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The Dom, without showing how eager He is, moves to her. With a fluid movement, kneels at the side of the tub. His nude form exciting her. His right hand rests on her stomach gently rubbing. Slowly lowering below the water line. His left arm rests on the tub edge behind her. He whispers but one word. "Wider." Without so much as a thought she spreads her legs wider apart. She leans back, her head resting on His arm behind her. His hand moving towards the flower of her sex. The tips of His fingers touch her. His touch sending a surge of lust through her body. He can feel that the water is having little to no effect on the thick creamy honey that coats her petals. Gently, carefully he teases her. Watching her face as he does. Every move that his fingers make having a different effect upon her. Her eyes flutter closed as He washes her honey away. Fingers probing washing her deep inside. She feels Him moving in and out of her. It is almost more then she can take. So close to orgasm. Without warning he removes his fingers from her throbbing flower. The breath that she has been holding slowly escapes. His fingers search lower to find her hidden rosebud. He looks to her face as He gently washes it, gently making her relax and open up to Him. Carefully, but by intent, He pushes a finger slowly into her. Using great care not to hurt her. Tenderly cleansing the depths of her. Sliding His finger in and out of her. He watches as a deep shade of red fills her cheeks. Probing deeper, finger moving in and out of her, just a bit faster. Her eyes closed tight. Her hips start rocking. He stops. He stands.. Reaches for a bath sheet. Dries his hands on it, returns to His chair to watch Her finish bathing. Her leg lifts from the water. Toes pointed, leg straight, hands glide from foot to thigh. Cleaning herself thoroughly for him. He is pleased at how flexible she is. Lowers her leg and raises the other in the same fashion. He watches as her fingers glide over her silky skin. With sensual flowing movement she rises and steps from the tub.. She takes the bath sheet that He had used for his hands, dries herself, caressing herself softly with the bath sheet. He beckons her close. She wraps the sheet about herself securing it between her breasts. As she approaches Him He spreads His legs. He points to the spot on the floor between His thighs. In a very soft loving voice He whispers "stand here." She does as instructed, not wishing to disappoint Him. With skilled fingers He pulls the sheet from her body. Allows it to drop soundlessly to the floor. Still slightly moist from the bath she stands between His legs. He gingerly places His hands on her waist, pulls her closer. Takes her right nipple into His mouth. Holding it in His mouth with His teeth, the tip of His tongue teasing her nipple. Whispering she asks "may I touch you?" He nods just slightly. Pulling her nipple as He does. Her fingers playing with His hair gently touching His scalp. Lightly chewing on her nipple. His other hand moves to her left breast. Her body slowly starts to sway from left to right. Her legs brushing up against His as she does. Fingers twisting and pulling on her left nipple causing her sex to throb even more. Her honey having already completely wet her again, starts to moisten her inner thighs. Her hands wander down His back, nails lightly touching His skin. Clawing Him without leaving a mark. He bites down harder. Her head goes back, a scream escapes her. His heart smiles. His lips move over her chest to her left breast, Lips closing on her nipple, His teeth so softly, gently biting into her. She pushes closer to Him. Her hips so close to His chest that He can feel her heat. His hand presses firmly to her lower back , her sex against His chest. So very hot is this woman. His hand slowly slips down her cheeks. Just as the tips of His fingers reach the back edge of her passion flower, He bites her nipple harder. She screams "so close, Sir" He stops. Hands back to her hips, backing her away. He stands.