Der Welpe Ist Meiner

Corset pushed behind Sig as she slipped under the water. She pressed her bare chest against Sig's back and reached around to cup both breasts. She squeezed and kneaded them and licked Sig's neck a bit.

"I'll take care of this part. You get the rest. Now, lather up." She said, motioning to the soap that was near Sig.

Just as she's about to wash herself, Sig felt Corset's curvaceous form pressed against her from behind, causing her to arch her body slightly and purred. The licking on her neck made her twitched, and the hands of Corset seizing her breasts elicited a moan from her lips. She probably would have forgotten about washing herself if the woman hadn't reminded her.

"Eh... y-yes..." she replied, before putting some soap into her hands and rubbed them all over her body.

Corset took some of the soap off of Sig after she lathered up and began to rub it all over her slippery chest. She sensually kneaded the tits and though she wasn't particularly looking to stimulate Sig at the moment, she just loved the feel of her pet's tits in her hand.

Once she had them all soapy, she washed them off she let Sig finish up and then smiled. "And now me." She said, whispering into Sig's ear. She pulled away and then raised her arms, showing off her body again. "Where would you like to start?" She asked.

Sig couldn't help but to moan and wriggle around every now and then while Corset washed her, the woman's hands on her breasts felt so good even though she might not have done it with the intention to arouse her. The blonde was almost disappointed when she finished with her bathing as Corset pulled away, although now she had a chance to return the favor to her mistress. She blushed slightly as the woman raised her arms again, trying to keep her gaze focused on her whole figure instead of just some bits.

Her hands than reached for the sides of Corset to apply some soap on it. She'd spread them all over the woman's front, leaving the big boobs of her mistress last so she could wash them "thoroughly". A small grin appeared on her face as she enjoyed the feeling of Corset's full breasts on her hands. They were almost too large for her to hold, but that's what made it felt great. She probably could have spent some time just playing with those large orbs like a hypnotized person as her hands felt like they were sucked in by the breasts of her mistress.

"Mmmmmm...." Corset purred as Sig washed her, loving being attended to in such a way. It made her feel like a queen and indeed she felt like she was one. She loved having young, sexy girls pleasure and wait on her and Sig had been exceptionally fun to make into a pet.

"You definitely need to wash those thoroughly." Corset chuckled as she let Sig play with her tits even after the soap was off. Her nipples were still quite rock hard but she had a fun little idea.

"Why don't you wash them..." She said. "With your tits."

Corset's words startled Sig a bit, and she almost thinking that the woman was being a little sarcastic since she probably had been washing those luscious tits longer than what she might remember. Her mistress didn't seem displeased, though, as she would instruct her to wash those breasts with her own smaller pair, the thought immediately made her blush. It's as if Corset wanted to emphasize the difference between their pairs.

"A-alright, mistress," Sig gulped, before she put some soap on her breasts and spread them nicely with her hands.

Giving someone a bath with her breasts certainly wasn't an alien concept to the blonde. She had done so in the past a lot of times without having to be ordered to do it. She didn't remember doing breasts to breasts rubbing as much compared to washing other body parts for some reason, however. Maybe there's a little part of her consciousness that was aware that her breasts were inferior to some people, even if she felt pretty proud of her body most of the times. In any case, Corset demanded it now, and she simply had to obey her mistress.

"Oohh..." a soft moan escaped her lips as her orbs were pressed against the woman's, her pairs almost felt like they're going to be engulfed completely and devoured by Corset's.

She had to tiptoe herself to reach the woman's chest with hers, so rubbing her orbs back and forth were a bit tricky. The sensation of their mashed breasts soon began to increase her moaning volume, while drifting away whatever thoughts she was having so her mind could be filled with the feeling of pleasure and nothing else...

"Mmmmmm..."

Corset nodded in approval as Sig lathered her tits once more. Feeling the soapy orbs slip and slide together was quite arousing indeed and Corset was loving it. She moaned and purred as well, giving Sig encouraging looks and gasping whenever their stiff nipples made contact.

Of course, she knew her tits were bigger and when she could, made sure Sig's smaller pair was always close to being swallowed up by her own luscious tits.

Once the two pairs were nice and clean again, Corset turned the shower off and reached for a towel. She began to pat herself off, rubbing the terry cloth all over her nude form. As she did, she looked at Sig and smiled a bit cruelly.

"You need to dry off too." She said. "Get on all fours and shake yourself dry like the puppy you are." She insisted.

Sig almost lost herself completely in her washing duties, only to be snapped out as the shower water was turned off. She could feel herself being slightly hot and bothered again, slightly panting as she watched Corset dried herself. The blonde caught the woman's smile and knew that she was up to something, which, turned out as another humiliating task for her.

She twitched and gave Corset a rather reluctant look, but would eventually get down on all fours with an embarrassed expression on her race. Her captor might not have been the first person to treat her like a dog, but it's not so often she had to play the puppy role to the smallest details like this kind of thing.

"Ughh..." she muttered under her breath as she was on her hands and knees, giving Corset another glance of anxiety.

After an initial half hearted shake, she'd give a less reluctant effort to dry herself like a real puppy. She could feel an awkward jolt spreading through her warming back just from doing it. The sensation of a humiliation that she had been so familiar with through her short time with Corset so far.

Corset raised an eyebrow at Sig's reception to her words and the halfhearted attempt to give Corset whats he wanted. The Monegasque opened her mouth to scold Sig when the blonde gave it a serious go.

Corset watched in delight as Sig's cute body wriggled, her tits flopping about to and fro and her wet hair whipping around. The little wiggle of her butt was the cherry on top and Corset nodded in approval. She clapped her hands when Sig was finished and then reached for the girl's still wet hair and began to pull her back into the changing room.

Corset guided Sig to the couch and pushed her into it. "Now." She said, licking her lips. "It's time for a good, old fashioned fucking." She said rather crudely as she went over to a small bag she had left in the room before her match and began to fish through it. "I hope you're ready!" Corset said, taking her time looking as she let the suspense build.

Obviously Sig couldn't really get herself as dry as she would be if she used a towel, but Corset didn't seem to mind that. Her lithe form was then dragged outside the bathroom by her hair and pushed to the couch by the woman, who'd then look for something in a nearby bag.

Sig remained on her spot with a growing excitement as she guessed what Corset would pull from the bag. The hint "good, old fashioned fucking" made her think of a sex toy, but she couldn't really be sure what it was until the cat was out of the bag.