Zoey stood straight and tall, instinctively presenting herself with her back arched and breasts thrust forward. She was not even conscious of it anymore; it had quickly been beaten into her to be her best for him. That did not stop the blush that crept over her cheeks when he threw back the covers and exposed his half-hard cock. While it was not truly embarrassing for her to see it at this point, it still did make her blush. Her eyes snapped to his when she saw him look her way and the pretty little slaves green eyes pointedly ignored his waning cock.<br/><br/>When he simply and silently turned to move into the bathroom, Zoey padded along behind him like a busty shadow. She stood a few steps from the tub when he sunk into it, not wishing to overstep and ruin his mood this early. It was a little awkward for her as it always was when he ignored her. That he seemed to relax and enjoy the warm water was something that brought the faintest smile to her face. It was an odd thing that the bruises on her backside had not faded away yet and she had already gone from loathing him to taking pride in making him happy. It really felt like she had been with him for a lot longer than the three or four days that she had. Still, Zoey was happy all the same. The sight of his prick poking above the surface had her on the verge of giggles. It looked like an inquisitive sea monster and only his head turning toward her forced her not to break out in giggles.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Yes Master."</span>She softly spoke in response to his summons. She took the position that he demanded straddling him and held herself up so that her full, round and still bruised breasts were level with his lips. That left her poised over his erection. It sent tingles through her body each time her lower lips kissed at the tip of him. Each time that hard tip throbbed against her she had to fight the urge to push herself onto him. It was making her feel very fidgety but that was driven from her mind when he lavished his gentle affections on her tender mounds. Her reaction was immediate, soft noises pouring past her lips between panting breaths.<span style="color: indigo"> "N-no Master, other than my teaching I-I... do not think that I have forgotten something... but I must admit it is hard to recall under the circumstances." </span>She knew that her comment might upset him, but she hoped that he would see the humour in the fact that with such little effort he had her dancing to his proverbial tune.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>