Madison~ showering with Moussad Day 1                                                                      She had half expected Moussad to join her but the hand on her nipple took her by surprise. Madison moaned as he rolled the sensitive nub, it hardening almost instantly. The cloth touched her back and she whimpered. Madison nodded when he told her not to move which was easier said than done. Her body tensed as Moussad lathered her back with the cloth, the welts hurt the most while the bruises were sore. The tender touch he used was a welcome surprise. "Thank you," she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. Between the soap he was using and the water Madison was able to calm down and enjoy the shower, though there remained a nagging question of what was to come.