Bathroom dream or was it…..
    
    After a particular long day working from home on her laptop, and the fact she had spent almost 8 hours bent over her laptop in an uncomfortable position Janice, decided she needed a long refreshing soak in the bath. As her partner and master Pete was out at work she decided not to lock the bathroom door and took with her; her trusty vibrator. No Janice is a naturally beautiful woman aged 44 years and her almost diminutive size accentuated her 36 C bust making it appear larger than it actually was. She had been with her partner Pete for some ten years now and had met him quite by chance when she went to a pub’s barn dance evening. Not That Janice liked Country and Western dancing but she did like the music. Pete had walked up to her and hinted he wanted a word.
    
    Something about his manner led Janice to believe it was in her best interest not to disobey. So once away from anyone’s earshot he told her quite plainly he knew what she wanted and he was the man to give it to her. At first she called his bluff thinking it was his chat up line, but soon realised he had picked up o her needs to be ordered to do things sexually and thus began their relationship. Over the last Ten years he had developed a strong bond of trust between the two of them and had expanded her limits quite considerably.
    
    So here she was slipping out of her clothes in the privacy of her own bathroom with her trusty vibrator ready to plunge into the depths of her hot horny cunt whilst her aching back muscles were soaking away their strains of the day. As she let her panties drop to the floor she admired her still lean slender body in the full length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. She smiled as she imagined what Pete usually said when she saw her naked like this. He was always so sincere when he told her that she would compete with over 90% of the 21 year olds with her body and win hands down because of her experience.
    
    She stepped into the steaming bath and shuddered at the thought of mixing her cunt juices with the perfumed waters of her bathwater, and yet she allowed herself a wicked sly grin as she contemplated the thoughts which would run through her mind as she did so. Gently sitting down in the water, she leaned back and having soaped her hands she gentle allowed them to trace the contours of her fine firm breasts. Her hands felt so hot on her nipples and breasts, she allowed herself a contented sigh as she closed her eyes and began to unravel the thoughts her fantasy were supposed to take. However she could not concentrate fro some reason and always failed to fit the opening ideas of her lust together. Suddenly she thought if she took the large face flannel and covered her eyes from the light she would soon begin to imagine her self at the centre of her sexual action; as she did so she brought her arms above her head her wrists barely millimetres apart.
    
    The scented candles flickering around the bathroom gave the place a heady scent of passion and her choice of music tailored the feelings she hoped would soon invade her body. Yes the flannel shut out the light and its hot touch on her face eased her mind and helped her relax. It helped too much because she drifted off in to a light doze, which meant she never heard or saw the bathroom door open and her six foot partner, Pete, enter the room. He glanced around the room taking in her naked form and the vibrator still on the stool beside the bath. He quickly and silently slipped off his silk tie and quick as a flash slipped the loop over her hands and pulled them tightly together.
    
    Suddenly Janice panicked and thought she was going too drowned but soon realised she was safe only now her hands tied together were tied to the mixer taps above her head. The Flannel being wet and clinging never left her face; and still covered her eyes so she could not tell if it was one intruder or two and who they were. She started to open her mouth to say something and suddenly felt an unforgiving rubber trapped between her teeth. Now unable to cry out and un able to remove the flannel she noticed her earring had become so acute that she heard every single creak the bath made and she heard and could distinguish the undoing of a zipper. In her minds eye now she saw the trousers being removed, the rustle of clothing told her the person was undressing fully. She still panicked that the person may decide to hold her head under the water but soon shut that idea out of her mind as her sense of smell detected a feint odour of cologne. She seemed to know the brand but wrongly assumed that who ever it was had just splashed it on to him self from the bathroom cabinet to disguise his own aroma.
    
    Soon she felt the bath sponge begin to lightly touch her neck and in gentle strokes began to visualise it washing her now sweating responsive body. She could not see but sensed her nipples were at their fullest erection and her cunt must have been wide open as her puffy lips secreted their juices. Every nerve in her body felt alive to every single miniscule touch, every waft of wind seemed to hit her clit and set it trembling. Still the sponge continued to wash her body but always avoided her nipples and cunt as if teasing her further and further.
    
    Suddenly then the sponge was gone and the largish hands began to touch her shoulders, slowly and lightly they trace small circles on her ski as they travelled down the outsides of her arms then an almost ticklish situation as they continued their light barely touching circles under her arms and down her sides. She shuddered with passion as the hands now reached her hips, half of her wanted then to continue the other half wanted them to ravage her cunt and force three or four fingers deep inside her hot wet cunt.
    
    But still the hands continued down the outside of her legs, she tried to giggle but the ball gag in her mouth prevented anything resembling such a thing being heard, she had always been ticklish around the area of her knees and today it felt doubly so. But the hands continued down on to the outside of her calf’s and then to her ankles. Now she squirmed as the gently hands stroked the soles of her feet, she knew if this continued she would wet herself for she had always had this weakness, where she could take the tickling for just so long and then she would lose control of her bladder. She mentally breathed a sigh of relief that she was laid in a bath of soapy water and therefore no one would know if she wet herself further. How wrong she was because no sooner had she released her bladder than she heard a muffled voice saying, you little bitch you just peed in your own bath water, she wonder how the voice could possibly know and then realised that chances were the water could showed traces of yellow.
    
    She felt her whole body blush red and yet that single word of being called a bitch notched her horny level up another level. The hands continued now up between her ankles and inner calf’s and thighs. She anticipated their arrival on her now hot and hungry cut but was quickly disappointed as the skipped over her cunt lips without touching them and now they played their tiny circles on her clean shaven pubic mound.
    
    Slowly the hands continued up on to her lower stomach and she began to visualise them now going up to her tits and she hoped they would soon grab and pinch or twist her aching nipples. Again she was wrong because the strong hands now gripped her waist and lifted her clear of the bath twisted her over and placed on her knees beside the bath. Her hands tightened against the bath taps and she was held fast, even the face cloth was now held in place by the straps of her ball gag so she was effectively still blindfolded.
    
    She tried to make herself comfortable as she waited excitedly hoping for the fingers to work even more of their magic and raise her horniness still further. Suddenly it felt like her entire arse was on fire as she felt the first stinging blow of the flat of the guy’s hand hit her arse cheeks. Alternately she felt the stinging strike on her left cheek then her right cheek as the voice belittled her as being a wanton whore for bringing her vibrator to the bath with her. She was almost as excited by the verbal assault as she was by the spanking she was receiving.
    
    Then suddenly she felt a hard hot object between the cheeks of her arse and felt her legs being pulled wider apart. Then she felt her cunt lips pushed aside as the rock hard cock pushed deeper and deeper into her cunt. All this was in one stroke, she suddenly felt the tickly pubic hairs against her arse cheeks and realised that the cock was fully embedded in her cunt. In two seconds flat it was gone again and only the cock head still trapped between her cunt lips.
    
    For the next thirty minutes she was repeatedly rammed by the hard cock and always just as fast it was gone again. She did notice though the increased breathing of the guy as he ravaged her cunt from behind. Her mind began to wonder, how did this man know her so well, the fact she liked to be spanked, to be tied and used, to be verbally abused and then to be ravaged with such forceful fucking strokes.
    
    She never managed a reply from her own mind as her orgasm suddenly ripped through her body and her quivering flesh seemed to glow hot and cold. Her mind was in turmoil as she only now hoped to feel the hot splashes of his seed as it entered well fucked body. He seemed to be reading her mind as he first felt the tremble in his balls announcing his own climax impending.
    Swiftly he pulled out of her cunt and sprayed his load all over her back. Then he deliberately and slowly massaged the spunk into her glowing skin and once all traces were gone he picked her up turned right way up and placed her gently in the still hot bath. Then he raised her legs high above the water level making sure her cunt was well clear also and slipped the bath board seat beneath the cheeks of her arse. He then applied five short sharp slaps directly on to her clit. By the fifth slap she was already beginning to orgasm again and was spraying her cunt juices like the fountain in the famous Rome square. Only this time you did not need three coins.
    
    Janice thought her pleasurable ordeal was over but not quite yet, for Pete waited till she had calmed down and then ran his hand between her still spread legs. Feather light touches rippled across her cunt lips, on the return journey the fingers forced those already parted cunt lips further apart exposing her erect clit; and then without warning he clenched her clit between his two fingers trapping her clit head. Reaching over he hit the shower switch and suddenly directed icy cold spray of water on to his hand. The almost razor sharp needles of cold water hit her clit like stinging nettles and her shock was only matched by the speed of her third orgasm. Once more her cunt spewed forth its sweet nectar. Pete watched closely until her orgasm subsided and then turned off the shower
    
    He warned her as he gently laid her back into the now cooler water to keep the face cloth in place for a further ten minutes after he had released her hands or she would really feel the force of his hands on her arse. With that Pete untied her hands before removing her ball gag and slipped out of the bathroom. Janice was so exhausted that as she counted up to the time she could remove the face cloth she slipped into a light doze and only woke over an hour later as the water had turned cold.
    
    Quickly she removed the face cloth and stared around her; her first thought was it was one hell of a vivid dream she had experienced but as she went to stand to get out of the bath, her arse although no longer red from the spanking it still felt sore. So she was now totally confused had it been a dream or had she virtually been raped, of course it could not really be rape because she wanted it so much and it’s not legally rape if you consent.
    
    She wrapped her dressing gown around her and exited the bathroom; there asleep on the sofa in the front room was Pete, although she did detect a sly almost self satisfied smirk on his face. She asked him later if anything happened when he got home and he simply said “Yeah, I was so knackered I fell asleep on the sofa and forgot about cooking tea!”