The bathwater, an exquisite milky white, exuded an aura of tranquillity. Infused with the intoxicating scent of roses, the water's surface bore the gentle caress of delicate rose petals, each petal adrift on the calm surface, creating a serene tableau.

The grand bath, still partially veiled by the ethereal vapours, held an air of majestic mystery, hiding much of its grandeur. 

The mesmerizing waltz of steam and the unhurried, graceful pirouette of rose petals brought an ethereal quality to the space. 

At that moment, it felt almost sacrilegious to disrupt the serene beauty of the water, like entering a sacred realm where every movement was made with reverence for the enchantment that enveloped it.

Reluctantly drawn away from the captivating allure of the bath, Elva took my right hand, her soft touch exuding a gentle assurance, while Fae grasped my left, her green eyes sparkling with inviting warmth. 

As they led me towards the bath, their smiles radiated a deep sense of joy and anticipation, revealing their sheer happiness at the prospect of sharing this intimate bath experience with their cherished master.

My foot made contact with the bath's threshold, the water enveloped it in a soothing embrace, its heat caressing my skin in a luxurious kiss.

The bathwater, warm and inviting, cradled my foot, its temperature a blissful contrast to the world outside. With each step forward, guided by Elva and Fae, my body began to vanish beneath the milky surface. Delicate rose petals, like sentinels of serenity, gracefully scattered aside as if parting the gates to welcome my entry into this aqueous realm.

With gentle guidance, they urged me deeper, and I gradually descended, my lower body sinking into the water's depth. 

The bathwater rose, inching its way up to my knees, while I marvelled at the sensation of immersion and the caress of the warm bathwater. 

Finally, they directed me to sit on the bath floor, and the water enveloped me up to my stomach, its therapeutic touch cocooning me in a cocoon of sheer comfort and relaxation.

A deep and contented sigh escaped my lips, resonating with the profound sense of serenity that the bathwater offered. 

It was as if the water possessed enchanting properties, working its magic to envelop me in pure comfort and bliss. 

The warm embrace of the bathwater not only relaxed my body but also seemed to reach deep within, gently clearing my mind of any troubling or unwanted thoughts.

Besides me, both Fae and Elva became an integral part of this remarkable experience. Their presence elevated the bath to a level of extraordinary indulgence. They leaned in, their heads finding a comfortable haven on my shoulders, their broad, soft bodies serving as a contrast to the soothing warmth of the bathwater.

Their sizeable chests exuded an inviting warmth that enveloped my arm, creating a sensation akin to resting against plush cushions. 

Their affectionate closeness radiated through the steam-filled air, like a comforting aura that cocooned us in an atmosphere of profound intimacy and connection.

As we basked in the bath's soothing embrace, the combination of their presence, the fragrant steam, and the enchanting surroundings formed a perfect symphony of relaxation and contentment. It felt as if we were ensconced in a world of our own, where time ceased to matter, and the outside world faded into insignificance, leaving us to savour this exceptional moment of shared bliss. 

"Master♡, are you hungry~?" Fae inquired out of the blue, her voice held a note of sweet anticipation as she turned her head, her eyes aglow with a hopeful gleam, eagerly awaiting my response.

Even though my senses didn't register any hunger, I responded with a gentle nod, understanding her desire to pamper and please.

Her face lit up with an exuberant smile, stretching from ear to ear, and it showcased her pristine, pearly white teeth. "Then let me make breakfast for you~, Master♡," she exclaimed, her excitement palpable. 

With an almost childlike enthusiasm, she leapt from the bath, her substantial, round breasts jiggling in delightful chaos, their buoyant movement creating an almost mesmerizing sight, sending water droplets dancing through the steam-filled air. 

Her eagerness to prepare a meal for her master was a heartwarming display of devotion and a testament to the bond we shared, making this ordinary morning into something extraordinary.

Fae's enthusiasm to prepare a meal for me was truly heartwarming, her devotion shining brilliantly through her radiant delight.

As her playful dance came to a graceful halt, she struck a pose of contemplation, tilting her head to the side in the most endearing manner. The golden strands of her wet, glistening blonde hair caught the soft bathroom light, creating an almost ethereal halo around her. With a hint of sultriness in her voice, she provocatively inquired, "But where's the kitchen~?"

Her unexpected blend of playfulness and sensuality elicited a chuckle from me, and I couldn't help but be charmed by her wit and spirit. Elva, seated beside me, shook her head with a fond smile, acknowledging Fae's playful nature.

My gaze lingered on Fae, her ample bosom providing an alluring curtain that partially obscured her face from my view.

"Come, I'll show you," I said with a warm smile, responding to Fae's playful inquiry. Her giggle in response filled the room with infectious joy.

Elva, a vision of grace and devotion, rose from the bath, her golden-brown skin adorned with glistening water droplets and the delicate rose petals, which clung to her like soft kisses.

"Then let me help you, my lord," Elva said with unwavering resolve, her voice a velvety invitation. 

She gracefully bent forward, her lithe form accentuated by the soft contours of her glistening, water-kissed skin. 

Her soft hands, slightly damp from the bath, reached out toward me, and her ample bosom, endowed with a captivating sensuality, moved with a mesmerizing grace as she leaned.

My heart quickened, my breath hitched as I watched her. I offered my hand, allowing her to assist me in rising from the soothing waters of the bath.

Watching my slow ascent from the bath, Fae came beside me with a sense of urgency, her hand reaching out to mine to lend her support.

The warmth in their loving smiles, filled with unwavering devotion, tugged at my heartstrings, deepening my affection for them.

Exiting the bath, the soft sheen of water droplets glistened on our skin as we stood together. 

Elva, with a gentle stride, left my side and glided over to the shelf adorned with neatly folded, fresh, and fluffy towels. Her careful selection of one of those towels demonstrated her meticulous attention to detail and devotion. 

She returned to me, standing before me with the towel in hand, ready to perform her duty.