<strong>Name:</strong>Janisha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Loader’s apartment<br/><strong>Outfit:</strong>Black stockings and black lace garter belt. Her hair is in a high pony tail. Her skin is shiny with sweat, her ass is bright red, and there is cum leaking from her pussy and anus. Later, Jani is naked with her hair down.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Matthew Loader<br/><hr/><br/>Jani flushed, both with resentment at being made into a lowly fuck pet, but also with shame that he was right; she did enjoy being used by her new master. Her previous masters had used her, on occasion, but it had always been a routine experience for her – though they were always satisfied. Indeed, more often than not when she got sex it was punitive rape for some bad behaviour she had engaged in, and what usually happened was that her master, intending to rape her into exhaustion and submission, had usually fallen exhausted before she. Of course, she was canny enough to pretend that she had been thoroughly taught her lesson, and that her master had given her more than she could handle. But that was fiction. Other than that, her trainers had, of course, been more than she could handle at a young age, but even they were older men; Jani had been spoiled all her life for older men, sexually.<br/><br/>Loader was completely different... when he fucked her, she did not have to fake her ecstasy, and she<em>was</em>quite worn out just from being used twice. If he had the stamina to use her as often as he promised... it would be exhausting, but the flush on Jani’s face betrayed that it would also be amazing.<br/><br/>And then her Master surprised her again.<br/><br/>He invited a cunt into his<em>bath</em>? In Jani’s experience, that was<em>unheard</em>of! Cunts were bathed by hose outside, or in a wash basin. A master did not bring a filthy animal into his<em>bath</em>. He might pull one in to a soak in a hot tub, to take pleasure from her while he relaxed... but<em>bathing</em>? That was an entirely different matter.<br/><br/>Then again, Master also seemed keen on the idea of having an animal in his bed, though that was less peculiar. Jani knew that lots of masters liked to have their beds warmed by a soft cunt while they slept, and it was not strange to sleep with an animal on the bed. Jani herself had slept with a dog on the bed, when she was a child. But in the bath... that was quite unlike anything else she was used to.<br/><br/>Perhaps it was yet another example of Loader’s cluelessness in how to handle a slave. He was always asking her opinion, seeking her approval... perhaps it was no wonder that he wanted her as a bed companion, and even a bathing companion. Jani did not object, of course. Though she knew she was a mere animal, she had no objection to being treated like a person if it was her Master’s will. Still, she wondered how far it would go. Would he even let his cunt<em>eat</em>at the table with him?<br/><br/>Those thoughts would have to be entertained later, of course. Regardless of how strange the request was for a cunt to join him in the bath, Master was Master, and was to be obeyed.<br/><br/>And so Jani rose, and she lifted one leg, putting the toes on the side of the tub. Making sure Loader could see everything, she unclasped the garter belt straps, then slowly slid the stocking down her long, smooth leg, letting the material bunch up as it went. When it finally slipped free of her toes, she laid it out neatly and properly beside the tub, then repeated the scene with her other leg. Once more she laid that stocking out neatly and properly – cunts did not toss their clothing around Master’s home. Finally she unclasped the garter belt itself, and let it fall away from her waist, and stood naked before her master. She removed the scrunchie from her hair, and let it fall across her bare back, reaching down to brush the top of her reddened ass. She laid the scrunchie and garter belt daintily – bending at the waist so that Master could get a fine view of her ass – beside the discarded stockings.<br/><br/>She hesitated, blushing, for just a moment, then raised a leg and timidly dipped her toes into the water. It was warm, quite hot actually... normally she bathed in freezing cold water – what luxury! She stepped fully into the water, and stood facing her Master. Then she slowly lowered her body into the water, and though she had not intended it, immersion into the hot soapy water raised a flush up her bare flesh, and a gasp escaped her lips. Once she was kneeling in the water, with the suds covering her breasts, she leaned her head way back, dunking herself backwards into the water – a movement which caused her breasts to rise up out of the suds like two smooth, brown mountains with curiously pointed tips in a foamy white sea.<br/><br/>She raised her head, and smoothed her now wet hair back, looking into her Master’s eyes. Unlike her oral performance, she was in unknown territory now. She had no idea how to behave in the<em>bath</em>with her Master. She was winging it.<br/><br/>She crawled forward along his outstretched legs, letting her palms and knees rub along them, moving toward him. She rubbed her hand up along his chest and over his shoulder, and stretched out luxuriously over his body. One leg was pulled up under her as she rested on her knee for support, with the knee touching his hip and her toes curled under his thigh. The other leg was stretched down the length of his legs, her toes caressing the top of his foot. She slid her soapy arm smoothly around his shoulders, and the fingers of the other hand grasped his erect cock where it rested against her stomach and inner thigh. Her breasts pressed against his chest and she pressed her lips to his, and began to slowly stroke his manhood with her hand, while her tongue played along his lips.