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On The Other Side Of The Looking Glass (Ruphhausin & darkangel76)

I was ruthless in my pounding of your ass then, your noises and whimpering making it that much more worth sodomizing you as I was. I leaned in, grudge fucking your tight ass purely as I pleased and very much more so that you were craving how I was doing so. You were really showing me that you were my slave, worthy both of my love and my domination. I was not going to back off in how I was stretching your ass, knowing that you would be gaped there for a while after we were finished.

"Yes, damnit!! Cum for your Master, Btich Alice!! Drench the seat, floor, and as much of yourself and your Master as you can!! Show me all over just how much of a worthy slave you are, and that you appreciate all you have gotten already! Scream in want and need because until I cum inside of you and drench your bowels in the process, you need to keep groveling for more!!"

I yanked you back more, my hands kneading your tits much harder and rougher. My fingers were moving in time to my spearing thrusts, and I knew you would love how it would all leave you marked as I wanted you to be. I had surprises for you, things that would make it all right as I allowed you to have all of the sodomy you could handle and more.
 
Gasping, sobbing, I tried so hard to catch my breath. Your hands were so rough as they gripped my body, bruising me, marking me up as yours. And how I loved it. Every sensation my body was experiencing at your hands, your body, it made me feel full of life. To be possessed and desired by you, there just weren’t any words. It made me feel special and loved. I wanted everyone to see that I was yours as I was so proud to be your slave. Your Bitch. Your Alice. I’d be your anything and everything, if you’d asked it of me.

Whimpering, my face streaked with my tears, no doubt a frightful mess, I let go to the pleasures you granted me to have. The moment you gave me your permission it was as if so much tension just suddenly released. My body continued to bounce between you and the exercise chair, bruising even more as a result, my ass being stretched and plundered without any signs of mercy. But despite all of that, that glorious pain that made me know I was yours, that I trusted only you to do this to me, I felt my aching clit twitch violently as my muscles began to clench.

“Master! Master!” I screamed out as I began to cum, my cunt throbbing and pulsing harder than it ever had before.

My entire body convulsed beneath you, trembling in ways I never knew possible. I felt like all my muscles wanted to go limp, unable to sustain anything, nearly to the point of the purest of exhaustion. But I held out, for you, for everything.

“Master… oh god…”

Holding out, my juices flowed hard from my body. I could feel them dripping down my legs and as my muscles pulsed their sweet, yet erratic rhythm. I could even hear my juices squelching between my cunt lips. Oh god, I was so wet that my own orgasming was creating such obscene sounds. That you could work me up like this, I just had no idea…

“Master, please…”

All of a sudden, I could feel the need to cum again rising. I didn’t think such a thing was possible, yet there I was, needing it, wanting it. And all while you fucked my ass as you were, claiming me. Hurting me. Making me cry before you. But what was so intriguing was that my tears weren’t because I felt worthless. It was quite the opposite. You’d broken me, yes. But, I knew in that moment that I’d wanted to be broken and that only you could bring me to this state of mind, to this place I was suddenly finding myself. I only belonged to you now. And nothing else mattered.

“Please, Master…” I whimpered, my tears flowing from my pale, red-rimmed eyes. “I need to cum again, Master. Oh god, I need it!” I was begging and beyond desperate. But, there was more. I didn’t just want to cum. I wanted your cum as well. I wanted to share the experience with you, to fall into bliss together at the same time. “And Master,” I suddenly added, my body shaking as I dared to ask. “Please, Master… I need your cum. Please, cum in my ass, Master.”

Sobbing before you, nearly spent and unable to move, I still groveled. I wanted you to see that I’d collapse before giving in and all for you. You were my center and focus now. And I wanted to experience it all with only you. My old life was fully behind me and my future looking happier than it had ever had in the past whenever I’d chanced looking ahead. With you, I knew anything was possible.

“Please, Master! I beg of you!” I cried, sobbing and shaking beneath you.
 
Every single groan, gasp, whimper, grovel, moan, and tear pleased me, and I couldn't help that you were in such need. I wanted you in this state, your entire former life so totally gone from the picture as I wantonly and ruthlessly destroy your existence before me. You still remained, but it is now the real you that I want to distill and make even more my slave. I was going to do just that, and you were going to beg for so much more. You were going to find out all about what I was planning for you, and I then spoke into your ear all over again in my husky and dominant tone.

"Cum with me now, Bitch Alice!! Unless that flow I know you have damned up inside of you right now!!!"

He waited until she came, unleashing his seed deep into her ass as she did. He bit her just hard enough, wanting to have that sensation part of her orgasm memory so that she would crave it as well. He spoke again, laying out more of what he was going to do to her that day.

"You will spend so much time cumming and learning, my Alicia.. my Bitch Alice. You are going to feel all of those forbidding types of ecstasy that are so taboo.. those ones your body has hungered for in the deep recesses of your mind and heart... I will make and force you to experience those things that have for so long made your snatch and ass tingly but that you have never really experienced until now."

He kissed and nuzzled her, pulling her down to the carpeted floor again. He held, cuddled, and caressed her, giving her some of the tenderness she would get as positive affirmation for what she would experience in her training from him.
 
Hearing your command sent warm shivers down along my spine. The fact that you wanted the same thing I did, to share in the experience together. Master and slave. It was all so overwhelming. Suddenly, I felt my body giving in, my clit twitching, ready to feel that brief, yet intense release that would throw me over the edge into erotic bliss… with you. No, I couldn’t hold out any longer. I didn’t want to.

Just then, my muscles clenched and my cunt began to throb, pulsing so very hard as I felt you spurt your cum deeply inside my ass. “Oh Master!” I screamed out, my tears still falling as I cried.

Feeling you fill me up, marking me and reminding me whom I belonged to sent tingling jolts to pass along my skin. It was heavenly, the purest pleasure one could ever hope to achieve. Panting, groaning, I then came so very hard. My body was trembling, shaking, nearly giving out from the intensity of everything we’d just done. Oh, my clit was almost in pain it was so sensitive from the release, the pleasure unlike anything I’d ever known. As I whimpered beneath you, my body spent and sore, still so very sensitive, I glance back at you as you explained things more fully to me, letting me know what more could and would come now that I was yours. Your Bitch. Your Alice.

I nodded in both understanding as well as acceptance, wanting all of this now that you’d shown me the way. Swallowing and licking my lips, you moved closer, holding me tight, cuddling me, caring for me. Showing me the tenderness that resided beneath the brutality. Watching it come forth after everything, I found my eyes suddenly getting watery from all the emotions that were swirling throughout my mind, my body, my soul.

My body settling, my breathing returning to normal, I moved closer to you, nuzzling against you. I liked seeing this side of you after everything. I needed it, the contrast, the nurturing. Sniffling a bit, I stayed close, not wanting to lose skin on skin contact. I was enjoying your warmth, your love. You made me feel so very safe and special in that moment and without knowing why I suddenly began to cry a little. Not tears of sadness, it was something I couldn’t explain. But, somehow I knew you’d understand, that you wouldn’t judge. Pulling away ever so slightly, I looked up at you and gave you a smile.

“Yes, Master. I look forward to learning, Master. To my new life with you.”
 
"I know you do, lovely Bitch Alicia. There is a lot for you to learn, but you are already learning many important things already. You have picked up on how intensely I take you from one side of the spectrum of attention to the other, and that is very important for you to understand. I will do that a lot, when,where, and how I please. Things will get more intense over time in all manner of things, and I am certain you have more questions. We will clean up, and then go down to breakfast, and you will be able to ask in the shower, as we enjoy our morning repast, or both."

I slowly got up, scooping you into my arms and carrying you into the bathroom. I first set you down on the bench there in the middle, as I liked having many places to sit. I then smiled at you, caressing your face and hair. I start to speak again, this time a bit more of the dominance in my voice back in it as I explain what I am about to do to you next. My eyes told you that I expected you to be open for what I am going to do, but also letting you know I was going to walk you through it and help you to adjust as you should.

"I am now going to cleanse you inside, and yes that does involve me using both douche and enema. This is going to help you always be clean and healthy, and though I already know you do things similar to stay clean already... this is also about obedience in many ways."
 
I listened to you intently, taking in all your words. You seemed pleased with me still from what I could gather and that made me very happy. You were my everything now, my central focus. As your Alice, your slave, there was nothing I wanted more than your happiness and pleasure to be first and foremost.

Just then, you picked me up and carried me in your arms to the bathroom. I held onto you, nuzzling against you, displaying my great affections I had for you, my Master. You then set me down on a bench in the middle of a very large shower. I had to admit, the idea of showering with you was so very enticing. It made me feel special that you wanted to share that with me. As you began to prepare everything for us, you spoke to me again, your voice very clear and calm as you spoke. Yet again, I listened to you, soaking in everything you were explaining to me. I understood you fully and nodded.

“Yes, Master,” I answered, my voice soft as I sat there, still and demure. “I want to be both clean and healthy. I know you have my best interests at heart.” I gave you a smile then, one full of the trust I had for you, the high regard in which I’d placed you.

I paused a moment just then, continuing to watch you get everything ready. I licked at my lips and placed my hand against the bench to lean on them a little bit. Glancing around a bit, I nodded.

“I understand, Master. I want to obey you and will try my hardest to do so.” I gave you another smile and waited attentively and patiently.

So many things were still reeling through my mind. I wondered what more we’d be doing as the day wore on, what work would be like once we returned. I also hoped that I’d be able to be the best that I could be for you. I was eager to be, wanted to be. I was very excited for this new life to begin and I found myself embracing it tightly. However, I still wondered how easily things would come for me. Displeasing you was the last thing I wanted, but everything that was happening was still new to me. But, for some reason I knew you’d also be patient with me, that you understood that about me. I knew I’d try and a part of me knew that would mean something to you, that you’d appreciate it and guide me when needed.

Looking at you as you finished getting things ready, I took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. My body relaxed, my mind clearing, I prepared myself for the next stages in my training, a process I was certain I’d enjoy and hoped would show you just how much I was already caring for you.
 
I soon had what I needed out, and I let you look at the apparatus. It was designed for me to give you both a douche and an enema at the same time, and I knew that there would possibly be fear from you of the machine. I smiled at you, my tone loving and soothing as I start to explain. I want you reassured not just because I intend to still do it to you, but because I want you to know why I did and what it would do.

"I insert each of these two nozzles into your pussy and ass respectively, and then I will turn on the machine and let it send the douche and enema into you. Both are natural fluids with herbal cleansing and anti-microbial properties. The natural warmth of the fluids will be very helpful, and will not harm you in any way at all. I will then make you hold them for a period of time until you cannot any longer, and will allow you to release the fluids into the toilet. After that, I will use just plain water to rinse you out before we shower. Are there any questions, Alicia?"
 
I sat there still and silent as you approached me with an apparatus I’d never seen before. I felt my tummy lurch a little in fear, my heart beginning to race as apprehension threatened to take over. Closing my eyes for a moment, I cleared my mind and then filled it with thoughts of you. I could see your face so vividly before me, your eyes locked to mine. They were so full of expression as I peered into them, full of genuine care and concern. A warmth washed over me just then and I took a cleansing breath. Once all my air was exhaled from my lungs, I opened my eyes once more.

Looking at you, you began to explain things to me. Oh, it was as if you were truly inside my head, really there looking back at me when I closed my eyes. Just then I shivered, but it was one of delight. I’d found myself thanks to you and knew I still had so much more to learn and that it would be you who’d both teach and guide me.

Swallowing, I took in your words. Everything you said made sense and I could see the logic in doing such things. Besides, I trusted you. You’d never let harm befall me. I was your Alice, your slave. Giving you a smile, I nodded.

“I understand, Master. Will it be uncomfortable, Master?” Suddenly, I bit down on my lower lip and felt my cheeks get red. My skin was burning from embarrassment. I knew I shouldn’t be embarrassed. You cared for me. You didn’t judge me. This was for you, something you wanted of me. Yes, I had to give it. I wanted to. Sucking in a sharp breath, I licked my lips. “Will I be given privacy, Master? Umm… after I’m through holding things in? Please?”

I averted my eyes from you, hoping you’d understand. I cared for you so much already. And I wanted to be everything you both wanted and needed from me. You’d already given me so much and taught me so much. But even still, despite my trust, I felt my modesty nudging at me. I knew I’d have to work on that a bit, though a part of me knew you’d be patient and understand. Still, I needed to hear you say it, needed that reassurance. Looking back up at you, I awaited your reply.
 
I smiled, caressing your hair and face as I listened to your questions. They were the two I strongly expected you to ask first, and I was very pleased when you did ask them. You were so very open to me, and I could read so much of you so very easily. You truly now belonged to me, though there was much more work on all that meant to be done. I was very direct as I answered you, wanting you to fully understand how things would progress as well.

"It will only be a mild discomfort, like one should have when holding one's bladder and/or bowels. As we progress, you will be able to hold the fluids in for longer, but that is for the future. As for privacy, the answer also is yes for as long as you continue to have any modesty with me. Eventually, my lovely Alice Alicia, you will have no modesty with me... no shame of anything at all. Now, you shall get comfortable leaning over the bench, as I will be putting this fluids in you now."

My eyes told you I would be explaining everything as I did that, and that you had absolutely nothing to fear from it whatsoever.
 
I looked up at you, my pale blue eyes glistening slightly. I gave you a smile letting you know that my trust in you held fast and firm. That I’d do what you wanted knowing it was for my benefit. Our benefit.

Swallowing lightly, I moved slowly, though not hesitantly, to position myself over the bench. I first got on my knees in front of it, placing my elbows on the padded seat. Then, carefully, I began to raise my body up a bit. Moving, moving, until I finally had myself positioned in a way where I was properly presenting myself to you. My movements had been slow and deliberate. I wanted you to see that even with this, I would make it sensual.

As I waited there, my ass presented to you to administer the enemas, I hoped you were pleased with me. It meant so very much to me that every action I took showed you just how much I cared for you, just how much I wanted to make you happy, pleased. Seeing you smile, receiving those touches, all of it. You had indeed become my world, my center. And nothing mattered more to me than being there for you as you needed me to be. Whether it was for sexual satisfaction, tender comfort, anything. I wanted to be that for you. That and so much more.

“I…” I began, my voice barely stammering. “I’m ready, Master. Please. Please, cleanse me, Master.”
 
I was very pleased, your body so right and on display as well as ready for me to allow the fluids to to enter you. I pushed the tips of the two nozzles inside of your lovely pussy and ass, caressing your back, ass, and legs with my free hand as I allowed the fluids to enter you. I continued speaking to you, wanting you to continue to understand all of this was a good thing.

"That's it, my lovely bitch Alice.... feel it as the fluids start to fill you. This is primarily for cleansing and cleaning you out, yes, but over time I will steadily increase the amount of fluid in each of your cavities. I will do this because you belong to me and because it will help you with staying tight for me. You will do Kegel exercises as I told you, but you will learn them better with something to actually hold inside of you. For now, a total of twelve ounces of fluid is enough, and you will hold the fluids inside until you cannot any more and you ask properly to release on the toilet."

I was putting about six ounces of fluid in each of your bodily cavities, kissing your back and shoulders to keep you relaxed. I then removed the nozzles, holding you down with my arm on your back as I wait for you to be ready. By the time you are, you will be ready for it and then I will move on to the next part.
 
Your words stayed with me as I felt you insert the nozzles and begin to fill me up with the cleansing fluids. My eyes fluttering closed, I focused on what it all meant, all that you were currently doing to me. You wanted me healthy; you wanted me clean. You wanted to remind me that I was yours, that I was to obey. Bent over, relaxing my body as best I could, I let out a long yet soft exhale.

I understood fully as you administered everything that I was yours to control, your slave. Your Alice. And I found both comfort and contentment with that thought. It made me feel safe and desired and so many other things all rolled into one. And it made my own wish to obey and serve that much stronger. My love for you growing in ways I never thought possible. When I felt you finish up, your arm holding me down, I let my muscles work. I tightened and contracted them, desperately trying to hold things in per your orders. Oh how I wanted to please you, to make you proud.

Waiting, holding, I remained still for as long as I could. I wasn’t sure how long I managed. Minutes? Seconds? Regardless, when I felt the urge to release grow strong, I held on just a bit more. Just enough to push myself. God, I wanted to please you. Suddenly, the urge became too overwhelming. I wouldn’t be able to last much longer.

“Master, I… I…” I stammered. I could feel my cheeks redden at admitting I needed to release and use the bathroom. “Please, Master. I need the bathroom. I can’t hold it any longer.”

Blushing a deep shade of red, I awaited your reply. I hoped that you’d be proud of how long I’d managed. Though I found myself worrying nonetheless as I fell silent, waiting for you to give me the permission I so desperately needed. Biting down on my lower lip, I hoped I wouldn’t release prematurely before making it to the bathroom. I would be mortified, even if you’d told me it was all right. It wouldn’t be because I feared you, but because I would’ve been disappointed in myself, not to mention embarrassed. I wasn’t used to such intimacy, such intensity. However, I was glad that this was happening with you.

Nearly writhing with urgency, I glanced up at you, my eyes pleading. “Please, Master… please.”

As my eyes locked with yours, I knew I’d eventually get over my shyness. That you were the only man I could ever be this close to. Waiting for your response, I blinked and smiled, preparing myself to hold things just a bit more until I made it to the bathroom.
 
"Yes, go now, 'Alice'. You are doing very well, and you need to release. I know you can make it."

I had already moved my arm, and I was sitting on one end of the bench. As it was in the bathroom already, I knew you would make it. The fact you were trying so very hard and succeeding in pleasing me as well as obeying was so very good and intensified my pleasure in you. I waited, watching you patiently and while you evacuated your bodily cavities, I switched out the empty containers connected to the over-under double barreled device and plugged in full ones. I then smiled at you, gesturing for you to crawl back when you were finished and resume your original position.

"Now for just the warm water to rinse you thoroughly out, as the 'gun' is already warming it up. Over time, as I said, you will be able to retain a steadily increasing amount of fluid inside of your lovely insides. That will not happen all at once, but it will gradually get there over time. After this, we shower and we have our first meal of the day."
 
Quickly, I headed into the bathroom, pushing at the door just enough. It didn’t close, but that was all right. It was only partially ajar, hiding me from your scrutiny. I felt a little badly as I allowed myself to release the cleansing, badly that I felt shame and embarrassment. I knew I’d work on that for you as I wanted to give everything of myself to you, no holding back. I knew I could give it to you eventually assuming you’d still want me in day’s time… a week’s… a month’s… a year’s? God, I hoped you would.

When I finished and cleaned myself up, I slowly pushed the door fully open. Almost immediately, my eyes found yours. Our gazes locked, neither of us blinking, the intensity so thick I could taste it on my tongue. At that, I slowly made my way down on the floor. I knelt there for a brief moment before getting on all fours, my face turned upward slightly so that I could maintain eye contact.

Hand… knee… hand… knee…

Slowly, deliberately, I crawled toward you. Not once did I avert my gaze. I could feel your power, your dominance. And it thrilled me. I wanted you to take more from me and I knew that you would. As I approached you, closer and closer and closer, I could see you readying the nozzles once more. I knew what was coming. The warm rinse.

Hand… knee… hand… knee…

Finally I reached your feet and as I did, I moved into a kneeling position once more. I looked up to you like the slave that I was and gave you a look of acceptance. One of submission and adoration and… love. I then slowly stood up and bent over the bench once again. Glancing over my shoulder, I gave you a smile as I tilted my hips, adjusting my pelvis so that I could present both my cunt and my ass to you, my Master.

“I’m ready, Master,” I whispered.
 
I watched you as you crawled to me, pleasing me greatly as you did. I smiled as I looked into your eyes, watching you moving into position for the rinsing. I caress your face, neck, shoulders, back, ass, thighs, and pussy, allowing you to feel the affection in my touch. I slowly push the tips of the nozzles inside of your tight pussy and ass, not yet beginning to let the warm water flow into you just yet.

'You are so very beautiful, my Alice. There are many things you will have to learn, particularly my rules. Now, I will not give you a rule only to change it later, as I do believe in consistency. But believe me when I tell you that I am not so rigid as to not make things fun, as spontaneity means a lot to me as well. As the warm water goes in, I want you to recount to me the things that I have told you that you have figured for yourself most likely are some of my rules."

I am testing you, but not in a way you cannot handle. As I make the water slowly flow into your two bodily cavities, I wait for you to begin speaking and remembering.
 
My heart fluttered and my cheeks reddened as you told me I was beautiful. I’d never thought of myself as anything much. But, with you? Oh, I believed you… even if no one else thought so, you most certainly did and that was all that mattered. You. As you caressed me, looked at me, I suddenly barely noticed the devices you were about to use to rinse me. Suddenly, they just didn’t seem to matter.

I smiled at you as you spoke, feeling so very loved and cherished. But I bit down on my lip the moment you spoke of rules. Some had definitely already been established. I’d accepted them willingly, knowing full well that this was how things were supposed to be between us. I wanted it. I welcomed it. As I remained in position for you, I suddenly felt the water pumping into my body. In a matter of moments I’d need to use the bathroom again. But, before that, I wanted you to know that I was paying attention, that everything you said and wished mattered to me. Greatly. Deeply.

“There are some, Master. Yes,” I began. I closed my eyes as I felt more water filling me up. “I am to dress for you, Master. In ways you see fit and deem necessary. I am your Alice. Your slave, Master. I will wear whatever Alice attire you wish without hesitation or question.”

When I felt the water stop, I clenched my muscles to hold everything in. I wanted to please you so badly. To let you know that I would do my best for you always.

“My body is yours, Master. Not just to dress, but to touch or fuck however you want. If you wish to be rough with me, I am willing. If you wish for tenderness, I am yours. Always yours, Master. Always.”

Suddenly, I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold things in for much longer. Despite that I pushed myself, tried for you.

“Master, I… I need the bathroom,” I mumbled desperately. “Please, Master. May I use the bathroom?” I looked up at you, my eyes pleading. And as my pale eyes pled, there was an expression of hopefulness. A hope that so far in my recountings that I’d made you proud. How I wanted to make you proud. How I wanted you to know just how much all this mattered to me. Oh yes, I loved you. My beloved Master. The one man who knew me, understood me. The one who would care for me for all time.
 
I was pleased, as you are remembering very well the rules that i had been setting down for you. You have a very good memory, something that I had noticed some time ago and knew would come into play. I nod slowly, my own eyes letting you know that you were to release in the toilet. I wanted you to not push yourself too hard, as you straining your vaginal and anal muscles would not be good if done too much. I moved my arm, letting you be able to get up so you could do as you needed to and then do what I then told you to do as you were.

"Yes, lovely Alice. You remember all that I have told you perfectly, and that shows me that you are going to be as god a slave as I long suspected you would be. As soon as you are finished, you will then wipe yourself and go down onto your all fours again. You will crawl into the shower, and then we will get clean and go down to our sumptuous breakfast. I expect you to eat heartily, Alice, as you will need the energy. I am going to fuck your brains out, and make you sore, stiff, and sated as I mark, bruise, and tattoo you."
 
I smiled and blushed as I finished up in the bathroom. Once done, I got down on my hands and knees and slowly I began to crawl my way back to you. I gave you a glance, letting you know I was aware of your commanding presence, that you were the one controlling everything. That I’d obey. Then, silently, yet so very deliberately, I crawled my way into the shower.

Hand, knee… hand, knee…

I made my way into the shower. Once inside, I moved into a kneeling position and waited for you. I had a feeling it wouldn’t take long before you joined me in there. Though, as I waited, I let everything you’d said swirl around in my mind. I took in that you were training me, pushing me, yet wanting me to be careful. Oh, it made me feel special. And I felt a sense of worth wash over me that you were proud of me, that you thought me a good slave.

Slave. It was funny. Before this moment, I’d have scoffed at the idea, put the person who’d say such a thing in their place… somehow. But…

With you it just made sense. This was right, how it was supposed to be. I knew it with all my heart and soul. This was exactly what I wanted. What I needed.

Still kneeling, my thoughts began to take a turn. I started to think about what was to come after our shower. Oh, the things you had planned! I had to admit that the idea of it all made me wet. Then again, I was sure you knew that as that was more than likely the idea. I could feel my cunt beginning to throb a little in anticipation, but I could wait. I could be patient. We had so much time now and I was going to make you even more proud.

Biting down on my lip, I finally spoke, curious about that tattoo you had in mind. I was your Alice after all, so curiosity was natural, I figured. “May I ask as to what tattoo you will place on me and where?” My face felt hot, but the smile on my lips was bright, showing my happiness. “I’m curious about it, Master. I’ll wear it with pride knowing it was your design and idea. I should like that very much.”
 
I smiled as I stepped into the shower, turning on the water and getting it to the level of heat I wanted it to be. I knew you were eager and curious, as you had every right to be. I moved in front of you, caressing your hair and looking down into your eyes. I was very pleased at how you got into the shower, and the way I touched and looked at you was conveying that directly to you. I then guided you forward, getting you into the sprays of the multiple shower heads. I then got you up on your feet, moving you around so you are soon totally wet from the cascading sprays. I also got myself that wet, then I decided to answer your question.

"For starters, my lovely Alicia, I am already considering giving you more than one tattoo. The first one is going to be quite large, and I may want to have it cover as much of your backside as I please. I have not decided on the precise tattoo, as there are may that could go onto your lovely canvas of flesh. I do want you to know I will take great care as I am tattooing you myself, and that you will not feel any pain that there is not pleasure to reward from it."

I then started to shampoo your hair, very pleased at how you look already and speaking again to let you know what I noticed.

"Breakfast must come first, Alicia. Even though I desire to wear you out as often as possible, I still respect the need for nourishment."
 
The water from the sprays in the shower felt so wonderful against my skin. So warm and soothing. It felt so nice to be nurtured and cared for by you. I’d no idea that my life could change so quickly. So… drastically. But, my god, I was going to embrace it. It just felt so right as you guided me through the water, making sure my body was completely wetted by the sprays. Just as it had felt right earlier when you’d claimed me.

I felt shivers run along my spine as you mentioned more about the tattoo. I wondered what exactly you’d had in mind and knew my curiosity would cause me to ask you about it at some point. But, before I went on asking you more questions, I wanted to enjoy the moments with you as you helped me wash. There was time for that later. Besides, it would be your design and knowing that caused me to already love it. Bringing my thoughts back to the moment, I knew that now was the time for cleaning our bodies, sharing in these tiny moments together.

The feel of your hands as you massaged my scalp, worked the shampoos in through my long, dark hair. It was heavenly, so very relaxing. I smiled and let out tiny sighs of contentment as you continued on, washing my hair, making it softer than it had been before. Oh, your touches were so wonderful. Relaxing me, yet working me up. It would always amaze me just how easily you could make my body respond to you. Why, already it had started to become aroused. I felt my cheeks flush slightly and was suddenly glad the water was warm and already making my skin turn a healthy shade of pink. However, despite that, I knew you could tell. Knew you always would. And, if I was honest with myself, I rather liked that.

It was nice to belong to someone. To have someone care for me and understand me to a point where they could read me and instantly know what I needed or was thinking. So few in my life ever had. And, in all actuality, none had ever managed to the levels in which you did. I knew you’d always be there for me, would always understand the things I needed or wanted, liked or feared. You’d just know and that was such a comfort.

“That feels nice, Master,” I whispered as you finished up with my hair. I knew you’d be washing my body next and I knew what that would do to me. But I also knew you were right that we needed to eat first. The way my tummy felt, it would soon be grumbling. Opening my eyes just then as you finished rinsing my hair, I bit down on my lip and asked, “Should I wash you then, Master? When you are finished with me? I should very much like that, Master.”

I gave you a smile then and went silent. I knew you’d tell me what you wanted and as your slave, your lover, your Alice, I would obey you completely.
 
I smiled, very pleased with you for what you had already done as well as already accepted. I relished touching you, and as I started to lather your body, using the all natural exfoliating body scrub I thought about the fact that less than twenty-four hours had taken place and you already were in this state. You knew that all that I was doing to you and going to do to you was for your ultimate benefit, and you didn't fight it at all. Even the parts you had yet to understand, you were eager about and of course that would lead me to guide you still further in the way I want and you know you need me to.

"Yes, my very lovely Alicia, I will wish for you to clean me just as I am doing to you. You will do as thorough a job with cleaning my body as I intend to do to yours, and you are going to grow to love it. Those times I want something other than you in an Alice costume, this may play a part. That huge bathtub is styled like the ones from ancient Egypt, Greece, and Rome for a reason, my slave."

I scrubbed your body with the loofa, the added exfoliation helping to both clean and stimulate your skin more. I moved it in circular motions, making certain you are lathered very well before rinsing you, getting you head to toe. I then moved you around, getting all of the lather off and enjoying the healthy pink of your skin that was now shining for me.
 
It was so soothing, so calming as the warm waters continued to spray my skin, massaging my muscles as you scrubbed me clean. My eyes closed a few different times, allowing me to relish and enjoy the moments further. Never had I felt so relaxed. As you continued to lather up my body with the body scrub, I allowed my mind to wander slightly. Imagining the sorts of things you'd have me do in the large tub across the way. I could feel my lips turning upward slightly in a smile as I let such thoughts flit through my mind.

Finally, you were rinsing me, getting all the soapy lather off my now clean body. My skin felt wonderful, so soft and smooth. I looked up into your eyes, searching for that look that let me know you were ready for me to return the gesture. I was longing to do so, to clean you and make you feel just as relaxed as you'd made me feel. I wanted that for you and would do my best to see you go that. When I was certain it was all right, I went for the shampoo first. I worked up a lather in my hands and began to run my fingers through your hair, massaging your scalp, wanting to coat every strand of your hair with the lathering suds.

"I hope this is pleasing you, Master," I whispered as my hands continued to work the shampoo into your hair. I felt my cheeks flush as I moved my hands against your head, touching you, soaking in the feel of your soft hair as it ran, slicked from the shampoo, through my fingers. "You have wonderfully soft hair," I then added, wanting to show you my appreciation of you, wanting you to know just how much I admired you. "Thank you for letting me wash it for you."

Still blushing, I finished up with your hair and moved so that it could get rinsed by the shower sprays. Again, I worked my hands through your hair, massaging, combing. Rinsing out every last bit of shampoo. When your hair was finally free of the lathering suds and the water ran clear, I got down on my knees before you and looked up.

"Master? Shall I wash your body now?" I waited there on the floor, my face tilted up so that I could look into your eyes. I bit down on my lower lip as I waited for your answer, hoping that so far I'd done a good job, one that had made you proud.
 
I nodded, very pleased with how you are going about everything for the time being. Eventually, I will not always expect you to behave so intensely submissive but it will do for now. Your submission was going to grow in line with how I showed my dominance to and over you, to the point that most of my demands would only need a look and perhaps a few words and you would do as told. That would come in handy, especially the times I planned to have you do things in my office during work hours when it came to that. I waited, watching you and know you had to have read I wanted you to wash my body.

When you did, I moved so that you could get every part of me, knowing that you would enjoy doing it often. I was also planning on what I was going to show you, one of the things would have to wait till the opportunity showed itself. That particular secret would have to come out in revelation at the right time, and as for now it could simmer on the back burner till the time was right. I caressed your hair and face, loving that you are so very capable with washing me as you should and not needing to be directed at it as I knew you would be so able to get the hang of it all by yourself.
 
As I looked up at you, I could feel my breath suddenly catch in my throat. A wave of nervousness suddenly washed over me. But, the moment your eyes found mine, all of my jitters suddenly melted away and all that was left were you and I. You as my center, my focal point, my sole purpose for existing.

Almost immediately, I could tell you happy with how I was doing so far. The look you gave me said what words could not and caused a warmth to grow deep inside my core. Suddenly, I could feel my lips turning upward into a small smile, one indicating my happiness at having pleased you. At that, I reached for the loofa and began to lather it up with the available body wash. The smell of it was so wonderful and soothing, making me know full well why you'd chosen such products for use.

Taking a deep breath, I finally began to wash you, taking care to scrub you everywhere and in ways which you found pleasing. More than anything, I wanted you happy and sated, getting any and everything you wished and deserved. Given that, I took extra care in my manner, making sure to present myself to you for visual pleasure as I cleaned your delicious body. I made it apparent that I admired you, found you more appealing than any other ever could hope to be. I was your slave. Yours. And how I adored you already.

While I continued to wash you, I loved that you were showing me such appreciative affections. The way you touched my face, my hair. It sent tingles along my spine, making my heart race and my tummy flutter. Your tender gestures, so brutally contrasting our earlier sessions together, caused my smile to broaden. Cheeks burning, I started to hum softly, another indication of my happiness with you. Never before had I known such feelings could exist. Never before had I known what it felt like to be so cherished and wanted. And I was now experiencing that, all of it because of you.

When I finally finished scrubbing your tantalizing body, I rinsed out the loofa and set it aside. I then went to rinse you off, my hands gently gliding over your hard planes and angles, ensuring that the suds would be washed away once done. Finally, when I was satisfied with how I'd done, I took a step back and got back down fully on my knees once more.

Again, I looked up at you, my heart pounding. Biting down on my lip, I rested my head against your lap though my eyes stayed connected to yours.

"You are clean now, Master. You smell so wonderful. I hope you are pleased with how I've done." As I looked up at you, I felt so warm, like I belonged, that you wanted me right where I was in that moment. Giving you another smile, I waited for you to indicate it was time to leave the shower and prepare ourselves for our meal together.
 
After getting ourselves thoroughly rinsed off, I smiled down at you and got you to your feet. Letting the water turn off by itself as we step out, I hand you the towels to dry me off first. I let you see in my eyes that I am still very pleased with all that you have done, my body glistening from the heat of the water and the way you properly scrubbed and exfoliated my all over. I stroked your lovely hair more, making it very clear that you had my favor even more than before. I waited till you have me totally dry, then let you know by my releasing your hair so that you could dry yourself of. As you did, I told you a little more about what we would be doing for the rest of the day.

"We will take our time with breakfast, my Alice. As we have the entire weekend still, this day is going to be a most productive Saturday. After we are finished, I am going to show you around a bit, then we shall continue with your training. I know that it will be scary for you at times, but you and I both know that you long for the feeling of bonds around your wrists... and the kiss of leather against your lovely flesh."

I smiled, knowing that you would not deny what I have told you and that you would be very willing to admit it to me then. I extend my hand, leading you into the bedroom where I intend to select the clothing you will wear for this first part of the day.
 
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