A rush of hot water streamed into the tub. In seconds, steam filled the air and she realized she was overdressed.Outside in her room, she stripped dow.... With her pants and turtleneck off, she ran her eyes over her skin, doing a basic damage inspection from the tournament. Anatoly’s kicks and punches had left some nasty bruises. She could see purplish bruising above her ribs and on the backs of her legs. His hits had left some colorful souvenirs. She frowned. Someday, she’d get him. “Time to wash your hair, Babydoll!”He drizzled the shampoo over my head, missing sometimes and cool droplets fell on my breasts and perky nipples. I cooed happily.After all the soap had been washed away, Daddy unplugged the drain and I stood up for him to wrap me in a towel.“Do you need a diaper tonight, Honey? Or are you a big girl?” I thought a moment. “I need a dippy, Daddy”.He nodded and went to my bedroom to collect the diaper, baby powder and the cream.When he came back, I was lying on my. Bethany entered the bedroom as I rose. I gave her a "come along" gesture and she followed me into the bathroom. Taylor was kneeling in the tub. When she saw me enter, she opened her mouth.Bethany's eyes were very wide. "Master, what are you going to do?" I could tell she was referring to both of us.I answered, "I need to take my morning piss." That word sounded nastier than pee or urinate. "Taylor is being a good slut receptacle for it." With that, I let go aiming at her mouth and the rest of. He slowly lifted the lid and beneath it was a bowl of fresh strawberries, a dish of whipped cream, and a dish of warm chocolate syrup with something that resembled a honey dipper, in it. She grinned at him, and knew what he had in mind for dessert, since they had talked about this online during their chats in the poker rooms and on the instant messenger. Jason picked up a plump strawberry and pulled off the stem, dipped it in the whipped cream, then drizzled some chocolate on it. He held it out.