1 comments/ 24916 views/ 2 favorites Night Seven of Domination Week By: Rusher Night seven of domination week was a Sunday, and James and Sarah found themselves right back where the whole thing had started. James sat on the couch looking through the entertainment section of the Sunday paper, preparing to begin the crossword puzzle. Sarah was perusing sale circulars and clipping coupons. Looking in through the window on the serene scene, no one would guess the things they had been up to that week. James looked over at Sarah and smiled. "Is there something in the paper you'd like to talk about?" "No. Nothing at all." "Are you sure, darling?" "Well, there is this one article about how women are wanting to do more to please their men…" "Nice, try, darling…but I think I've done quite a bit to please you the last few days. If it wasn't enough, you have no one but yourself to blame." "Oh, no complaints here. How about you? Have you fulfilled your every desire?" "Almost…" "Dare I ask what's left that you'd like to do?" "I want to take a bath with you." "That's it? That's all you want?" "Yes." "All right. Go in the bedroom and take off your clothes." "I'm serious." "So am I. Go take off your clothes." "You know our tub isn't big enough for both of us." "Just go and get naked and we'll figure something out." Sarah looked at him for a moment and got up from the table. She walked into the bedroom. As soon as she was out of sight, James moved quickly but quietly to the phone. He flipped through the yellow pages quickly and dialed the numbers. He found what he was looking for on the second call. James walked to the bedroom doorway to find Sarah. She sat at the vanity, her back to him, pinning up her hair. He walked to the dresser and removed the sweatshirt and sweat pants he had been lounging in. He reached in a drawer and pulled out a pair of faded blue jeans and a T-shirt. He quickly put them on. "Are you ready, Sarah?" "Yes. Why don't you start the water? Make it warm but not hot." She turned to look at him. "What are you doing? Are you planning to take a bath in your clothes?" "Slight change of plans. We'll be bathing out today." "What does that mean?" "It means I've arranged for a larger tub, so we can take a bath together. So put on some shoes and let's go." "Just shoes?" "Yes. We're going to take a bath. You won't need anything else." "James, tell me what's going on." "Trust, remember? We trust each other. Now, put on some shoes, and one of your long coats. We're going to take a little drive, and then we'll take a bath together." Sarah hugged the coat close around her naked body as they walked outside. James had chosen a pair of her highest heels for her to wear, and she was careful how she walked, since stumbling would have meant exposing herself to anyone who might be watching. She was also careful to keep the bottom closed as she swung her legs into the car. James steadfastly refused to answer her questions as they drove through the light Sunday traffic. He would only smile. However, the plan became clear to Sarah as they pulled into the Marriott parking lot. "Well, here we are. Ready?" "I can't go in like this." "Of course you can." "What will the clerk think?" "He'll think you're cold," James said, smiling. He stroked Sarah's cheek. "Listen, you don't have to do what I say today, but just walk in like you own the place and it'll be fine. Then we'll have the rest of the day to enjoy. Here," he said, handing her a pair of her sunglasses. "Put these on. You'll be totally anonymous." "I don't see why I couldn't have put on some clothes…" "You'd just have to take them off again. Besides, this way is more fun, don't you think?" "For you, obviously," Sarah said, gazing at James sternly. "Why did you get to wear the pants in the family today, anyway?" "Because a woman wearing nothing but a raincoat is sexy, but a man wearing nothing but a raincoat is a misdemeanor." James opened the door and got out without waiting for a response. When he went around to Sarah's door and pulled the handle, it was unlocked. She stepped out reluctantly and put the sunglasses on. They walked in arm-in-arm, Sarah clutching her coat closed. "Hello. I have a reservation. James Smith." James noticed right away the youth of the clerk. And the clerk noticed Sarah's coat right away as well. He tried to look at James, but his gaze kept moving down and to the left. "Yes, you have our deluxe suite. For one night, correct?" "That's right." "Would you like to put that on a credit card?" "Yes." The young man imprinted and processed the card, all the while meticulously not looking at Sarah. James had to suppress a smile at his obvious curiosity. "You'll be in Suite 1204. Would you like any help with your luggage?" "No, I think we have everything we need. Thank you." James took the key, then grabbed Sarah's hand and they turned to go to the elevators. James knew without looking that the young clerk's gaze was following them as they walked. "Give him a little smile, Sarah," James said. "It'll make his day." Sarah slapped him on the arm. "I'm serious." Sarah gave a quick glance over her shoulder. Just as they were about to turn the corner to the bank of elevators, she looked back, slid the sunglasses down her nose, and blew the clerk a kiss. Then she gave him a wicked smile as they moved out of his sight. As soon as the elevator door closed behind them, James and Sarah cracked up laughing. "You've still got it, baby," James said, kissing her on the nose. He pressed her back against the back wall of the elevator and kissed her hard, forcing his tongue into her mouth. He slid his hand under her coat and up between her thighs. She instinctively grabbed his wrist to stop him. James looked at her, his lips still pressed to hers, and smiled. He backed away just as the elevator doors opened on the twelfth floor. "Let's go get wet," James said, pulling Sarah after him. The room was more than worthy of the title 'suite'. They walked through the door and saw the king-size bed. Beyond that the far wall was all one large window looking out on the city below. There were even skylights, making the room even brighter. The sun's rays shone down on the centerpiece of the room, the large hot tub. It looked large enough to fit four comfortably, with a ledge ringing the outside to sit on. It even came complete with beverage holders. "Now there's a tub worth bathing in." "Oh, darling, it looks wonderful. You're a genius for thinking of this." "Finally, some recognition. May I take your coat, madam?" "Why certainly, kind sir," Sarah said, and slipped off the coat. James went to the closet and hung up the coat. He was right next to the door of the suite. "Now, my beautiful wife and Dominatrix slash submissive toy. Make yourself comfortable in whatever way you see fit. I'll be right back." James picked up the room key and headed for the door. "Where do you think you're going?" "I have to go pick up a few things in ye old gift shop." "Like what?" "So impatient…" James said as he walked out the door and closed it behind him. He walked quickly down the hall in case Sarah thought to follow him. Sarah stood for a moment surprised at James' sudden departure. What could he possibly need right this moment that couldn't wait? It came to her in a flash that he was downstairs right then talking to the clerk about joining them in the suite. She saw it all in one moment of clarity. Enticing the poor boy that way, having her walk in wearing just the coat, so obviously naked underneath. Then telling her to blow him a kiss. Her devious husband was setting her up for a threesome with that befuddled young lad. Well, she thought to herself, I may just call his bluff. She walked over to the full-length mirror on the closet door to admire herself. She stood there naked except for her high-heeled shoes, admiring her luscious curves. She ran her hands up her sides slowly, feeling the goosebumps forming on her skin. She crossed her arms across her breasts, then raised them up over her head. She gently caressed her breast and rolled the nipple between her fingers. She briefly fantasized that she was stripping in front of a two-way mirror with the young clerk on the other side watching and waiting for his cue to come into the room. She stroked her fingers across her stomach. Then she slid her hand down and over her mound, cupping her pussy in her hands. She had just the smallest amount of peach fuzz growing back from the night James had shaved her. She slid her fingers between her lips and felt the moisture just starting to form. She turned back and forth to look at herself. She turned to look at her ass, and gave herself a hard spank on the cheek. I'm ready for anything, she thought to herself. James took his time in the gift shop looking for the things he would need. His mind wondered as he looked around. What was Sarah up to in the room? Was she in the hot tub at that very moment, her hand between her legs stroking herself as the heat and motion of the water relaxed her? Was she calling room service, hoping some husky young man would greet her at the door? Maybe she had found the adult channel on the in-house cable and was getting herself warmed up. James had to consciously slow himself down. Whatever she was up to, he wanted Sarah to have time to anticipate what earthly delights would await her upon his return. He hoped to find her naked and waiting when he walked through the door. He felt a stirring in his groin, and realized he was feeling anticipation and longing in ways he hadn't felt in a long time. He strode quickly to the counter to pay for his purchases and went back upstairs. Sarah was still standing naked in front of the mirror when she heard the key in the lock. She made a mad dash for the bathroom as her courage suddenly failed her. "Are you alone?" she whispered, peaking her head out from the bathroom as James walked in. "What?" James asked. Sarah laughed at herself as he stood there with a confused look on his face. Of course he was alone. He would never bring a total stranger into the room where she was quite probably naked without at least asking her first. Of course, a week ago she wouldn't have even entertained the possibility. But things had changed, and she was looking at James in a whole new light. She knew he was capable of a surprise or two. "Of course I'm alone. What were you expecting?" "Nothing." "No, come on. What did you think I was going to do, bring the clerk up here to see you naked?" "Well…" "You did, didn't you?" "It crossed my mind." "And you were standing out here naked…but at the last minute you chickened out, didn't you?" "No…yes…" "Well, it's not too late. I could still go get him if that's what you want." "You know it isn't." "I know. But I'm glad you're so open to new ideas." "How could I not be, after this past week?" "Good point." "So what did you go downstairs for?" "You'll find that out later. Right now, let's try out the hot tub." "Mmmm…good idea. I'll get it going while you take off your clothes." "Excellent." Sarah started the hot tub bubbling as James took off his shoes and socks. As he pulled his sweatshirt over his head she came back and began kissing his chest. She planted soft kisses on his torso as her hands roamed as well. She gently bit each of his nipples. She unbuttoned his pants and slowly opened the zipper. Sliding her hands in the waistband of his underwear, she pushed them down his hips and legs, taking the pants with them until they were lying in a puddle at his feet. He stepped out of them. "Mmmm…you're quicker than Superman." "That's because I only have to take them off. I don't have to put anything back on. Besides, Superman could get naked pretty quick too, if Lois Lane was helping." "Shut up and kiss me, Clark…" "So we're back to role playing, are we?" "Yes. Now let's get into the hot tub faster than a speeding bullet." Sarah slowly slid down into the hot bubbling water. She took James by the hand and pulled him in behind her. "Hot, hot, hot…" James hissed as he slowly immersed himself a few inches at a time. "Whose idea was this, anyway?" "You get used to it." Just then there was a knock on the door. Sarah instinctively crossed her arms across her breasts, then looked at James with a panicked expression. "Don't worry. It's just the room service guy. I ordered some wine while I was downstairs, but they wouldn't let me bring it up here myself." James pulled himself up out of the hot tub and went to the bathroom. The waiter knocked again. "Just a second," James said as he walked out of the bathroom slipping in to one of the hotel robes. He signed for the wine, and brought it into the room. "Why didn't you just open the door naked?" "I thought we went over this once. A naked woman answering the door is sexy. A naked man answering the door is--" "A misdemeanor, I know." "Yes. Now, can I interest you in some wine?" "Why yes, kind sir. Thank you." James filled the tumbler half full and set it down next to Sarah. He dipped his index and middle finger into the glass, then held them out to her. "Care to sample the wine, madam?" He brought his fingers to her lips and brushed them back and forth. Sarah slowly and sensually licked it off. "Mmmm…very nice," she said. She picked up the tumbler and brought it to her lips. "Would you care to do the same?" Instead of drinking the wine, she tipped her head back and poured it onto her chin and throat. It spilled quickly down her neck and over and between her breasts. She looked up at James and smiled. He practically dove into the hot tub. He licked and slurped at her neck, then her collarbone and finally began licking her breasts. James put his arms around her and pulled her closer, and Sarah held the back of his head with her free hand as he kissed her breasts. "Mmmm…good wine," he mumbled, his lips wrapped around her nipple. Sarah laughed. She pulled his head up until they were looking each other in the eye. She smiled at him, then kissed him on the nose. James cupped her face in his hands and pressed his lips to hers forcefully. His tongue snaked out to twine with hers, and they kissed open-mouthed. James slid his arms around her shoulders and waist and pulled her tight as they continued. Sarah once again grabbed the back of his head, and draped her other arm over his shoulder. As she felt her legs floating free in the water, she wrapped them around James' waist. The only sounds in the room were the frothing water and their gentle moans. "I don't know about you, but I'm beginning to work up a sweat," James said. "Good. I want you to be my big sweaty man." "Oh, I will be," James said, and playfully bit her neck. "We don't want to stay in too long, though," Sarah said. "It's bad for your sperm production." "What's bad for my sperm production is the way you've milked me dry every night this week." "Except Tuesday, of course." "Oh, yes, who could forget Tuesday," he said, and pinched her bottom under the water. Sarah yelped and jumped away, then slid back into James' arms. "How about if we just relax in here for a few more minutes, then get out?" he said. "All right. How about some more wine?" "Your wish is my command." James grabbed the bottle to refill the glasses. "I love it when you're so pliant," Sarah said, holding out her glass. "Don't I know it." They leaned back and relaxed in the water, sitting side-by-side with their eyes closed and sipping the wine. When the glasses were empty, James filled them again, draining the last drops from the bottle. James gulped down the last of his wine, and got up out of the tub. He walked dripping wet into the bathroom to get some towels. Sarah watched him walk away, admiring the flexing of the muscles in his ass. She squirmed just a little in anticipation of what was coming next. James returned with a towel in his hand for Sarah as he used another one to dry off his torso. Sarah stepped out of the tub, and James wrapped her in the towel. He began slowly and gently patting her dry as he nuzzled the back of her neck. "Let's try out the bed," Sarah whispered, turning her head towards him. James dropped the towel and they walked over and lay down on the bed, both of them still moist and warm from the tub. They faced each other, each one's arm draped over the other's hip. Jams reached down and cupped her ass in his hand. "Come here, I want to show you something," James said. He rolled onto his back and pulled Sarah over until she was lying on top of him. He wrapped his arms around her. "What exactly did you want to show me?" "That I love you this much…" James said as he squeezed her tight in her arms. "And this much," Sarah said, reaching down between them and grabbing his hardening cock. She kissed him hard, biting his lower lip, as she stroked his cock. James' hands were roaming all over her back and ass. She brought her knees up until she was straddling his hips. She slid her hands up to stroke his chest, and slowly started grinding against him, sliding her pussy lips back and forth across his cock. She pushed herself up until she was sitting up straddling him. She reached over to the nightstand. "Here, darling," Sarah said, handing the phone to James. "Why don't you order another bottle of wine." She hit zero to get the operator. As James put the phone to his ear, she started to slide down his body. She began to gently kiss and lick his chest while her hands stroked his stomach. He moaned. "Hello?" Sarah waited until she heard someone on the other end of the phone, then took his cock down her throat. James' back arched and his hand twisted in her hair. Sarah let his cock slide out of her mouth and looked up at him with an evil grin. "Uh…yes. This is room 1204. Could you send up a bottle of wine please? Hmmm? Yes, yes, the same as you brought up before." Sarah was slowly nibbling the shaft of his cock as James spoke, driving him to distraction. She kissed his balls and looked up at him again. "Order some food, too, darling," she said, smiling once again. James tightened his grip on her hair and pulled her away from his cock. "I'd like to order two steaks as well…ouch!" Sarah had squeezed James' balls when she couldn't get his cock back into her mouth. James immediately released his grip on her hair. She started licking him again. "One medium and one medium well. Hang on. What kind of aaahhh ssssoup would you like?" "Tomato," she said, stopping her nibbling on his shaft for a moment. She was smiling up at him. "OK, that's one tomato and one chicken NOOdle." He hissed again as Sarah deep-throated his hard cock. "What? Oh, for the love of…mashed potatoes and green beans will be fine. What? One Thousand Island and one ranch. Yes. Thanks." He placed the phone down hard on the cradle. "Good lord, it would have been easier buying a new car than ordering that meal." "You did a wonderful job, darling. I'm sure they had no idea of what was going on." Sarah slid up James" body until they were face to face with her lying on top of him. "You're lucky I didn't order you a glass of water and some boiled rice." "That would've been fine. I have an alternative source for protein." She squeezed his cock. "So why did you stop sucking me?" "Because it wasn't fun torturing you once you got off the phone," Sarah said, and kissed James lightly on the lips. "Besides, I want to feel you inside me." She spread her legs and straddled his hips, then brought the tip of his cock to her slick opening. She looked her husband in the eye and slowly lowered herself onto his hard cock. She fought hard to control her breathing as he filled her. James moaned loudly. She put her fingers to his lips. "Shhh, darling…we don't want to disturb anyone." Night Seven of Domination Week "The hell with them," James said. He grabbed Sarah's ass and thrust his cock deep inside her, bringing a moan from her lips. "See how fun it is to just let go?" James kissed her hard and bit her lower lip. Sarah began moving up and down on his cock, grabbing his shoulders for leverage "That's it, Sarah. Cut loose and be loud." She started moving up and down faster. Moans were escaping her lips every time she slid down and buried James' cock to the hilt in her pussy. The moans were getting louder and more frequent. Then she suddenly impaled herself on him and orgasmed around his cock, making short thrusts with her hips to rub her clit against him. She moaned loudly, then bit James' shoulder to keep quiet. She stopped moving and lay still for a few moments. "Mmmm…that was a good one," she said smiling at him. "Would you like a turn now?" "Yes," James hissed. "Can I taste you again?" "Oh, yes." Sarah lifted herself off James and lay down beside him. Her head was resting on his stomach, her hand on his thigh only an inch or two from his balls. She reached out to fondle them. She slowly moved her hand up and slipped her fingers around his engorged shaft. She stroked him slowly, his cock still wet from her. She started to gently kiss his balls as her hand moved up and down on his hard cock. She could hear James' breath coming harder and faster as his excitement grew. She held his cock so it was standing straight up, then propped herself up on her elbow and took the whole length of it down her throat in one motion. James moaned and his hips lifted up off the bed, pushing his cock to the back of her throat. She pressed his hips down with her hand. "Hold still, darling. Just enjoy." She laid her head down on his stomach, her hand still gripping his cock. She took him in her mouth again, pausing to enjoy the musky taste of him. Then she started to slowly slide up and down on his shaft. She was also using her hand to jerk him off. She made sure to go very slowly to keep teasing him. James was moaning almost continuously now. When she felt he was getting close to cumming, she let his cock slip from her mouth. James moaned in protest, but she just lay there with her head on his stomach. She reached out and stroked the velvety-soft head of his cock with her fingers. His cock twitched, and she giggled. She turned her head and looked up at him. "Are you ready to cum, darling?" "More than ready." Sarah sat up next to James. She put her left leg next to his hip and swung her right leg over until she was straddling him again. She grabbed his cock and brought the head to her wet pussy, allowing just the tip inside her. "Do you want to cum inside me, baby?" she asked in an innocent voice as she slowly lowered herself on him. She moved up and down on his cock slowly. "Oh, yes…" "Should I go a little faster?" "Yes…" "You don't want me to stop?" "No…" "You don't want me to tease you a little more?" "Oh, God, no…" "You want to cum now?" "Yes…" "Cum on then, baby…" Just then they heard a knock at the door. James groaned. "Oh, too bad, darling," Sarah whispered in James' ear, moving her hips up so his cock slid out of her. "You were close weren't you?" She bit his ear, and climbed off him. James sat up on the bed quickly. "This guy is getting zero tip," he said. He looked down at his swollen cock. "I think you'd better get the door this time. I don't think the robe is going to cover this." "Oh, don't worry, darling," Sarah said, reaching down to stroke James' cock. "He'll just think you're happy to see him." "He definitely will not think I'm happy to see him." "OK. Hand me a robe and go hide in the bathroom." "Good idea." He got up and walked into the bathroom, his cock still hard and bobbing in front of him. He pulled the door closed behind him. Sarah picked up one of the robes and made her way to the door. She signed for the food and wine, including the tip that James had threatened to withhold, and ushered the waiter out. "OK, it's safe to come out," Sarah said as she lifted the lid off of one of the steaks. "No cops lurking about." "Ha ha ha," he said as he came out the door. "I think we're all much happier with the waiter not having to see my erection." "I'm sure you're right," Sarah said, munching on a green bean. "So, will we be dining naked today, or shall we dress?" "Naked, I think. After all, it is a day of rest." "All right then," Sarah said, and shed the robe. She stood naked in front of him, her hands on her hips. "Would you like to eat right away, or should we finish what we started?" "Oh, I think the food needs to cool for a few minutes before we can eat it," James said. He pushed Sarah back onto the bed and climbed on top of her, their legs dangling over the side. He kissed and nibbled her neck. "Move up," he told her. They moved up until they were in the middle of the bed, James still on top. He kissed her and guided his still hard cock to her pussy. Sarah's hand slid down James' back and she grabbed his ass as he slid inside her. James arched his back and slid his cock into her has deep as he could. He started to slowly slide in and out with the entire length of his cock. Sarah's hands were on his hips and she pulled him back into her whenever he slid out until just the tip remained. She wrapped her ankles around his calf muscles and started thrusting against him. James was propped up on his hands so that only their hips were touching. They both very quickly were close to cumming. With one long last thrust, James buried himself to the hilt inside her, and his cock spurted inside her pussy. Sarah was cumming as well, her muscles squeezing his cock and intensifying his orgasm. He collapsed on top of her as he finished cumming. Sarah wrapped her arms around him and began kissing his chest. "It's still pretty good without whips or chains or mechanical devices, isn't it?" he said breathlessly. "You sound surprised." "Well, I was worried that you'd ruined me for just plain ol' sex." Sarah smacked him on the ass, then hugged and kissed him. He rolled off her and lay down on the bed. "Come on. Let's eat before it gets cold." Sarah said. She jumped up and went to the bathroom. James got up and picked up the large tray of food and carried it to the table. He sat down on the couch and started to lift the lid off one of the steaks as Sarah walked out. "Uh, don't you think you should wash your hands before you eat?" she said as she walked over. James stood up and covered her face with his hands. "NOOOOO!" he growled at her. Sarah playfully slapped his chest. He went to the restroom and washed his hands and returned just as Sarah was filling the wineglasses. He sat down and they both started gulping the food down hungrily. "I hope you didn't tip the waiter," James said between mouthfuls. "Of course I did. It wasn't his fault that he interrupted us. He didn't know what was going on. Besides, didn't the delay make it better?" "No. It nearly made me burst a testicle. And how do we know he wasn't listening at the door waiting for that exact moment to knock, knowing he was interrupting?" "Oh, enjoy your food and keep quiet." "You know what I just realized?" "That steak tastes better naked?" "No. I forgot to order dessert." "I guess you just weren't paying attention." "I guess not. Do you want something sweet?" "I think I'll be OK." James kissed Sarah on the cheek and continued eating. They ate and drank in silence until they had both cleaned their plates. "Oh, man, that was good," James said as he sat back on the couch. He rubbed his stomach. "I'm stuffed." "Me too," Sarah said. She began gathering up the plates and put them on the large tray. "I'm going to put these outside so they can pick them up. Why don't you lay down?" "That is a good idea. Don't mind if I do." James lay down on the bed on his back and stretched out. He was feeling languorous and sleepy after the large meal. He was nearly dozing when he felt Sarah climb onto the bed. A moment later he felt her head on his chest. She pulled the blanket over them, and they drifted off to sleep together, arm in arm. James woke up some time later. Sarah was still sleeping with her head on his chest. Checking the clock on the nightstand he noticed that he had been sleeping for nearly an hour. He carefully slid out from under her so as not to wake her. He looked in the bag of items he had bought earlier. He took some of the items and headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind him. The bathtub was perfect. It was a large deep oval with that could fit two people with room to spare. There was a ledge at either end wide enough for a person to sit and put their feet in the tub. The shower head was also a shower massager which could be pulled out of the metal retainer and used anywhere in the tub. He turned on the water. When it was warm enough he plugged the drain and let the tub start filling up. In a few moments steam started to rise up from the water. He spread some of the bath salts into the water and watched them dissolve. He laid the shampoo and the razor and shaving cream down of the ledge. He slowly stirred the water with his hand as the tub filled. He could smell the aromatic scent of the salts now as they dissolved in the water. When the tub was adequately full, he turned off the water and went to get Sarah. The mirrors were fogging from the steam. She was still asleep, and from what James could see she hadn't moved since he had gotten up. He leaned down and gently kissed her exposed shoulder. His hand slid down her back. He kissed her cheek, then the back of her neck. Finally, she started to stir. She smiled up at him, her eyes barely open, and kissed his cheek. "What time is it?" "About three. We slept for an hour or so." "Is it time to go?" "Oh, no. We've got lots more to do. Come on and get up." He took her hand and pulled her up. Sarah sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, then got up and followed James as he led her by the hand to the bathroom. "Mmmm…it's nice and warm in here," Sarah cooed as she walked in. "And it smells nice." "Yes. I think it's fresh forest or something like that." He led her to the tub. She was still barely half-awake. "Your bath awaits, m'lady." He held her by the arm as she gingerly stepped over the ledge and into the tub. "Oh, darling, this is wonderful," Sarah said as she slowly submerged herself. "Are you going to join me?" "No, I'm going to wait on you hand and foot. Is the water warm enough for you?" "A little warmer would be good." James reached over and turned on the hot water. "Say when." He casually stroked her exposed shoulders as the water continued running. "That's good for now," Sarah said, and slowly sank down until only her head was above the water. James turned off the water. "You really should join me, darling. You don't know what you're missing." "No, no, I'm here only to serve you." "Well, that's something a girl can never hear enough of." "I thought we'd start with a nice sensual shampoo." "Mmmm…that sounds nice." "Well, then, just lean back and enjoy." James stood up and grabbed the shower massager. He stepped into the tub and sat down on the ledge. Sarah leaned back, her shoulders resting on James' knees and her head between his thighs. He turned on the water and wetted her hair with the massager, then set it aside. He dropped a dollop of the shampoo into his palm. He massaged her head gently as he washed her hair. Sarah was moaning in the back of her throat at the sensual feeling of his fingertips teasing her scalp. She leaned back until her head was nearly in the water. She looked up and smiled at James. He blew her a kiss. She turned her head and kissed his thigh. "Ready to rinse?" "Not if it means you're going to stop massaging my head." "Oh, I think you'll like what comes next too. Now lean back and let me get the shampoo out of your hair." She leaned back. James picked up the water pic and turned the water on again. He held it close to Sarah's head and rinsed out the shampoo. "OK, now come sit up here," James said, patting the ledge next to where he was sitting. Sarah complied. She was still dripping wet, with her short hair slicked back against her head. "All right, what's next?" James reached behind them and picked up the shaving gel and razor. "I noticed you were getting a little fuzzy. I want to make you smooth again. That razor stubble can be very painful." Sarah reached up and stroked his cheek. "All right. I don't want you to get razor burn from little ol' me." James splashed some of the warm water from the tub over Sarah's pussy. When it was wet, he sprayed some of the foam into his hand. He carefully applied it to her genital area. "OK, hold still. This won't hurt a bit." With just a few careful slow strokes he had removed the slight stubble accumulated over the last few days. James splashed more warm water over her pussy and thighs until all the foam was gone. "There we go. Tantalizingly smooth once again." Sarah slid back down into the warm water. James slid in behind her so that she was leaning back against him. "We need a tub like this." "I'll call the contractor tomorrow." They leaned back and relaxed silently in the water. Every few minutes James would put in more hot water to keep it warm enough. The whole room was steamy by the time they were ready to get out half an hour later. James reached into the water and pulled the plug. The tub began emptying. "All right, stand up and we'll rinse off." Sarah stood in the middle of the tub. James turned on the water and used the shower massager to rinse off her body. Sarah just stood and enjoyed the feeling of the warm water flowing down her chest and back. James came up behind her cupped her breast in her hand. He slipped the massager between Sarah's legs, letting the water play over her bare pussy. He playfully bit the back of her neck. "Let's go back into the bedroom, shall we?" "Sounds good to me, darling." They finished rinsing and stepped out of the tub. James wrapped Sarah in one of the large fluffy towels. He guided her towards the bed when they were back in the bedroom. "Lay back and get comfortable. I've got one last surprise for you." "What? I'm starting to feel guilty, darling. It's already been like going to the spa." James rummaged in the bag and pulled out another of his purchases from earlier. "Well, I'm glad to hear you're enjoying yourself. But what would a trip to the spa be without getting your nails done?" James held up the bottle of nail polish for Sarah to see. "May I do the honors?" "Ooooh, of course," Sarah cooed. She propped herself up on the pillows and stuck her legs out in front of her, wiggling her feet at him. "Start with the toes." "But of course madam." "What color did you get?" "Why, bright flaming red of course. What other color would be appropriate for this week?" "You are so right. OK, make me a painted woman." Sarah pulled her knees up so that her feet were flat on the bed. James went to the bathroom and returned with one of the small hand towels and placed it under her feet. He kissed each of her feet, then opened the bottle. He pulled the small brush out, scraping it on the lip of the bottle to remove any excess polish. Then carefully, daintily, his face only a few inches from Sarah's toes, he began applying the polish. "You know what I'm thinking right now, darling?" Sarah asked. "How much you love me?" "Well that, of course. But I'm thinking how good this color would look on you." James looked up to see Sarah smiling at him mischievously. "Oh, no…you had your chance. No going back now." "Yes, you're right, of course. Unless you want me to paint your nails." "Ummmmm…no. Now quit distracting me, unless you want to be red all the way to your ankles." "Oops, pardon me. Please continue." James continued to carefully apply the polish. He finished one foot then the other as Sarah watched, her head resting on her knees as she stayed still. When James finally finished, he started to blow gently on her toes to help them dry. "You don't have a foot fetish you haven't been telling me about, do you?" "No, just giving you the full service treatment. Want me to do your hands while these dry?" "You're sure you don't want me to return the favor and do yours?" "Positive." "OK then. Do my fingernails as well. I'm enjoying this royal treatment." Sarah held out her right hand to James. He had her hold the bottle of polish as he gently stroked the polish on her nails, careful to stay within the lines. He finished that hand and took the bottle from her. He laid it on the nightstand and took her left hand in his. Sarah blew absent-mindedly on the nails of her right hand as James finished her left. She held her hands out in front of her to admire his handiwork. "This is very impressive work, darling. I couldn't have done better myself. I only wish I could return the favor." "Well, if you really mean it…I do have one last thing in my little bag." James reached in the bag and pulled out the bottle. "If you're feeling up to it, I wouldn't mind if you used some of this on me." James tossed the bottle of baby oil onto the bed next to her. Sarah smiled up at him. "Would you like me to give you a massage, darling?" "Hmmm, that's a second option," he said, giving her an evil grin. "Well, give me a moment to dry these," she said, wiggling her fingers at him. "Then I'll work the kinks out for you." "OK. I guess the first option can wait." James lay down next to her on the bed, his hands resting on his stomach. He looked at Sarah, who was blowing on her nails, and smiled. She smiled back and blew him a kiss. "How long does it take that stuff to dry?" he asked. "Just a few minutes. Enjoy the anticipation. They'll be touching your skin soon enough." "All right. Just wake me up if I doze off." James closed his eyes. Sarah continued blowing on her nails, looking down at him. After a few minutes she examined her nails. Satisfied they were dry, she reached for the baby oil. "All right, darling, wake up and turn over. Let's get this party started." James rolled over and lay on his stomach, laying his face on his hands. He looked over at Sarah and smiled. "Do me," he said. Sarah climbed on his back and sat on his ass, her legs straddling his hips. James could feel her wetness against his back and ass. Sarah was slowly rocking back and forth, rubbing against him as she squeezed some of the baby oil into her hand. "Hey, what's going on back there?" James asked, looking over his shoulder. "Just getting things warmed up," Sarah said. She put the bottle down and transferred some of the now-warm oil into her other hand. She reached down and began stroking James' back. "How is that, darling?" "Mmmm…very nice. More please." "But of course." Sarah began massaging James' shoulders, kneading them like dough. She slid her hands down his back and repeated the process on his lower back. She more gently massaged her way back up to his shoulders, where she started the process over again. She stroked his neck and arms with her warm hands, got more oil, and continued working on his back. After several more minutes she stopped. She planted a soft kiss on each of his ass cheeks as she got up off him. "Mmmm…that was wonderful," James said as he started to turn over. "Quiet, darling. We're just getting started," Sarah said and pushed him back down. She sat on the end of the bed and picked up James' foot. She laid it in her lap and began gently kneading the sole with her hands. She used the other hand to massage the ball of his foot with her thumb, grabbing his toes with her fingers. James began to squirm. "Hold still, darling." Night Seven of Domination Week "It tickles," he said as he tried to pull his foot away. Sarah reached up and spanked his ass. "Hold still, and I guarantee you'll love it." James stopped fidgeting and she continued. She finished one foot and started on the other. When she finished with that foot, she leaned down and quickly bit one of James' toes, causing him to yelp. She held onto his foot as he kicked. "OK, now hold still and let me do your legs." "OK, but no more biting." "I make no promises." She wrapped her hands around his left calf and began squeezing and kneading with her fingers. She worked her way up to his knee, then switched to the other leg. When she got to the knee, she continued up to his thigh. She got up on the bed and sat on his calves, straddling them. Now she had one hand on each thigh, digging in with her fingers. She rubbed them vigorously for a couple of minutes, then dragged her nails down the back of his thighs. James moaned and tried to lift her up with his legs, but couldn't. Sarah laughed, and then lay down on top of him. "Do you want to turn over so I can do your front?" She whispered in his ear. James loved feeling her weight and warmth on him, her soft breasts pressing into his back. "How about I turn over and we both do each other's fronts?" "Even better." James turned over. Sarah never lost contact with his body as she continued straddling him. When James was finally on his back, they were face to face, her hips straddling his. Her wet pussy was pressed against his semi-hard cock, trapping it against his stomach. She moved her hips to slide his cock back and forth between her lips. "You're right, darling. This is better." Sarah kept rocking her hips, looking down at James and smiling. "Yes. Almost perfect." "Almost?" "Yes. As in my cock is almost inside you." "Oh, did you want to be inside me, darling?" "Yes." "Say it." "I want to be inside you." "Now beg." "Please put my cock inside you." "You give in way too easy." She reached between her legs and guided his fully erect cock up and into her hot pussy. She moaned loudly as she slowly slid down on him until he was buried to the hilt. James grabbed Sarah's hips and thrust up into her. He loosely gripped her hips as she started to slide up and down on him slowly, raising up until only the head of his cock was inside her and then sliding all the way back down again. James reached up to stroke Sarah's cheek and she took his thumb into her mouth and sucked on it greedily as she continued to ride him. The only sound in the room was their breathing, coming faster and heavier as they moved against each other. Sarah started to move faster on top of him, bringing them both to the brink of orgasm, and then pushing them over. James gripped Sarah's ass hard and pulled her down on to his cock. He exploded inside her as she rocked her hips and squeezed him with her muscles. Her nails dug into James' shoulder as she rode the wave of her own orgasm, her head resting on his shoulder as she moaned. Her whole body collapsed on top of James as her spasms finished. James wrapped her in his arms. They lay like that for several minutes without saying anything. Finally, Sarah lifted her head up and looked down at James. She smiled at him and he smiled back. She kissed him on the nose, then rolled off him. Her head lay on his shoulder, her arm draped across his stomach. "Have you had a nice Sunday?" James asked as he stared up at the ceiling. "I can't remember a better one." "This has been a nice relaxing end to the week, hasn't it?" "Yes. And we definitely needed the rest." "I could spank you, you know…if you don't feel satisfied," James said, looking down at her and smiling. "Oh, I'm fine, baby. I won't need another spanking for a long time. How about you? How are you feeling?" "Satisfied and exhausted. I wouldn't want to have another week like this one, but I'm glad we did it. It's something I'll never forget." "I agree, darling. I can't wait to tell all my friends about it." "Yes, if we'd only taken pictures we could have a slide show. Hey…You're not really going to tell anyone about this, are you?" "Of course not darling. I was only kidding. " "Good. Let's keep this our little secret." "Agreed. No one but us will ever know."