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Bathe Me        Mistress Jade sat back in her plush velvet chair, in her private dungeon. She wore her regular dominatrix outfit of tight red leather. Jade was an attractive woman of thirty, with raven-black hair that cascaded past her shoulders. Her slender hips, prominent bosom, and long, curvy legs insured a reliable stable of regular clients. At that moment, her bare feet and calves were being kissed, massaged, and otherwise worshipped by a twenty- three-year-old slave (she thought of him as her 'boy toy') - a buff, handsome young man named Carl. He was almost entirely naked, as befits a submissive male; a black g-string and a leather neck chain were the only items of clothing on his body. She let out soft purrs of satisfaction, as she ran her blood-red fingernails through Carl's head of soft brown hair. Jade was truly born for the life of a domina. She never felt more pleased with herself as when barking stern commands to a big, strong man crawling on his hands and knees in front of her. But tonight, she was feeling a bit more generous than usual. She was rewarding Carl for his submission during a lengthy session in her downstairs dungeon, in which she delivered no fewer than forty whacks with a wooden paddle onto his exposed buttocks. Needless to say, Carl's backside was smarting with pain. But he made no mention or complaint of it, as he rubbed his mistress' lower legs. "Very good, my pet," she told him, giving his ear an affectionate squeeze. "Now, I want you to fetch me a bottle of wine and a wine glass from the kitchen. Put both of them on a silver tray." Her fingers reached down and tugged at the waistband of his g-string. "And you will have no more need of this g-string, Slave Carl. I need you to be in a state of full arousal, when you present me with the wine." She let the waistband go, so it made a soft 'snap' against his skin. "Now, go!" she commanded him. Cark thought her second request a bit odd, but he knew better than to question it. He let go of Mistress Jade's feet, rose, and ventured into the kitchen. A couple of minutes later, Carl re-entered the living room. He was carrying a silver tray with a bottle of fine Italian red wine and the wine glass, just as his mistress had commanded. Unlike before, he was now completely naked. His impressively thick erection bobbed in the air as he walked, nearly grazing the bottom of the tray. Carl was very well-endowed; his cock was a full nine inches long, and over an inch thick. (Luckily for him, he only needed a minute of self-stimulation to produce the erection Mistress Jade required.) "Ah, thank you, my pet," she cooed. She instructed him to place the tray on the wooden table beside her. He gingerly placed the tray on the table. Jade gave his behind a playful squeeze, and uncorked the wine bottle. Carl waited patiently for her next command, as she poured an ounce of wine into the crystal glass. She took a small sip, and placed the glass right on top of Carl's rock-hard manhood. "If I let go of the glass, can you keep it steady?" she asked him. Carl nodded his head affirmatively. "If you drop the glass, and wine spills on my carpet, you will be required to lick it up with your tongue, and you will be punished by being sent home early. Is that understood, slave?" "Yes, Mistress Jade!" Carl responded. Mistress Jade savored the wine, taking small sips and letting the glass rest on her slave's rigid penis, for intervals of about fifteen seconds each. Carl did an admirable job of keeping the wine glass balanced on his shaft. It took great mental focus and concentration to keep his penis at it's full length for the ten minutes that his mistress used it as a makeshift coaster. At one point, he could feel a few beads of sweat forming on his face and chest. He was afraid that if he got too sweaty, that would make the glass slip off and fall. But Mistress Jade relieved him of his special task, before that happened. Carl let out a big loud breath, as she took the empty wine glass off of his cock and set it on the floor. Carl beamed as she complimented him on his 'most excellent' service to her. "As your reward, you will spend the night at the foot of my bed. But before we go to bed, you will take a nice hot bath with your mistress. Would you like that, Slave Carl?" "Oh yes, Mistress Jade! I would love that!" Carl's eyes lit up at the idea of sharing a bath with his beloved mistress. "You will have the honor of washing me, Carl. I will give you a washcloth, for you to use." She led her slave by his neck chain into the bathroom. "And if you bathe me like a good slave would bathe his mistress, then I just may see what other uses I have for your cock, tonight..." She let her voice trail off suggestively. Carl gulped hard. "Y-yes, mistress!" He eagerly followed Mistress Jade into the bathroom. She shut the door behind them, and told Carl to face the door. He did so, silently reflecting how much he dearly loved to serve Mistress Jade. Jade began to slip off her red leather outfit, just two or three feet away from her 'boy-toy'. She smiled to herself. Ah, this was the life...

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