I had slipped into a hot tub, set out for me by kitten just the way I liked it – nearly boiling so that my skin turned a shade of red, full of my favourite bubble bath, lights off, candles lit, and a glass of rose wine alongside the tub. The temperature of the water had done their thing. My skin was slightly throbbing from the heat, and my yet-undunked head was slightly dotted with sweat.
I asked for a few moments to myself before she came in and bathed me. I enjoyed the silence, sometimes. It gave me a chance to have a blank auditory canvas to replay the sounds of the previous night’s sessions. I could recall the sound of her whimpers of pain, of his grunts of ecstasy, and of my quickening breath as I was turned on by their noises. I closed my eyes and remembered the sounds that my strap on dildo made when it pulled out and pushed in to kitten’s moist pussy. It was rare that I had this type of reflection time, and I enjoyed it.
After twenty minutes or so, I called kitten in. She knew the routine by now – starting at my feet and scrubbing my body from the bottom up. She shaved my legs, my pussy, my armpits. She washed the dirty water off my back when I sat up, and drained the tub to clean me down with fresh water from the shower head.
During today’s bath she wore the new jewelled butt plug that I had purchased her. She was now going through the same anal training that I had gone through with puppy, and she was excelling. She had moved through the sizes quicker than puppy had, but I anticipate that this was due to the fact that she didn’t have the mental hurdles to climb over that he had. Either way, I was now enjoying fucking her ass several times a week.
My little slut doted over me, giving my cleaning careful attention. She knew that if she did this right, rewards would come. If she didn’t the punishment wouldn’t be pleasant. I stepped out of the tub, and she wrapped me in my white cotton towel. I sent her off to check the dinner that I had left in the oven, and I sat at the side of the bath.
I had a pretty good life, if I did think so myself. I had a devoted husband who was my slave for life, I had a newbie young subby who was eager to please me, and I had my health. There’s not much more you can be grateful for.