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 made the

assumed

over completely and

water off of me. When he used it on my hair it ended up almost dry. I couldn’t imagine what something like that would cost on

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notice. I did what he said and that’s all that seemed to matter

would eventually melt down or lose my cool. I just hoped

Bane did not. He instructed me to open my mouth and rubbed something all over my

teeth feel clean, like I had just been to the

Bane brusquely rubbed my flesh with a purple goo. The purple faded as the cream sunk in. It didn’t Leave my skin oily, but it gave me

Bane as

my mind screamed at me to resist and to refuse. They had no right to do this, I was not a creature to be bought and sold. I took

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