Time for a shower

Our suite featured a large luxurious bathroom with one of those giant walk-in showers. No doors or curtains on it. I led Jane inside and set the temperature to my comfort. Just enough to get a bit of steam going. A fancy gift basket had been left on one counter of the bathroom, so I snatched a few items from it while the water heated up.

Jane said nothing as I drew her close under the spray and spent a few minutes appreciatively exploring her entire body with my fingers. I run my hands over her shoulders and down her arms, massaging gently before pulling her body to mine and reaching around to cup her full breasts.

My ****-wife purrs delightedly under my soft touches and relaxes into me, allowing me to freely roam hands over waist and hip. She had no right to refuse me whatever I wanted, of course, but her blissful submission to my touch was tender and meaningful all the same. After grabbing a handful of ass, I sank two fingers into her well-used hole, delighting in the soft groan she produced.

I incorporated a brand new bar of some expensive-looking soap to my ministrations, lathering and rubbing every inch of her body. As my fingers brushed between her thighs, she parted her legs for me. "Good girl." I said softly into her ear and I teasingly stroked her labia and clit until she moaned for me.

Knowing it would drive her a little wild, I ended the teasing there to spin her around to face me, placing her directly under a heavy flow of hot water. "What are you to me?"

She blinked, unprepared for the question, but recovered nicely. "I'm your wife and ****."

I nodded. "Good. Repeat that to yourself in your head while you clean me." Recalling the words of the contract she had presented me, I added, "Your mouth belongs to me, for my pleasure. Say it now."

"I am your wife and your ****. My mouth belongs to you for your pleasure." She was visibly aroused. It took some effort not to just fuck her right there.

"Good. Repeat that to yourself. Now begin."

She reached for the soap but I caught her wrist. "No. With your mouth."

She paused, and I couldn't have guessed everything that went through her mind in that pause, but finally she nodded slowly with a subtle grin. "Yes, sir."

Beginning with a tentative little nibble of her lips on my shoulder, she spent a long time running her tongue over my skin,, suckling and licking and kissing my entire body. I stood beneath one of the showerheads enjoying the hot water cascading over me. Watching Jane work out the best way to deal with the occasional heavy rivulet of water while pressing her whole face into my body gave me no small amount of satisfaction.

She seemed eager to taste my cock, perhaps hoping to turn her assignment into something a little sexier but I pushed her away. "You'll be sucking on this soon enough, Slut. When you've earned it. Show me just how well you understand what it means to be my ****."

When she came around to my ass, she hesitated a moment, but I wasn't about to let her out of it. With one hand on her soaked hair, I pressed her face firmly into my crack. "Lick me clean, Bitch. Prove yourself, right now."

She did. Jane really seemed to respond well to Bitch, you noted. She buried her face and extended her tongue with enthusiasm, tonguing and rimming you without any indication of shame.

Her hands were on my hips. I grabbed one and placed it on my mostly-erect cock. "Stroke me off while you eat my ass. Don't forget to repeat your words in your head."

She did not disappoint. My darling bride, sweet angelic Jane, without a shred of inhibition, tongue-fucked my ass and stroked my cock like she was born to it. Harboring such intense desires for total domination as to actually present me with a contract the moment our marriage was official, perhaps she really was born to it.

It didn't take me long to cum, splattering the tile wall with thick ropes of my seed. Her hand technique was a little clumsy but I couldn't fault her for that. It was her sheer enthusiasm that did me in. Knowing that the most gorgeous woman I'd ever known would debase herself so readily for my amusement.

"Good girl." I said, and let her stop. I turned around to face her, letting my slimy dick run across her face. "Now you may clean my cock and balls. Gently. There you go."

She showed no sign of embarrassment or hesitation to lick and suckle all up and down my crotch. After having been in my ass, she may not have even realized she was tasting her own ass on my cock as she cleaned. Or she didn't care. Either way, my wife made me proud.

When I was satisfied, I stopped her and lifted her face to look up at me from her knees.

"Very good work, love. Be honest, now. How turned on are you?"

Her eyes shone with excitement. "I'm so fucking hot. I can't believe how quickly you're taking absolute ownership of me. I am your wife and your ****. Please use me for your pleasure. It's all I could have hoped for. I love you."