A little fun in the bath...

As you lie there, reminiscing about smiting that bastard of a foreman, you let your hands roam across your body. At first it's purely innocent cleaning, caves were dirty places... but you become fascinated by the pleasurable trails your fingers leave as you caress your skin, sending waves of goosebumps racing over you. You notice the sensations whilst tracing the lines of your stomach but you quickly realize there are more responsive areas, "Ahh...." You brushed a nipple and have to pause to process the sensation before continuing to draw circles across your little areolae, delighting in the tightening points at their centers. "Oooh...." your nipples seem to be particularly sensitive and a low groan escapes from you as you prod at the tender flesh, head falling back as you escalate to some gentle tweaking.

You'd never felt such pleasure before, it's overwhelming to the point you almost forget it's not your pleasure,"Oh... god! How do you people get anything done?" Eirene has no response. She seems to be resisting your actions... but very weakly. As though all of her willpower had suddenly drained away. At first you thought it was because of exhaustion but you gradually realize that the pleasure isn't just going to you. It isn't long before your own pleasure is eclipsed by the hot waves of lust radiating from your hosts psyche. She wanted you to twist harder and to move a stroking hand down between your legs... curious. The sensations seemed to be superseding her desire to resist you. Her constant rebellious efforts to eject your presence were gone, she was even giving you tips to increase pleasure. Weird. You might be able to exploit this if you ever needed her to be more agreeable.

She wanted you to go harder... so you didn't. You even slowed down a bit, gently circling your nipples with the barest of touches while giving the nubs an occasional flick. You had to stop yourself from moaning loudly and the effect on Eirene was tenfold. She assaulted your mind with wave after wave of need, of want, of desire... but her strategic **** was gone. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts and patterns as she desperately begged you for more. "Do you promise to be a good girl?" Yes! Yes! Please! "I want you to remember that promise later..."

You were in uncharted territory now but you decided to give in to your hosts desires. You didn't even have to move your hand between your legs, it went on its own, almost like a reflex. It lightly brushed along her pussy-"OH!" Before you knew it you were vigorously rubbing yourself, arching into your hand every time you touched a particularly sensitive spot... agh! It was unbearable! You adjusted your stroking till it only made contact with the sensitive spot, your hand blurring as the pleasure fountained inside you. "Ohmigod... ohmigod...!" It just kept increasing! How could something feel this good?! "aaAHHH!" The pleasure, which had been slowly growing in a mind blowing wave, suddenly accelerated beyond all reason and exploded through you with such **** you thought it might actually tear you apart. After a moment it subsided...then returned with just as much **** and then some. "Ah! O-oh!" The pleasure pulsed through you in wave after wave of unending bliss...

The surging joy only subsided when your arm cramped up and you physically couldn't maintain the necessary stimulation to keep the orgasm going. The thought and the concepts associated with it just appeared in your mind. Oh. So that was an orgasm. Wait no... multiple orgasms... where was this knowledge coming from? In the post-orgasm haze you realized that Eirene had let down her own shields and her thoughts were bleeding over into your mind. You lie there, idly wondering if you'd been as loud as you think you were and if you should be expecting some leers from the house staff. You just hoped "Mother" hadn't heard. Your host body is so tired it almost passes out in the bath without your permission. Yikes. That would have been hard to fix, you weren't exactly strong enough to keep her above water in your true form. Struggling out of the bath, you stagger to the bed and collapse, drifting off to sleep while listening to Eirene's hazy thoughts and basking in the euphoria of afterglow...