The two maids stepped inside and bowed slightly to him in greeting. Gareth nodded at the two of them before casting a questioning glance at the head maid.
"These two will get you ready in the meantime. We can't have you meeting the countess looking like that." She said, looking at him from head to toe. Turning her gaze towards the maids, she said.
"Give him a thorough bath and make sure he comes out looking spotless. Also, do something with his hair. It looks too wild." She said before turning on her heels, departed, leaving the three of them alone in the room.
As soon as the door clicked shut, the two maids immediately focused their gazes on him, causing him to involuntarily shiver.
"Let's get started, Sir Gareth." One of them said, moving closer to rid him of his upper garments.
"Yes, we can't keep the countess waiting." The other responded, moving deftly to unbuckle his trousers. Seeing the sudden shift in their attitudes, Gareth was slightly taken aback and couldn't react in time.
Before he knew it, he was being caressed by two pretty maids. His body shivered slightly as it was the first time feeling a woman's touch. Well, at least it was the first time in this new world.
Before he could lose control of himself, he decided to ask them some questions to distract himself.
"So, uh, what are your names. Since we're going to be seeing each other for a while, I should at least learn that." He spoke, his voice a bit hoarse as he felt the breath of one of them on his dick.
The two maids stopped simultaneously, pondering his words before hesitantly speaking.
"I am Miria." The one unbuttoning his shirt said.
"My name is Hazel." The woman, unbuckling his trousers, said. Seeing as they weren't ignoring him anymore, Gareth wanted to take this opportunity to ask more questions, but before he could, the two maids were back in action.
Before he knew it, he was undressed. Safe for his undergarments, he had nothing on him. The two maids' eyes widened slightly as they gazed at his physique, slightly marveled by his rugged physique. However, they quickly regained their cool and ushered him into the bathroom.
Gareth didn't know what to expect when he heard they were going to bathe him, but he certainly wasn't expecting what happened next. As soon as they entered the bathroom, the two women began undressing as well.
Gareth's eyes widened in shock, and before he knew it, all three of them were standing in their undergarments. The two women wore cream colored bras with lace trim edges that secured their boobs snugly.
Miria had slightly smaller breasts than Hazel, but that didn't mean she was small at all. In fact, Hazel's was the one that could be said to be a bit too big considering her smaller frame.
Gareth wondered how she was able to get any work done with those jugs on her chest. Seeing him staring at their chests, the two maids blushed slightly before Miria cleared her throat, bringing back his attention.
"Let's get started." She said, stepping into the bathroom. The other two followed quietly. Though the situation was surprising, Gareth wasn't a man without experience. He quickly regained his wits and stepped into the stone-tiled bathroom. He looked up and was surprised to see what resembled a showerhead.
Not what he was expecting in this medieval world, but hey, who was he to judge? He didn't know how they worked, probably some sort of medieval plumbing magic, but he wasn't curious enough to ask.
Hazel soon followed, and soon all three of them were underneath the showerhead. He noticed a knob on the wall, and sure enough, it was the control for the shower. With a slight turn from Miria, the sound of water could be heard, and a second later warm water began sprouting gently from the showerhead.
The water sprayed gently onto their bodies with the pressure not too high. Hazel retrieved a bowl filled with what Gareth realized was soap and two sponges. After handing one to Miria, she went behind Gareth and started scrubbing his back with the freshly lathered sponge.
Miria did the same, and soon, he was sandwiched between two women in their underwear, scrubbing his body. Their touch was delicate as well, as if they were scared of applying any sort of pressure on his skin.
The stimulation was too much and before he knew it, His dick was rock solid, threatening to tear through the fabric of his underwear. Miria, who was scrubbing his front, obviously saw it, and a faint rose colored blush appeared on her cheeks. However, she didn't bring it up and decided to ignore it.
Gareth noticed her reaction and a faint smirk appeared on his lips, watching her trying to hide her reaction. However, he didn't act further on it. The situation was still too fragile, and he didn't even know his own standing in this place.
Without figuring that out, he couldn't make any reckless moves. And the only person who could provide him with that information was the master of this manor, the mysterious countess.
The touch of the two maids aroused him greatly. Sometimes, he could feel Hazel's boobs brush against his back slightly, which sent shivers down his spine. He even wondered whether this was his reward for being a brave soldier that died on the battlefield.
However, ignoring his erection was proving increasingly difficult. He needed something to take his mind off his erection. He decided to focus on the sensation of water flowing down on his skin. The water, though warm initially had gradually become cool, bringing back a modicum of mental clarity.
Fortunately for him, the bath ended soon after that. Miria and Hazel, now wet as well stepped out of the bathroom and retrieved towels. After drying him up thoroughly, and once again, Gareth could feel their delicate fingers through the wools fabric.
Gareth wondered what was next, but was surprised when they didn't say anything else, and just stared at him with a faint blush on their cheeks.