Tanya dutifully sat up and turned to face the woman, who handed her a washcloth and soft soap and then turned her back to her. “Get on with it, my dear,” she said. “There’s no point in delaying.”
Livia smiled as she felt the blonde b***h gently soaping up her back. She loved it when they were so subservient and obedient, kept in check by their fear of further pain and torture, and yet still weren’t sure what to do or how to do it. But they were always so very eager to please, almost like puppies, new to almost everything. It gave her a special thrill knowing that all of this was being secretly recorded.
The b***h balked for only a moment when Livia ordered her to wash her breasts, and then she obeyed with such appealing tentativeness that Livia finally was compelled to seize the b***h’s
