Jade went deathly pale as El Senor threatened her. She had no doubt that he would do as he threatened. She fell to her knees, pleading,<br/><br/>“Have mercy,Master, sir. I am not skilled in the ways of pleasing a man, but I will submit and will be willing to learn at your hand. I make no protest and will be your willing slave in all things. You will have to tell me what to do to please you or what it is that you expect from me, but I will serve you. I beg of you, do not give me to the men.”  She put her hands together in front of her, tears filling her eyes.<br/><br/>His eyes flicked to the soap and the sea sponge at the side of the tub. Jade leaped to her feet, mindless of the robe that fell open, exposing her tender flesh. Using both hands, she dipped the sponge in his bathwater and lathered up the soap. She began to rub this across his torso and the suds bubbled up. His nipples peaked as she ran her slick and fragrant hands over his skin. He stood like a statue, his face not betraying his emotions. Jade modestly averted her eyes from his manhood but when the soapy sponge ran over his private curls, there was evidence that he wasn’t as unresponsive as he wanted her to think. Closing her eyes, Jade reached out and touched him with trembling fingers.