"I am a little tired, I guess," Sophia admitted. "I mean, that last orgasm kinda took a lot out of me. It was pretty intense. But you gave me two, so don't you want another one?"
"Sophia, there's something you should know about me," I said calmly, reaching up to stroke her sweaty cheek. "I'm what's considered a top, which means I prefer to be the giver rather than the receiver. While I certainly enjoy having orgasms, I get far more enjoyment and satisfaction out of making others cum. By the end of our time together, you will have many more orgasms than I will, and that's ok. One for one reciprocation is not necessary, but your offer is much appreciated."
"Are you sure?" Sophia asked sheepishly. "I don't mind. And... and it would give me practice."
It sounded like she actually wanted to give me another orgasm, which was rather curious given her reluctance before the night began. But I was quite satisfied and did not find myself craving another.
"Yes, I'm sure kitten," I said, draping my arm across her chest and pulling her close against my body. "The one you gave me was lovely, so I'm good for the night. Besides, we have all day tomorrow, and I have some things planned for us, so there's no need to burn ourselves out too soon. Let's get some rest."
"Umm, ok," she said hesitantly.
A few moments passed in silence as I snuggled up against her tight little body, still bound spread eagle to the bedposts.
"So uhh, can I be untied?" Sophia asked nervously.
I didn't answer.
"Miss Rose, may I please be untied?" She asked again.
"Oh I suppose," I sighed. "I guess it's a bit hard to sleep like that."
I rolled away from Sophia so I could get up on my hands and knees. I crawled to each limb and removed the cuffs from her wrists and ankles, throwing them off the sides of the bed. Sophia rubbed at her wrists once they were free and I noticed they looked a bit raw from friction when she was tugging at the restraints. She must have really been trying hard to get free.
"Come, let's get cleaned up and ready for bed," I suggested, beckoning Sophia to come with me to the bathroom that was part of my master suite.
She obeyed and rolled out of the bed. Her bare feet hardly made a sound as she padded lightly across the soft carpet towards me. I stopped by a small call box on the wall that had a few buttons labeled for common everyday things. It alerted the 24/7 maid service that was available to the tenants of the top floors. I pressed the button for "change linens" before stepping into the bathroom, and by the time we came back out there would be a fresh set of linens on the bed to replace the ones Sophia had squirted on.
"Close the door behind you, kitten," I ordered as Sophia entered the bathroom behind me. "The maids will change those wet sheets for us, and while I'm perfectly comfortable being nude in front of them, I'm going to assume you probably are not."
Sophia closed the door softly and I turned the light on. It reflected brightly off the white marble floor and walls and both of us winced.
"I really need to have dimmer lights put in here," I said with a laugh, reaching out like a blind woman and playfully putting my hands all over Sophia's face. "Oh there you are!"
Sophia laughed with me and swatted my hands away. The bathroom was quite large, so it wasn't like we were crammed in there together. It was big enough for 2 people to comfortably do their morning or nightly routines at the same time without bumping into each other. There were his and hers sinks, well hers and hers in my case, with plenty of counter space. A large mirror dominated the wall behind the sink and stretched the whole length of the wall. A toilet was inset into a little alcove for a bit of privacy, and across from the sinks was both an enclosed stand-up shower, and a large tub, which was open to the rest of the bathroom. Both the shower and tub were big enough for two people.
"Normally, I would ask if you'd rather have a shower or a bath, but with it getting so late I would prefer just a shower. How about you?" I asked, stretching my arms over my head and arching my back as I started to wind down from the night's activities.
"Yeah, shower sounds fine," Sophia replied with a yawn.
I slid the clear glass door to the side and reached in to turn the water on. A torrent of water rained from the ceiling like a waterfall and I let it run for a bit to warm up. I saw Sophia's face light up as she saw the waterfall.
"Oh my god, I've always wanted to try a shower like this!" She said excitedly.
"Well today is your lucky day," I said with a smile. "And that's not all, look."
I reached in again and flipped a switch. Jets of water shot out from the walls toward the middle. A squeal of joy came from Sophia and she had the expression of a kid in a toy store. Soon steam began to fill the shower as the water heated up. I turned the jets back off and stepped in, taking Sophia by the hand and pulling her in after me. The hot water was refreshing, helping me to relax as it flowed over my skin. I took a moment to just enjoy the water, letting it soak my ginger hair, turning it a deep shade of red.
I looked over at Sophia as she stood under the falling water, head tilted all the way back, letting the water hit her face with her eyes closed. She ran her hands through her long, jet black hair which turned glossy as it got wet, draping all the way down to the small of her back.
"This is really nice, Miss Rose. I wish I had a shower like this," Sophia said, turning to look at me.
I bit my lip as I saw Sophia's porcelain skin glisten as the water ram down over her subtle curves. I felt a little arousal stir within me again and thought maybe one more quick orgasm in the shower might be nice before going to bed. I reached out a put my hands on her hips, pulling her close and leaned down to kiss her under the running water.
"I just can't get over how sexy you are, Sophia," I admitted. "I can't get enough of you."
"Thank you," Sophia said as her cheeks blushed. "You're very beautiful too, Miss Rose."
I smiled warmly and took a step back, turning to browse the shelf of assorted shampoos and body washes I had in the shower. I picked a shampoo with jasmine essential oils in it. The scent of jasmine would help us get a better night's sleep. I squeezed a dollop into my hand and ran my fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp with my fingers. She closed her eyes and moaned softly as I washed her hair. I stepped around behind her and worked the shampoo into every inch of her luscious locks, giving her a thorough but gentle wash. The aroma from the jasmine filled the air, amplified by the steam from the hot water.
