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Valley Vixin · 1470

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Offline Valley Vixin

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on: December 30, 2020, 05:33:40 PM
It was date night for you with a man.  I was there as your body servant.   I poured a bath for you in a lion clawed old fashioned soaker tub like you see in the old railway hotels; Victorian luxury.

There was rose oil in the tub , and I scattered rose petals on the surface before helping you step in.  I washed your hair for you as you sighed contentedly.   One I had given you a towel to dry your face, I proceeded to wash you with a natural sponge.  First your arms, massaging the stress from your hands and attending to your nails with brush and file, then massaging up each arm until the shoulder.

You rose to a sitting position and threw your hair forward off your neck.  I scrubbed neck and shoulders with the sponge before beginning to massage your neck and back, my own wet breasts caressing your back.

When you were satisfied you leaned back and lifted a leg clear of the water.  I rested it against my breast as I cleaned and shaped your toenails before scrubbing and massaging your foot.

As I scrubbed your leg, and transitioned to massaging,  I risked a kiss, and you rebuked me, asking that I recleanse you, as tonight your body was not for me.

I cleansed your second leg, and you began to touch yourself under the water.

You instructed me to wash your body.  I began washing your belly as your hands moved beneath the water.  I washed and caressed up your sides as you began to move, arching you back as you touched yourself.   As you arched high  I began to wash your upper chest with my hands and foaming soap.

You whispered "breasts, now." 

I began to wash and caress your breasts, cupping and stroking them, coming closer to your nipples, then grazing them lightly.  At last as you were gasping, I worked your nipples gently with my fingers, then harder as you threw your head forward and shook with your approach to orgasm.

After you came, I caressed your neck and shoulders, pulled back your hair.  You gestured me away and I knelt in silence while you relaxed. 

Once you stood in the bath, I raised my arm to support you stepping out, then handed you the first towel to wrap your hair.  I wrapped the second over your torso,  and dried your legs with the third.

When you towelled off your hair and sat, I turned on the blow drier and blow dried and brushed it out for you.

You rose to walk to the bed where your clothes were laid out.  I was permitted only to help putting on your stockings and fastening the stays, then buckling the straps of what were once my favorite shoes around your far prettier ankles.

As you walked out the door,  you didn't even look back.  Offering from the doorway only this.

"That was adequate Jan, but I will not require you the rest of the night.  Back to your husband,  like a good little wife."

You laughed as you left, but I had fingers already inside myself with the mindless need your proximity and mastery summon in me.

I went home to my husband more fulfilled than he could make me; and you didn't even touch me.

I am the conservative good girl I was raised to be.  I am the submissive slut I was born to be. 
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