[Pt. 02] Warm Bath - Femdom

[Pt. 02] Warm Bath - Femdom

Male's P.O.V~

My body once again felt the affection of warm water while her hands began caressing my skin, the sensation of numbness once again taking hold of me.

"Are you feeling good now?" She questioned as she drove her fingers from my abdomen to my chest, softly pulling me closer.

"Y-yes!" I simply stuttered to the pull of her hands and rested back onto her body, even when I felt not at all comfortable.

It was the type of discomfort my body and soul adored. The type of discomfort I always craved for.

Her skin and grasp always tingled my body and my senses, turning me into a puddle of water. And they were doing the exact thing at that moment.

"That is very good." Speaking with sweetness in her tone, she rested her head on my shoulder, making me flinch and huff, as her fingers advanced and began circling around my nipples.

Slow and gentle, her fingers were tormenting my soul through my skin. She was turning me into a brain-dead dog. An animal who knew nothing but her.

The gentleness of her fingers continued turning my breaths into soft whimpers. I did not even realize when I started whimpering like that. My mind was melting to that point.

"You have such big breasts." I heard her whisper into my ear and break the process of meltdown midway, then plant soft kisses along my earlobe, as she suddenly squeezed my breasts with hands full of grasp., like I was a woman.

It made me leak and flinch with both my body and my cock. I felt that sensation electrify me and make me feel so much pleasure.

"Thank-thanks, mommy!" There weren't more words to showcase how I felt, but I assumed my voice helped me portray my feelings.

"You also have something big down here." Suddenly, she squeezed my length with a strong grasp in the water, alarming my whole body with jitters while she continued kissing my shoulder like she had done nothing.

My mind was working restlessly, thinking about what she would do next. I could not wait another second to find that out. ′

"You know, just a look at your rod makes me so wet." She spoke breaking the impatience and control I had reserved over myself.

"Ohh, did you like that?" She questioned as she began jerking my length she added, "You just flinched in my hands." It made my body burn even more. Her words and her actions were killing me. She did not need to say that to me.

"You really like compliments." She continued when I suddenly felt her teeth dig into my shoulder and plant bombs of pain into my skin.

I grasped the edges of the tub tight because what she was doing and saying was too much for me. The heat was once again beginning to erupt in my soul.

"You're breathing so fast. You're whimpering like you're about to cum." Of course, I was. She was pushing me towards it.

"Are you perhaps feeling hot again?" She questioned, and I quickly nodded, unable to take the heat anymore.

"Let's fix that." I did not understand what she meant until she ordered me to step into the shower.

She followed after me while I stood with my back against her, too shy to face her with my burning flesh.

"This will cool you down." She added and turned on the shower, taking my breath away with the sudden coldness.

The warmth that my body had collected up until now suddenly felt as if being touched by a glacier. The water raining upon me was sending chills down my spine.

The cold water soothed my body, but my desire remained the same, only multiplying as I felt her standing right behind me, with her warm breaths on my shoulder and her hands slipping onto my waist.

I felt confused. The water had made me cold, from head to toe, but her touch that was caressing my skin acted as the destroyer of that coldness.

"Do you feel good now?" She asked as I felt her chin sit upon my shoulder, her breasts pressing against my back.

Why was she asking me such a question when she knew what she was doing to me? Yet, I answered. "Yes."

I felt cornered by her grasp and her hands, which were now slowly beginning to reach to my chest.

They were as slow as a snake and as warm as lava, caressing my skin with such passion and gentleness.

They reached to my chest and suddenly grasped my breasts, squeezing them with the same gentle strength, but with eagerness. I could tell she was really obsessed with my breasts.

I could feel the obsession in her breaths because they changed their pace when I whimpered to her hands on my chest.

It was like she was waiting to play with my breasts and it wasn't enough, no matter how much she played with them.

Heavily breathing upon my shoulder, she continued playing with my breasts, as she squeezed the one like a cherry and another like a delicate fruit.

She wasn't letting me feel the pain and pleasure equally. I was only receiving it from one part of my chest.

She continued altering the breast that received her harshness and turned me so hard and weak that I had to take the help of the wall.

As I whimpered and felt the rush, I kept looking at my length, hanging and begging in the air. It was aching for her touch as well. It was drooling along the water, smartly being mixed with it.

"Are you losing your focus?" Suddenly, she yanked my body into her arms and removed my hands from the wall, making them squeeze her hands on my chest while I stuttered. "No-no!"

"Then what were you doing?" She questioned as she pushed me to the wall with slow steps, affecting my hazy mind even more.

My head was pressed against the wall and I could hear her demand through the silent echo in my ear. I did not know how to answer her question.

Yet, I did as I was aware of her hatred towards the lack of response.

"I was -- just looking at my cock." I felt as if I had splashed my chest open with a sharp knife and that there was no food in my stomach.

What if she finds it insulting?

"Do you wish to cum that bad?" She turned my body around with a quick pull, astounding me as her eyes looked calm and compassionate.

Why was she not upset with me?

"I see my baby boy really wishes to cum." Adding, her eyes moved and I followed them land upon my length. It made me feel itchy and bashful, making my thighs struggle and hide my length in between them.

But she did not let me as she flicked on the tip of my cock, and caused me sudden pain and a boost of pleasure.

END OF THE PART 2

I enjoyed writing this one. The shower scene has always been one of my favorite scenes to enjoy this kind of torture. I've been wanting to write something like this for quite a long time and now when I'm finally doing it, it's better than I imagined.

So, as I said. I really do write what I would like to do!

----Love, author! ❤️

1. In the following BDSM scene, the dominant female gently tormented the submissive male by circling her fingers around his sensitive nipples, using her familiar touch to turn him into a 'brain-dead dog'. ['bdsm', 'submissivemale', 'dominantfemale', 'fingers', 'nipples']
2. The male's body shivered as the cold water from the shower bath hit him, providing a stark contrast to the warmth and sensations that had preceded it. ['showersex', 'bathtub', 'cold', 'warmth']
3. As they moved from the bathtub to the shower, the dominant female's hand continued to explore the submissive male's body, sending sparks of pleasure through him. ['bdsm', 'submissivemale', 'dominantfemale', 'hand', 'pleasure']
4. The submissive male was grateful for the cold shower, as it helped to suppress his desires for a moment and provide him with a much-needed respite from the intense sensations that the dominant female had been inflicting upon him. ['showersex', 'cold', 'desires', 'respite']

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