He was right I felt dirty and sticky. I would have wanted to bathe. It wasn’t clear to me how he knew that.

After Master Bane finished washing my body, he washed my hair. I’d never had such a thorough cleaning of my scalp. My face was pushed into his chest as he massaged the soap everywhere. After a complete rinse job he ran a Light oil from roots to tips.

All in all, it was a far cry from the quick showers I’d taken at the motel.

Once he was done bathing me my captor got a jar off one of the shelves in the room. I was bent over as he rubbed it’s contents over my labia, into my vagina, and into my ass. It tingled a little at first, but it seemed to dull the soreness substantially.

Master Bane noticed several places where someone’s hands must have dug too excitedly into my hips. He carefully treated those with the cream.

Making a sound of disgust he rubbed the cream all over my sore arm.

had been. Whatever the cream was

redness went away, but they still Looked cracked and dry. I assumed it was because my hands had been Like this for months. Master Bane seemed irritated that they didn’t heal quickly like the

over completely and was satisfied he

me. When he

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notice.

or lose my cool.

did not. He instructed me to open my mouth and rubbed something all over my teeth. It burned a little. After a

like I had

flesh with a purple goo. The purple faded as the cream sunk in.

Bane as he walked into the main

no right to do this, I was not a creature

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