Cleo and Mallory climbed to their feet as their personals were escorted in, holding several boxes. Poppy and Lily opened the boxes on the floor as the King stepped out of the room.
Poppy held up a blue swath of fabric and Lily held up a pink one. Each shook it out and then laid it over the empty bed frame as the mattress slaves exited.
Poppy and Lily opened the rest of the boxes and then started to help Cleo and Mallory get dressed.
Cleo stepped up onto the box that had been brought it and held her arms up. She had spent the night cold and was ready to get some clothes on. She knew better than to expect panties but was surprised at the full coverage corset Poppy laced her into. It was a beautiful sky blue that matched the presumed dress fabric. She held her arms up for the fabric and Poppy wrapped the cold material around her body.
Cleo stepped off the box and into shoes before twirling once. She caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror, but stopped herself before admiring fully. Mallory was not as covert and stepped entirely in front of it.
She was staring at herself when the King walked in. He raised an eyebrow at her but just indifferently looked away. "Good you're both ready. Let's go!"
The King stepped out and lead them down the hall back to the balcony they had been on before. The pit of bodies that had been below before was now transformed into a pool of crystal clear liquid. There was a large flat shallow area in the middle of the pool and the sides were beautifully decorated. What had been rough and masculine side structures were now replaced with delicate feminine hangings and wispy curtains.
The show began a line of females exited the wings. One by one, they slowly dropped their white robes in the water and curtsied for the audience. After doing so they dove into the water.
Once all of the females were in the water, they climbed to the middle and began to dance and pleasure each other in the water. At any point in the show, there were always at least three in the middle creating a triangle or other kind of statue. The first one on the platform was made of a demon the color of wine, another as white as snow, and another midnight blue.
The white swathes of fabric in the water made their dances all the more sensual as it would briefly hide parts of the females in the water and made them seem ghostly and mysterious.
The water splashed around all of them in time to music and barely rippled as it was called for. Cleo never knew when the music would rise or fall. At one point during the show, the King pulled the First Queen onto his last and hiked up her skirt. He began to move in her in time to the music and had two servants kneel before Cleo and Mallory.
All four reached their climax in sync as the music and show reached its finale.
The King pulled out of the Queen and sent her shirt back to rights. He sat her back on the bench next to him and addressed all three females in the balcony with him, "We have about two hours to kill before the final aspect of this adventure is over. Cleo and Mallory, you will take a tour of this House and then come back."
They stood to follow a slave out the door, but he had one more thing to say, "One more thing before you go."
The King held up two black leashes with silver thread. "So we can make sure you ladies don't get lost."
The King clipped the ends of the leashes to the girls' respective nipples before he handed the other ends to the servants and sent them off.
The servant in front of Cleo lead her through room after room. Some were servants corridors, others were dorms for the slaves to be auctioned at tonight's gathering. One room, in particular, stood out to Cleo.
It was a bathing room. It seemed to be the only room in the entire House that anyone was unafraid. There were chains scraping along the floors but most of the beings in the room were relaxing without restraints on their wrists or arms. There were drains at strategic spots in the floor that allowed the showers near the walls to drain without causing huge puddles by the sunken baths. Bathers didn't need to worry that they were bathing in other's filth as a servant would sweep through every now and then to push excess water into the drains.
Cleo was sad to leave the room with its warm steam and worn, nearly soft wood. The servant with her had paused in this room, just as happy as its other occupants and Cleo.
When they concluded their tour back at the King's balcony, the First Queen was coming out with a tray of empty dishes. She didn't say a word to Cleo, just traded the tray for the end of Cleo's leash.
Before she pushed the door to the balcony in, the First Queen said, "You barely made it. The auction is about to start."
Inside, they took their seats and the First Queen wrapped the end of Cleo's leash around a pillar in the middle that Mallory's leash was also wrapped around.