Her unseen observer was very bemused at her predicament. Of course at this point he had little to no interest in helping to ease her suffering. In fact his very pleasure at her reactions only served to send greater urges her way. By this point it was an entirely vicious cycle.<br/><br/>But then there was a knock at her door. Soon the silent servants of the master entered and prepared her bath right in the center of the room. This would of course leave her no modesty before her unseen audience. And then just as silently the servants departed taking her dirty clothes with them to be laundered. They worked swift and efficiently as they were virtual extensions of their master and knew well it was a bad idea to displease him.<br/><br/>And once more Noelle was along with the burning moisture between her thighs. But at least now the steaming bath was ready and before her.