<strong>Name:</strong>Matthew Loader<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Loader's Apartment<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Janisha<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She was so different now compared to before, the woman that actively rejected him earlier, telling him that he was a clueless fool with a lot of money, flaunting the fact that her previous masters were much more than the "kid with a cheque book" that he was. He couldn't see a trace of her at all right now. He found she was a completely different woman when she was filled with cock, pumping into her and screwing her, sending waves of pleasure into her that made her completely forget her normally composed and intelligent self.<br/><br/>He liked both versions of her, but while one of them was totally submissive to him, the other, more useful part of her was rejecting him. In fact he couldn't imagine what he had said earlier was going to help her respect him. Loader decided to worry about all of that later. Now he just wanted to wash himself clean before some rest.... yes he needed some rest for sure. He had never fucked a woman so many times in his life. He found it strange that he managed to last that long, a combination of her skill and his angry emotional fueling his lust must have contributed to it.<br/><br/>Even as she walked away she was perfect, swaying her butt while semen would be seen leaking out of her. He didn't actually get what she was doing, doing so many things at once and certainly taking longer than he thought a normal bath set up would... was she finally coming to her senses and sabotaging him again? He doubted it, she seemed way to eager to go than to do that to him<br/><br/>She came back while he was still in thought. "Good... yes you will help me bath." He said to her, he wasn't really dirty, jst a lot of sweat from fucking her so intensely the past hour. He let her dress him. Everything was perfect, he didn't need to do much as she just did everything for him. "Mhmm... what did I say about not worshipping my feet?" He told her, though his tone was very soft and more of a joke rather than a warning. He didn't like such a perfect reduced to kissing his feet.<br/><br/>Even the undressing felt like a ceremony that would lead up to sex as she went forth and took off his clothes layer after layer. "Good little slave... why wouldn't you be like this all the time? Why talk back again me when I'm not fucking you with my cock?"<br/><br/>Loader followed her to the bathroom to see that everything was already perfect. He moaned when she kissed his cock, she did seem like she was genuinely fond of it. "Mhmmm... don't say you are unworthy, I don't have unworthy things in my house." He left himself.<br/><br/>"A bit of music would be good." He said as he laid back in the warm bath waters, enjoying things. "I would like some iced coke... that would make this quite perfect." He said, smiling at her as she began to wash and massage him.