Kimi turned her back
on Laaruu, submitting without resistance or complaint when he began shampooing
her hair. She tried not to enjoy the gentle massaging pressure of his fingers
against her scalp. It felt good though. If nothing else, Laaruu was quite
talented as a shampooer. Too talented. Somehow, it was making her libido rise
to the fore again.
It was almost a
relief to her self-respect when he finished cleaning, conditioning, and
rinsing. The man wove a spell with his magic fingers, a nonverbal negotiation
with her will, asking it to crumble, to give herself over entirely to him.
If he can do this just by washing my hair, what about anything else?
Kimi was scared to find out.
When he picked up
the bar of soap, Kimi tried for one last stab of dignity. “No. I’ll wash
myself.”
Behind her, Laaruu
chuckled. “Are you sure, my darling? Isn’t your sweet little pussy still
clamoring for more contact? I thought certainly you’d be eager for a sensual wash.
My wet hands, slippery from soap, sliding over every inch of your lovely body.
Imagine it.”
“I don’t – I don’t
want—”
“Careful. Lying is
begging for punishment.”
Kimi clenched her
teeth. She didn’t question that Laaruu would know the falsehood if she said she
didn’t want him touching her.
This is so fucked up. She didn’t know what to do.
Laaruu apparently
took her silence for consent. He washed her back, rubbing it as wonderfully as
he had her scalp. Against her will, her muscles relaxed under his care even as
her hunger for more increased.
She didn’t resist
when he reached around to soap her front. The bar of soap, much diminished,
slid up and down between her smallish but pert breasts. Then around, outlining
the mounds in suds before Laaruu twirled the bar between his hands, raising a
thick lather. He cupped her tits and began to rub, covering them with foam,
making her moan as he squeezed and rubbed. Her nipples jutted through the
bubbles, hard as diamonds.
He pulled her back
against him, so that her head rested on his shoulder. “That’s it,” he crooned,
massaging her breasts with those amazing hands. “Let go. That’s my sweet
darling.”
He kept one hand
working her chest as the other washed her taut stomach, her ribs, her hips. He
moved on, paying attention to her long, sleek legs and arms. He washed her ass
with careful attention, making her pant from startled excitement when his
finger invaded. Kimi couldn’t believe having something inside her back hole
could feel so good. Laaruu’s earlier threat to fuck her there suddenly didn’t
sound so terrible. Right now, having any part of him inside any part of her
seemed like a pretty great idea.
No release date set.
If more men knew how sexy having your hair washed can be, I'd have much longer hair. As it is, it's practically a buzz cut.
ReplyDeleteI hear you! Nothing better than a delish shampooing.
DeleteI love Ravens story. I can wait to read Kimi's.
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