After a satisfying dinner consisting of a rather unconventional dish, my toilet slave clambers into the bathtub, her own cutlery in tow. She meticulously licks and washes each plate, setting them aside with a contented sigh. Once the cutlery has been cleaned, she hesitates, contemplating whether or not to give them a taste test for good measure.
She then moves on to washing her translucent negligee, albeit reluctantly. She would have preferred to continue frolicking around the house, her body still caked in filth, but I had other plans.
The warm water cascades over her supple, youthful form, and she arches her back languidly, using the underwater jets to massage her body. Even in the bath, she persists in her attempts to seduce me, striking provocative poses.