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Fore!Play

Chapter 9 Rub-a-dub-dub

CHAPTER NINE: 		"Rub-a-dub-dub"


	"JULIA DARLING, my back needs washing."
	
	"Oui, mon cher Maitresse."
	
	Julia, beautiful in her French maid's outfit, descended to her knees at
the side of the tub. She was careful to keep her legs apart as she leaned
forward to wash her Mistress.
	
	Alison sat upright in the bath, the large foamy bubbles adhering to her
shiny wet breasts and arms. She had been thinking of the upcoming golf match,
for she had drawn Meranda as her partner, which made her very nervous.

	Finally relaxing, Alison arched her back like a cat being stroked as
Julia began rubbing her in broad circles with a soapy loofah. Alison's skin
glowed a shiny wet pink as her slave poured water over the delicate bumps of her
spine.

	Julia slowly worked her way forward, soap bubbles clinging to her arms.

	"Mmm, nice," said Alison dreamily as Julia began to soap and caress her
breasts. She leaned back in the tub to allow her slave better access. Beneath
the foamy water, Alison's hand slithered down her belly to her Mound of Venus.
She made a mental note about the rough stubble she felt there, before sliding a
wet soapy finger surreptitiously between the soft cleft of flesh below. Alison
could feel the heat of pleasure slowly building as Julia washed her breasts,
lingering overlong on the hard pink nipples.

	"MMMMmmm," she purred.

	Internal fires were stoking and running hotter. Twinges of pleasure were
beginning to pulsate in Alison's abdomen as synapses fired off signals of desire
needing satisfaction.

	She sat upright in the tub. Julia immediately backed away and knelt,
head down.

	"Enough, my pet. Fetch me a towel and the razor."

	"Yes Maitresse," Julia complied. Her ankle hobbles jangled as she rose
to her feet and stepped daintily across the room. She returned with a large soft
bath towel and a wicker basket holding a safety razor, talc, bristle brush and
jar of shave cream.

	Alison rose from the water with a swooshing sound, foam and water
droplets splattering all over her now kneeling slavegirl.

	"I'm wet," she stated flatly.

	Instantly Julia rose to her feet and gingerly patted her Mistress dry
with the soft fluffy cloth. She resumed kneeling as she reached her Mistress's
waist. Alison placed one leg on the edge of the tub. Her wet sex was at Julia's
eye level. Keeping her eyes demurely downcast, Julia wiped the soap and water
from Alison's leg. Slowly she ran the towel around her Mistress's thigh, careful
to dry the back of the crooked knee before descending down a shapely calf to a
foot. Julia dried the space between Alison's toes before placing a tender kiss
on the smooth instep.

	"I have stubble," came Alison's voice from above.

	"It will be my pleasure to shave Maitresse," whispered Julia. Her soft
French accent was honey. She dipped the shaving brush into the water of the tub,
then worked up a lather of shave cream. The brush left swirls of scented shaving
cream on Alison's tender flesh. Instinctively Alison moved her hips forward as
the badger haired brush tickled and stroked her labia.

	The first delicate stroke of the razor revealed glistening skin. More
strokes, more skin. In a few unhurried moments, only a few dabs of shave cream
remained on the fleshy triangle at the base of Alison's midriff. Julia rinsed
the razor in the bath water, then raised her eyes back to the smooth female
flesh before her.

	With the skill born of much practice, Julia carefully began to remove
any traces of stubble from the sensitive skin between Alison's legs. When done,
she carefully took a clean face cloth, and first wetting it in the tub, lovingly
wiped away all traces of the shave cream from between her Mistress's legs.

	"I'm still wet," breathed Alison, her voice husky. "Dry me now."

	Julia reached for the towel.

	"No."

	Julia dropped the towel, and slowly leaned forward. Her breath was hot
against Alison's tender sensitive flesh. Julia's cheeks puffed out as she blew
ever-so-gently on her Mistress. She could smell the musky perfume of passion as
she leaned closer. Julia felt fingers curling in her hair, drawing her face
close. Almost of its own accord, her pink tongue darted forward to touch
Alison's lower tongue.

	"Ohh!" moaned her Mistress at the touch. "Ohhhh!"

	Julia smothered her face in Alison's honeyed musky flesh. She sucked on
her Mistress's clit, drawing the pink rosebud from its hooded hideaway. Moving
lower, she parted Alison's hot swollen labia with her tongue, exploring the
hidden crevices and folds, reveling in the taste of a woman in heated passion.
Julia pressed on the clit with her nose as she pushed her tongue inward, lapping
at precious fluids and Africa-hot skin.

	Alison, lost in pleasure, was barely aware of the jangle of chains as
Julia raised her hands. The touch of her slavegirl on her ass cheeks, made
without permission, nevertheless felt wonderful. Julia pulled her Mistress's
coral cleft closer. Slowly, carefully, she trickled a finger along the hot flesh
separating the twin globes. Her Mistress's moans filled her ears, the heady
musky taste of woman, so hot, so moist, tantalized her taste buds like the
finest cognac. Julia bravely continued her exploration of the sensitive flesh
until her finger touched the puckered mouth it sought. She swirled her finger
around in a lazy circle, teasing the tender bud which seemed to beckon further
exploration.

	Fingers clenched tightly in Julia's nut brown hair, Alison jerked the
girl's face away from her burning flesh.

	"How DARE you!" she bellowed, furious. Instantly Julia dropped her hands
to her own lap.

	"Maitresse, excusez-moi, je vous desire avec tout..." the slave girl
stammered, English forgotten in her panic.

	"Get in the bedroom," commanded Alison. "Now!"

	"Oui Maitresse," moaned a panicky Julia as she slunk away on all fours.

	Alison stormed from the bathroom, a trail of wet footprints and soap
bubbles marking her path. Julia was on the bed, kneeling, her head pressed hard
against the mattress. Looking left, then right for the nearest whip or belt,
Alison leaned forward and delivered a smack to the upraised bottom. A handprint
glowed pink as she smacked the other cheek.

	"Slut! I should sell you tomorrow!" stomped Alison, each word punctuated
with another slap. "How! Dare! You! Touch! Me! There! Without! Permission!"

	"Maitresse, je regret! I'm sorry!" bawled Julia. Her ass glowed fiery
red. "Forgive me your worthless slave, I love you so much! Je t'adore,
Maitresse! Je t'adore!"

	Her fury abating, Alison brushed her hair back from her face and
surveyed her crying slave. Julia's face was pressed down into the blankets, her
sobs muffled by the cloth. Her hands were by her head, her bright red buttocks
raised high in the air. Alison could see that her slave's pussy was very wet.
She gave Julia a final slap, lighter than the others.

	"Oh all right," she said. "Get your sorry little ass down from there."

	Julia scrambled off the bed and threw herself at Alison's feet. She
smothered the toes with tear soaked kisses.

	"I am so sorry, Maitresse!" she pleaded between kisses. "I love you
Maitresse!"

	Alison let her slave grovel for a few moments. Finally tiring of the
whining, she ordered Julia to bring her the travel bag. Her ass glowing like a
stoplight, Julia crawled over to the closet where the bags had been placed.
Taking the bag's handle in her teeth, she crawled back doggie-style to her
Mistress. She placed the bag at Alison's feet, and meekly lowered her head.

	Alison fished around in the bag until she found the item she wanted.
Pulling once again on her slave's hair, she raised Julia's face to where she
could see it.

	"Open" was all she said. She pushed a leather ball into the wet cavern
between Julia's teeth. Alison drew the leather straps over and behind the girl's
head, buckling them in place. Satisfied everything was secure, she stepped over
to the bed and sat back.

	"Satisfy me," she directed.

	Julia had played this game before. Eager to please, she crawled toward
her Mistress's open legs. The black rubber penis protruding from the front of
the gag bobbed as she raised her head.
	
	Alison sighed at the first touch of the hard rubber against her inner
thigh. Reaching down, she ran her hand over her slave girl's head, the hard
leather straps of the gag providing a harsh contrast with the luxuriant softness
of Julia's hair. Alison placed a hand on either side of Julia's head and guided
the girl forward to where her internal fire burned.

	Pressure of the penis against her clit wrung a soft moan of delight from
Alison. Using her hands as guides, she raised and lowered Julia's head, the
action causing the rubber penis to rub up and down against her female orifice.
Her clit grew hard, the bud of flesh bursting forth from the hooded folds of
skin.

	"There!" she gasped, rocking Julia's head from side to side. Knowing her
Maitresse's pleasures, Julia allowed herself to be easily manouevered. When she
sensed Alison's pleasures growing, she began to move her head in a concentric
circle, never ceasing the pressure against Alison's clitoris.

	"Oh!" cried Alison. "Now!" she demanded, the fires of her passion
enveloping her.

	Julia inhaled her Mistress' musk as she began to work the dildo into
Alison's hot wetness. She rubbed the tip of the rubber cock against the petal
like folds of flesh that led into the hot wet core. Feeling her own needs
growing, Julia snaked a hand between her own legs and began to massage herself.
The rocket blast of pleasure that swept up through her belly at the first touch
caused her to thrust her head forward almost involuntarily.

	The dildo plunged deep into Alison's burning vagina, Julia's nose
pressing against the swollen clit.

	Alison gasped her pleasure as she felt herself so suddenly being filled.
	
	"Sure Julia's sometimes impudent, but damn! she is good!" were Alison's
last thoughts as she surrendered herself to pleasure.



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