<strong>Name:</strong>Janisha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Loader’s apartment<br/><strong>Outfit:</strong>Naked, and wet.<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Matthew Loader<br/><hr/><br/>“Yes, Master,” Jani said, mechanically, when Loader suggested they should learn more about each other. In her mind she compartmentalized her thoughts. One half of her brain controlled her body and observed her Master’s reactions to her touches. As she caressed his sex with her fingers, rubbed her breasts on his chest, stroked his leg with her toes, and brushed her lips across his lips, cheek and neck, she observed how his body responded, and gave his body what it wanted and needed before even his mind realized what those things were. But there was no real passion in it for Jani – it was just an act for Master’s benefit. Because at the same time, the<em>other</em>half of her mind seethed and raged.<br/><br/>Learn more about each other? What a ridiculous idea. Either he really was as clueless a master as Jani suspected, or he was just mocking her. And enjoying their time with each other? What a joke. She was his slave; it was her duty to learn about him; there was no purpose in him learning about her. Nor was there any purpose in her enjoying her time with him. She would serve him, and give him whatever pleasure he desired, but she would never consider him a companion, or a friend. He as her master, and that was that.<br/><br/>It was lucky, too, that she was so well-trained a slave, otherwise she would have ripped his dick off and slapped him across his face with it when he asked her if she ever imagined not being a slave. On the outside, there was no sign of what was going on in her mind, as she delicately and lovingly pleasured her master under the water. But on the inside, she was on the brink of tears. What a horrible thing to say to a slave! To taunt her with dreams of freedom! How cruel! He really was like a big, bumbling child, who had no idea how to keep a slave. Just about the only thing that kept her from jumping up and stomping on his sex in fury was that she knew his cruelty was born out of ignorance, not malice.<br/><br/>Still, she was on the brink of tears, and was not sure she could hold them back much longer, when, luckily, her Master gave her an escape.<br/><br/>“Jani will certainly do her best to try, Master,” she whispered in his ear, when Loader asked if Jani could make him come again.<br/><br/>Then, she slid down his body as she moved back a bit... and took a deep breath... then lowered herself into the water. But as she lowered her head into the water, she raised her buttocks up, and they crested the suds and rose like a smooth brown island in a foamy sea. Under the water, with her fingers still wrapped around his shaft, Jani began licking his tip with her tongue like it was a popsicle and she was starving and hot.<br/><br/>She took his cock in her mouth, and blew gently, to force the soapy water to rush out from between her lips and his shaft. Then she sucked gently, while her tongue tickled and teased him within her. Above the water, her ass wiggled and moved with her underwater motions.<br/><br/>After a few moments of sucking, she pulled her head back – keeping the suction up even as his dick was popped from her mouth – and lifted it above the water to take a deep breath. Then she plunged back into the water, and once more took his sex into her mouth, blowing the water out along his shaft to stimulate him, before sucking him and teasing him with her tongue.<br/><br/>((OOC: Edit because of missing word that radically changed meaning.))