Clean Cinderella up

Once you've walked far enough into the woods to not be able to see out of it, you come across a stream with a good-sized pool.

"Okay, Cinderella. Time to clean up. Those rags you're wearing are too dirty. Let's get you into some clean clothes."

Cinderella looks at the ground when she says, "Yes, Master."

You grin at her statement. "Take off those clothes, and let me look at you before you bathe."

She begins to dutifully comply. She pulls the draw string on the bodice of her tattered dress, giving her enough room to pull it over her head. As she lifts the clothing over her head, her lovely body is revealed. Though scuffed with ashes, her form is truly exquisite. She is wearing a stained camisole that fits tightly across her large breasts, pushing them together with amazing cleavage. Her pussy and ass are uncovered, because of her stepsisters' commands. And what a magnificent ass it is. Her belly is narrow and her hips are wide -- a true hour-glass figure. She turns around slowly, and the end of the candle is still sticking erotically out of her asshole.

Her camisole joins the dress, and you finally see her delectable breasts. Big, yet firm, they project from her chest, defying gravity. Her nipples are large and fat, still swollen from your sexual escapades or perhaps from the stimulation of the candle.

"Let me take care of that candle," you say, closing with the gorgeous girl. She turns so her lovely ass is your direction. She looks over her shoulder as you squat behind her. You take hold of the wax cylinder, using the other hand to steady her hips.