe being a pet is not so bad after all...

He then closed his eyes and slept.