Finish the bath

“Let’s finish your bath, Puppy.”

‘Puppy’. It was perfect. Less than human but still (wo)man’s best friend. Loyal and caring. Always there at the end of the day to cuddle and show affection. I was so happy. I held her panties to my nose and just kept breathing in her scent. I knew things wouldn’t always be this good, but right now it was better than I ever expected being her ****.

I heard the sound of a plop and saw she had dropped the loofa in the water. I knew that meant she wouldn’t wash my pussy. While I was disappointed, I couldn’t beg or argue. I didn’t want to ruin what had been such a special time. I looked up at her while I started to put her panties in my mouth, and she nodded in approval. I smiled as I placed them on my tongue and tasted her. It was even better than the smell. I felt her juices mix with my saliva and I knew I wanted to have the source on my tongue more than anything. It was exactly as I thought before, the nectar of the gods; the greatest thing I had ever tasted.

I tried to look as happy as possible picking up the loofa and showing no resentment that she wouldn’t wash me there. She got off on power and trying to make things any different than what she wanted threatened that power. I had to live out her vision for my life, and prove that I was worthy of being her ****. I knew I couldn’t try to coax her into anything. I had to make sure she felt safe in all that she did so that she knows she can trust me enough to experiment with my body without judgement, or concern that anything she did would become public knowledge. We weren’t there yet, but I knew one day she would touch me there, not just with a loofa or tissues but her bare hand, she would touch me everywhere and hopefully, I might be able to touch her too.

I put the loofa on my pussy, and began to scrub. I wasn’t sure whether this was just a cleaning or an opportunity to play with myself. I knew it wasn’t for me to decide.

“maa-her, ay I cun?”

Ugh, talking with a mouth full of panties was not easy. She looked up like she was thinking and showed no emotion that I could tell.

“I don’t know, Puppy, do you think you’ve earned an orgasm?”

I wanted to say yes, I wanted to say yes so bad, but it wasn’t my call. Everything had to be exactly as she wanted.

“Ut to yu?”

She looked at me, while I held the loofa on my pussy, and thought for a moment.

“Would you rather have an orgasm, or more time with me before bed?”

That wasn’t even a question.

“Yu.”

“Then clean yourself and you best not cum.”

I smiled and lightly scrubbed my pussy. It was so tempting to go further. I was so turned on and being able to taste her pussy juices was taking me to a level of arousal I’d never been to before. I scrubbed again and released a muffled moaned.

“Puppy…” she said like she was dog mom disappointed in her pet. Which I guess she was.

I scrubbed again. I grazed my clit and moaned. I needed more time with her. I needed to stop.

“Puppy…please…” she said again in the same voice.

Did she just say “please”?

Finally, I stopped while breathing very heavily. I threw the loofa across the room and grabbed the sides of tub forcefully waiting to calm down. I closed my eyes and took deep breaths.

After a couple minutes I was calm enough to trust myself again. She held her and in front of my mouth. She wanted the panties back. I don’t know if she was always going to take them back or I had lost them by playing too long.

I frowned. I was hoping they were a gift, but she had final say over what I could have and what I couldn’t. I sucked on them one final time to coat my mouth with the taste. Then I opened my mouth and pulled them out and put them in her hand.

She took the panties and I expected her to throw them in the hamper. Instead she stood and put her feet into them. She started to pulled them up, making sure not to reveal anything, and it felt like I was going to have an orgasm just from the thought. My saliva was touching her pussy, almost as if I had licked her myself.

“You like that don’t you?” She said with a smirk.

“I do, Master, I do.”

She ruffled my hair and I started to get out of the tub. I felt like I had to do something to show my appreciation. I tried to think of what I could possibly do and I remembered she had not only rubbed my butthole multiple times but even stuck her finger in it so as I got up I leaned over trying to be seductive even though it made my ass hurt like hell.

“What are you doing, Puppy? Why do you think I want to see your purple cheeks and be reminded of what I let happen?”

I started to panic.

“No, Master! I’m not trying to shame you, I was offering you my asshole…

And I realized how ridiculous I was being and I started to panic more.

“… you played with it earlier and I thought you liked it! Both boys and girls have it, it doesn’t mean you’re gay!”

She gave a deep sigh and I knew I had disappointed her.

I wanted to please her but I had to find a way to offer to please her in a way that wouldn’t offer me anything. Something non-sexual, something that showed I understood her, or was starting to understand her, something that showed I valued her not just as an object of my lust, or my master, but as a person. My recent offer was anything, but that.

I turned and she put gripped her nose with her thumb and pointer finger like she was frustrated.

“Puppy, I did that to humiliate you. I’m not necessarily proud of it, but I didn’t expect you’d love having your ass fingered in front of everyone. I thought you’d be ashamed. I didn’t expect you to get into it, I should’ve seen it coming. Then I kinda just played along when you did get into it, as I had Anne and Stephanie to deal with, and there were too many moving parts.”

God, I’m such an idiot. I started tearing up. I bent down about to fall into the tub again, but she put her head under my arm and she helped me out of it. I stood next to her with her holding me up and felt like she had all the strength in the world.

“I shouldn’t have done that to you, if it made you feel we were going to be intimate in that sort of way.”

I slowed my tears and thought for a moment. I realized she could be lying! Whether she just liked playing with butts or she actually wanted to explore my body I don’t think her self-image would allow her to admit it either way.

I leaned all my weight into her and she didn’t struggle at all. She had promised me more time together and I hoped that I would get the chance to prove myself to her.