<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/1VR4DkI.jpg)</div><br/>As Lady Arisa slid into the water she couldn't help but sigh with relief.  The water was warm and it soothed not only her body, her muscles, but also her soul.  She felt the tension of this place easing out of her, easing away.  The water grew warmer every moment she luxuruated in it reaching a very nice steaming heat in the otherwise cool air of abandoned haunted manse.  She allowed herself to relax and felt the water carrying away any dust, sweat, and oh so much dried cum that had been caked onto her beautiful form.  She'd been carrying the dried spunk of the incubus on her for so long she'd forgotten about it.  Yes, she'd scrubbed much of it off her with rags, but she cold feel even the last traces of it being washed away by the soothing hot water, lightly carrying that lovely fragrance.<br/><br/>Even the lantern's light made this dark and abandoned bathroom feel somehow pleasant and relaxing.  For the first time since entering this haunted home she felt actually at peace.  She felt no sense of being watched, no sense of evil lingering over her, just relaxed.  Her hands drifting over silken skin she felt thrills of pleasure everywhere she touched herself.  She slid back in the tub, allowing her body to submerge completley under the water.  It felt glorious as it covered her neck, head, then finally face as she held her breath and sank beneath the scented water.  It soaked into her blonde hair, covered her body and just felt wonderful.  Finally when she could hold her breath no longer she slid back up, breaking the surface and taking a breath.<br/><br/>Everything had changed.<br/><br/>Gone was the decay, the dust, the neglect, the darkness.   Now the bathroom in it's full glory had been restored.  A dozen candles burned about the room and light from the chandelier out in the main foyer shone through the window into the bathroom.  She'd done it, she'd found another way back to this place.  But when it was, who she was, she did not know.  Or at least did not know for very long.  Because after only a few moments the door to the bathroom opened and in stepped an older man.  Bald on the top of his head and thick in the gut, he appeared to be in his late 40s or early 50s.  But despite being fat, out of shape, and much older he moved with a bearing of dominance.  He closed the door and leered at Arisa, his gaze taking in her naked and wet form.  A thick wet tongue slid from between his lips to lick them as he said,<strong>"Ahhh taking a bath Tamilla, that's good, it means I don't have to rip your clothing off this time.  I hope you are learning your new place in the household.  You are mistress over everyone but me.  You are here only to satisfy my needs and take my spunk, bear my son.  I hope I wasn't too rough on you last time, because it's been long enough and it's time to plant more of my seed in that belly of yours."</strong><br/><br/>He grinned and began rubbing his crotch through the silken pants he was wearing.  Arisa had no doubt that this must be Master Fritz, and he thought she was Tamilla!