1. How You Became My Slave


    Date: 3/7/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: SteveIsaac, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    I can read your mind, I turn you around so you are facing away from me. I take one of your hands and put it on one of the bars, and then I repeat with the other, so you are standing with your arms extended over your head. I adjust your feet so they are slightly wider than shoulder distance apart. The hot water cascades down your back; it feels wonderful. You close your eyes and wonder what you have done to deserve such a kind Master. You feel a warm soapy loofah on your back, moving in a circular motion down over your hips and ass and then down the outside of your thighs. I lift one leg and scrub your feet and toes, then the other foot. As the loofah makes its way up your inner thigh, your heart begins to beat a little harder. The higher up I move, the more you tingle, and you have this instinctive urge to push your ass out and spread your legs further. Afraid of displeasing me, you hold your position. When I finish washing your legs, I release your wrists from the bars and tell you to stand up. Then I bend you over at the waist and guide your hands to your buttocks. “Spread yourself so I can wash you,” I say. This mortifies you, but you comply. You feel my soapy hand slide down between your buttocks and over your tight virgin anus. Never have you been touched there by another human, and you are surprised by how good it feels. I move my fingers up and down the length of your butt crack from the small of your back down over your perineum. The tingling -- that you now ...
    recognize as lust, want, need -- continues to grow stronger to the point where you are starting to ache, and you want to be touched. Down there! Thinking about it makes it worse, and your legs begin to quiver a bit. Water rinses the soap from your body, as I tell you to stand up and put your hands back on the handles. Now you feel the loofah on your neck, running up each arm and down your torso. Then across your tummy, circling again, up your abdomen just under your breasts. When the loofah grazes the underside of your breasts, your nipples swell and become very hard. The tingling intensifies; you involuntarily let out a very soft whimper. I drop the loofah, and you are afraid that you displeased me your heart races, and you wait for a reprimand. Instead you feel me press against you; my hard manhood slides between your buttocks, and my soapy hands cup the underside of your breasts. You sigh as I begin to gently massage your breasts with my soapy hands. You feel my cock throbbing with my heartbeat and you smile, realizing that you are pleasing me. I continue to “wash” your breasts, rolling your hard nipples between my fingers and thumb and pinching them, sometimes so hard it sends a shiver down your spine all the way down between your legs. You think about how much wetness must be running down your leg right now, and how you want me to see it, the look on my face when you showed me last time made you feel so special and beautiful, you want to see that look on my face over and over. ...
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