With his other hand, he turned the faucet on, and adjusted the temperature. While he waited for it to come to temperature, his fingers continued to tease her ass slowly, using her ass to lower her body onto the floor of the tub. She tried to sit up and he pushed her back down.
"Stay still. You've done a lot so far, and the day isn't over. Let me take care of my slut for a moment."
She nodded and let herself relax into his touch and care. She felt the water rinsing away her piss and was replaced with a soft floral scent, one of her favorites. She looked down and saw that he had slipped a bath bomb in, and plugged the tub up for her bath. She sighed as the warm water soothed her aching body.
She felt the soapy washcloth graze across her skin and sighed, reveling in the slight bite of the fabric mixed with the silky smoothness of the soap. His fingers were firm and thorough, softening lightly as he traced the inner lines of her legs. She whimpered as he swiped past her inner thighs and pussy. He even skirted her hips, knowing that it would key her up.
His teasing continued as he avoided her tits and neck carefully, helping her turn over using her shoulders. She arched back, pressing into the tub and shivered with her unmet need. He carefully scrubbed the back of her legs and made her giggle softly as he scrubbed the bottom of her feet. He avoided her ass as carefully as he had avoided her desperate sex.
His pace changed as he reached her back. She felt his fingers press into her aching muscles, releasing the tension in each spot slowly. His fingers grazed the back of her neck and he saw the goosebumps raise through her entire body. She tucked her legs underneath her as she arched into his hands. She moaned softly as his soapy hands roamed her back in small circles. She noticed, in a haze, that the water had turned off.
After what seemed like an eternity later, his hands and cloth came to rest above her ass. The tub was almost full and holding her ass up for him proved challenging. He could sense her struggle.
"I said stay still. That doesn't mean help me. Relax."
She let her body submerge into the water and felt his hand guide the cloth over her ass cheeks. Sighing, her eyes drifted closed and she reveled in his hands all over her ass. Scrubbing, massaging, jiggling, he did it all and then some. She felt the cloth find its way down her crack of her ass to her well used pucker.
She gasped as he started to push it inside of her, and pull it out slowly. She could feel his finger wrapped in the cloth. His measured pace in and out of her ass had her panting and moaning in no time.
He started to time his efforts with her breaths. He could see her body flush as she approached the edge of her orgasm. He teased her for a few pumps longer and then pulled the cloth and finger out. He resoaped the cloth, while telling her to turn over.
Starting at her shoulders, she could smell the soap and the bath bomb mixed, with a hint of the unique smell of her ass underneath it all. He carefully scrubbed her shoulders and neck, eliciting more soft moans from her.
Her tits were the next items on his cleaning agenda, starting at the top, working the same maddening slow circles he had used on her ass and back. Her nipples hardened as he got closer and closer. A guttural moan escaped as his thumbs passed over each of her nipples. The pleasure was gone in a blink, leaving her wanting for a brief moment, but she then felt him at her hips.
He teased, tickled and cleaned her hips, knowing just the little sensitive areas to pay attention to, raising her need to the next level. Her breath came raggedly and her hands gripped the sides of the tub as he started cleaning her mound and outer labia. Her hips bucked as he slipped between her lips. Her moan was desperate and planative as he slipped his bare finger inside her. Despite the bath, he could feel her wetness and need. Her pussy was squeezing his finger desperately. He eased a second finger inside her and started rubbing her g spot in earnest.
"Oh god... please, I can't hold back if you...ohh.. Keep doing thatfuckfuckfuck"
He increased the tempo slightly, and pressed his thumb into her clit, rubbing slowly.
"Please, oh please... Master, your slut can't control herself much longer...ohhfuckohh."
His fingers continued. Her hips bucked and body strained, splashing the water around. Her mind frantically tried to remember her orders to try to get the unrelenting torture to stop.
"Please.."
She tried to relax into his hands and pleasure.
Her words were replaced with moans and whimpers as she felt the edge get closer and closer. Her body ached for that sweet release but she feared disobeying him.
He pulled his fingers out of her, stepped away from the tub and dried his arms. He put on some music in the background.
"You will relax here until you hear my alarm go off. Then you will rinse off and join me in the bedroom. Do not touch yourself. Understood?"
"Understood."
He turned away to hide his smile. He knew she was disappointed about the lack of orgasm, but he had a few tricks up his sleeve.
Her body was on fire from the thoroughness of his care and she struggled to relax into the bath. She did as she reflected on the events of the day so far and what the rest of the weekend could have in store for them. Her mind wandered pleasantly but she was relieved when the alarm went off.
Walking into the bedroom, she could tell he had been busy. The blanket and top sheet had been stripped from the bed, and cuffs dangled from each corner. She could see a candle lit on the end table, as well as some tools sitting beside it, though harder to make out past the brightness of the flame.
Just as she began to search for him, she felt his arms at her waist, picking her up and throwing her on the bed, face down. His hands made quick work of locking her wrists and then her legs into the cuffs. He smacked her ass as he finished, bringing that cute little pink up to the surface.
He turned away from the bed and turned back to face her. She turned to face him and the last thing she saw was his semi-erect dick before the blindfold plunged her into darkness. She felt his hands on her ass, spreading the stinging cheeks. Something hard and smooth went into her pucker, keeping her cheeks from closing all the way. It was wide but shallow, almost a pleasant break from the depths her ass had been pushed to that day. She felt some weight added to it as well, a constant pressure, to somewhat be ignored-at least she hoped.
