BATH

With a twisted sense of amusement, Alexander Harrington decided to take their bath time to a new level of degradation. As James, his loyal pet ****, knelt beside him in the warm waters, Alexander's gaze hardened with cruel intent.

"James," Alexander commanded, his voice laced with authority, "you will be cleaned like the obedient pup you are."

With a sense of resignation, James lowered his head, accepting his master's command without question. He knew that resistance was futile, and that his only purpose in life was to serve his master's desires.

With a cruel smile playing at the corners of his lips, Alexander reached for a nearby sponge, the coarse texture promising to strip away any semblance of dignity that James might still cling to.

With deliberate slowness, Alexander began to scrub James's body, his movements rough and forceful. He paid no heed to James's gasps of discomfort, relishing in the power he wielded over his helpless pet.

As the sponge moved over James's skin, Alexander took delight in the sight of his once-proud **** reduced to nothing more than a whimpering pup. With each stroke, he reinforced James's place in the hierarchy of Thornwood Estate – a lowly pet, subservient to his master's every whim.

And as he continued to clean James like a dog pup, Alexander couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction at the sight before him. For in that moment, he knew that he held all the power – and that James's obedience was absolute.