The Love of Ownership

Krys

I smiled at the sight of my beautiful girl curled up against my chest. I played with her hair as she slept. I could tell she was dreaming from the way her lips moved ever so slightly as she talked to whoever it was in her dream. I let her rest for an hour, surfing the Internet a bit as I held her. Even though when we were together I was Amara's master, I still loved her for who she was. Her beautiful hair and her bountiful, thick body was more than any man could ask for, and unless I was really in the mood, I tried to avoid waking her up when we were cuddling.

She slowly stirred, her head rubbing on my chest as she woke up. Her eyes opened slowly as she looked into mine. "Good morning sleepyhead," I kissed her nose softly. I knew she didn't like it, but when she was half awake and vulnerable, it was hard to resist. She smiled weakly, "Good morning Master, how long was I sleeping?" "Just an hour, pet" I said as I hugged her. I could feel her sticky body against mine and remembered that I had previously used her as a dish for my dessert. "You are all sticky..." she looked down at her self and remembered what she had been doing before she fell asleep. This made her blush a beautiful shade of pink, "Such a dirty pet. Looks like you need a bath."

She nodded quietly, "Yes, Master." she climbs off of me and waits for me to rise. As I do so, I pick something up off of the table next to me. I reach full height and tell her to kneel at my feet. She does so quickly, looking up at me in curiosity. I take the heart shape lock that embellishes the center of her casual collar, then clip a leash to the clasp. She gasps lightly as she realizes she's been leashed.

"Master?" She is very rarely leashed, as we don't commonly go out in a setting where such things are allowed.

I chuckle lightly as I tug on the leash. She pads behind me softly, trying to avoid the cold hard wood floors against her naked knees. As I lead her up the stairs she struggles to find a good rhythm, stumbling a few times on our way to the loft space. Finally I lead her into the bathroom and tell her to sit on the rug. She looks up at me expectantly, knowing that our next step is a bath.

I swat her breast lightly, a reprimand for her look. It disappears from her face instantly, and is replaced by one of embarrassment. I reach around my neck and slowly pull off the silver chain, with a metal key at the end. She eyes the key. There was only one key on this chain and we both knew what it was. The key to her collar, using this key means only one of two things. Either she's kept down some other way, or she's having her collar changed. She looks around, wondering which it is. The bathroom door is closed, but I didn't move to lock it, so she looks around wondering how she will be held down. I let her fret for a moment, before commanding her, "Run me a bath."

"Yes, Master." She stands up and bends over the Jacuzzi tub to reach the knobs. As she's bent over, I fold the leather leash and smack her ass with the loop. "AHHH!" She moans and gasps at the same time. The pain and pleasure mingle on her ass as she tries to focus on doing what I told her to. I then move to sit on the lid of the toilet, watching her work. Amara pours in essential oils and some bath salts, causing the water to take on a misty froth. As she's working I open a small box hidden in the under the sink. Pulling out a small vial, I slip behind my pet, rubbing my newly hard shaft against her ass, pouring a few drops of the liquid inside into the tub.

"Ohh..." she moans in pleasure, seeing the vial out of the corner of her eye. "What are you adding Master?"

I slap her ass smartly. "One doesn't question their master."

"Yes, Sir." her response is stiff as she realizes her mistake.

"I've changed my mind... I've decided that you will be the first to be cleaned. Now get in the tub." I order her quickly, knowing that my addition will only be active for a few minutes, the effects will last a while, but if she doesn't get in soon, she won't get to feel them.

She climbs in slowly, relaxing into the warmth of the tub. I manage the controls deftly, turning on the light jets, and engaging the warming devices inside the tub, so the bath will stay warm as long as I need it to. I notice that she's shifting slightly now, my addition taking effect quite nicely.

"Is there something wrong pet?" I ask playfully. Immediately she knows that her current sensations are being caused by my addition, but she doesn’t want to back down yet.

"No, Sir. It's just that the waters a bit warmer than I'm used to." I know she's lying as I watch her struggling to decide whether to keep her nipples submerged or to leave them out and prey to the elements above water. I think quickly about the amount of time that had passed as I watch her move and shiver, trying to adjust to the assaults against her senses. After an appropriate amount of time had passed, I climbed in, knowing that the potency of my addition was minimal at best by now.

As I climbed in, however, I made sure to 'accidentally' brush my hand against her hard nipple causing her to gasp and moan loudly. "What's wrong, pet?"

"N...Nothing, Sir." Her voice stuttering as she tried to stay in control.

"Alright... then prepare the loofah." Her eyes widened as she realized what I was going to put her through.

She prepared the loofah, then stood up. I could see already that she was affected by the agent I had added. Her body shivered every she moved or her breasts shook for any reason. I stood next to her and slowly began to clean her, at first staying to the safer, less sensitive areas, before working on her stomach and leading up to her breast. Before I start, I rest the loofah against her nipple and whisper in her ear, "You cum and I can promise you twenty spankings and at least that many hours without orgasm." Amara moaned huskily at my ultimatum. I begin to wash her breasts. Her body shaking in my hands as the rough fabric rubs against her already sensitive body. She holds out as I finish cleaning her. I then allow her to sit down as I clean the loofah and prepare it with my own cleansers. Normally I allow her to clean me, but today she was going to get a show, and it wasn't going to be as much fun for her as me.

I slowly begin to clean myself, taking care to show her every part of my body that she loved so much. Spending extra time on my shoulders and chest, her favorite parts of me. As I did I could hear her moan. The increased sensitivity of her skin making it hard to hold herself back. After I completed my cleansing, I sat down opposite of her and motioned for her to sit in my lap. She did so happily at first, enjoying my soft touch, until she began to sit down and found the trap I had laid beneath her. As she dropped, my shaft slid up inside her, penetrating her wet core and leaving her attached to me. I hold her down as I explain the rules of the new game. "You are only aloud to come while I am coming, a second before or after means punishment."

She nodded quietly as she began to pleasure me, her soft breast wrapped in my hands as she ground her hips against mine underwater. We both knew she was working to pleasure me as fast as she could, because we knew her endurance was minimal at best. She found a position that had me moaning, but seemed to not return much to her. I noticed quickly and pulled her backwards, causing my shaft to drive into her depths, grinding her g-spot as she sank.

I began to moan loudly as I thrust up into her. "Oh, pet, oh yes, you're doing so good, I'm about to cum..." I feel my balls tighten as they ready for release, and just as my first spurt hits her cervix, the woman in my arms releases a loud moan and cums hard, her body jerking against mine, milking me for my cum and spasming in the throws of her own pleasure.

I hold her against me as her orgasm slowly dies down, her body going limp against me. "Master," she asked with trepidation, "what did you do to me?"

I smiled as I decided that she could now know my trick. "A modified tea tree oil. I had a chemist friend of mine from the university make it. This material decomposes in response to the bath salts, so when it drops in, it takes only a few seconds to become unstable enough to bind to your skin, but anything that doesn't bind is gone within sixty seconds. Which is why I wasn't affected."

"Oh... you're so smart, Master." Her complement was honest albeit unnecessary as my Masters degree at 21 proved just as much on its own.

After a half hour of enjoying the bath, I determined that it was time for bed, and opened the drain then dried myself off. Amara waited patiently until I told her to come out, slowly drying her with care. I then re-attached her collar, and fastened it snugly. Feeling bold, I decided to then sweep her off her feet, and carry her to the bed. She nuzzled into my chest happily as I held her, before curling up under the sheets, I climbed in next to her, setting the alarm for nine the next morning, before pulling my pet into my arms, and whispering into her ear. "Tomorrow you're going to be busy, so get your rest, pet."

"Yes, Master." her soft reply barely audible from less than 10 centimeters away.

"Goodnight, Amara, I love you."

"G...nigh... Krys...love you" She unsuccessfully attempts to return my goodnight as she's almost to the land of dreams. I kiss her ear softly before working my way there as well.