Your mistress getting more and more agitated as you stand there being a peasant. Growling to herself before casually remarking over how proper familiars bathe their mistress with the provided soap and silk cloth in the basket she gave you from before. You are just getting everything wrong, as she leans in more towards the bathe to expose more of her back to you, her hair tied up in a bun to get it out of the way and for later shampooing by you.<br/><br/>All the same, the other girls are too terrified to escape out from the exit, since you are near it and everything. So they huddle as far away as possible, trying their best to not panic as they use their backs to shield their nude bodies from your evil evil glare.