Even After Washing, It Keeps Getting Dirtier
“W-Why… why’d you come in…?”
“Wouldn’t it be faster to get ready together than separately?”
Under the excuse of saving time, Ivan kneaded her breasts relentlessly, like dough.
“Haaah… wait, why are you grabbing my tits like that…!”
“I’m washing them. Stay still and don’t move.”
“Ughhh…”
At Ivan’s words, Rosa immediately stopped squirming and froze, letting him lavish attention on her breasts.
Her body twitched with every squeeze, her head whipping side to side, but this was practically no resistance at all.
No resistance at all wouldn’t turn me on anyway.
This was just the right amount of reaction.
“Let’s loosen you up first, then soap up. It’ll be more comfortable that way.”
“O-Okay…”
It was a lame excuse, but it worked like a charm.
Of course, “loosening her up” just meant tormenting her breasts even more.
He kneaded them to the perfect intensity for maximum pleasure, scraping his fingers over her hardened nipples to keep the stimulation going.
“Haa… haaah…”
Kneading her soft breasts under the warm water was pure bliss.
Even the way she twitched in his arms felt adorable.
“You feel nothing killing people, but you’re so weak to this.”
“Shut up… just shut up…”
“Still got some composure left?”
Squeeze! “Hnnngh…!”
She jerked and shuddered.
When he clenched her breast hard, she threw her head back, her body trembling.
“D-Didn’t you say you’d just loosen me up…?”
“I am. Just like meat needs tenderizing, the body does too, right?”
“……”
It was an example she couldn’t possibly relate to, but Rosa didn’t argue back.
Slap!
His cock had gotten hard from all the breast play and now pressed against her back.
“Nngh…”
The smooth feel of her back against his dick was stimulation enough.
But Ivan held back, obsessing over her breasts.
As time passed, her reactions grew more intense—he could tell she was edging closer to climax.
“If you want to cum, go ahead. It’s only natural.”
“What’s natural about cumming in the shower?”
Rosa turned her head in disbelief, but when he squeezed her breasts again, she arched back, lost in pleasure.
“For someone as sensitive as you, Boss, it’s natural. Normal people wouldn’t feel it like this.”
“Hah…! You’ve been getting rougher with your words since last night, but I’m your boss. I’m not soft enough to cum from a little fondling.”
“We’ll see about that soon enough. It’ll be over in a bit, so hang in there.”
He announced it casually, ignoring her obvious irritation.
How long could she keep up that confidence?
He was dying to find out.
*****
“Ohooooh♡♡”
Splashhh!!!
“That’s your fifth orgasm already. Can’t hold back at all, huh?”
“Sh-Shut up…♡”
Any excuse about “loosening her up” was pointless now—he just tormented her breasts relentlessly.
The result? She came five times in quick succession, squirting enough to soak the shower wall.
“Ah, look… handprints…♡”
“You’re covering up with a dress shirt and suit anyway—what’s the difference?”
“……”
She had no comeback, just hung her head in silence.
“Alright, let’s move to soaping up. Behave this time. No cumming. Think you can manage?”
“…I’ll try.”
She wouldn’t last anyway, but that was enough.
Ivan lathered his hands with soap and rubbed it over her body.
“Haa… haa…”
The aftershocks of her orgasms still lingered; even light soaping made her twitch and react.
If I wanted, I could fuck her right now and she wouldn’t complain.
She was visibly at her limit.
But seeing her naked body up close was driving him crazy too.
No wonder they say late-night temptations are dangerous…
Once you start, you can’t stop—that’s the scary part.
After soaping every inch, he grabbed her thighs with both hands and spread her legs.
“Eep…!”
“Keeping your body clean matters, but your important parts matter more.”
“…Then I’ll wash down there myself—”
“Once we start, we finish. Can’t waste the help.”
No matter what she said, Ivan had already decided.
And she knew it.
He spread her legs and glanced between them over his shoulder.
Sticky fluids dripped from her pussy—she was no different from a bitch in heat.
He moved one hand from her thigh and started soaping her pussy.
Scrub scrub scrub scrub…!
“Hiiyaah♡♡”
Splashhh!
His rough palm on her pussy sent her straight into orgasm, squirting wildly.
“Didn’t you say you’d try? At this rate, the soap’s pointless.”
“Haa… ha…♡ It was too sudden, that’s all…”
Rosa made her lame excuse, body quivering.
Her eyes were half-rolled back, dazed like she was high.
“Then let’s start over. Hold out this time.”
Everything so far had been a teaser.
His large palm could cover both her pussy and swollen clit at once.
Meaning double the pleasure she had to endure.
Scrub scrub scrub scrub scrub…!
“Oheek♡♡”
Once he got serious, she thrashed like she couldn’t take it anymore.
But Ivan wrapped an arm around her waist, pinning her in place, and kept up the “soaping” caress without pause.
“St-Stop♡ Go easy, please…♡”
“Finishing fast is easier than going slow. Just a bit longer.”
To her, it was a death sentence.
Nothing would stop him now.
“Nngooooh♡♡”
Spurt!!!
She couldn’t hold out long, squirting hard onto his palm as she came again.
“Heek…♡ Hiee…♡”
“Keep squirting like this and what’s the point of washing?”
Slap slap slap!
He smacked her pussy like he was scolding it.
Spurt! Spurt!
Even that triggered a light orgasm and a twitch, but it didn’t matter anymore.
Fuck, this is hot as hell.
He wanted to torment her as much as she turned him on.
Any guy who saw their charismatic boss reduced to this pathetic pussy would drool and take advantage.
“Every time you cum, that’s one minute of punishment. With stakes like that, you’ll hold out, right?”
“What the…?”
Slap slap!
“Hooooh♡♡”
“Got it?”
“G-Got it…♡”
She questioned it, so he just kept smacking her pussy.
Finally, she nodded in submission.
Scrub scrub scrub scrub scrub scrub…!
He started soaping her pussy again, thick and sticky.
“Hnnngh… hnnnngh♡♡”
Rosa bit her lip hard to endure.
Head thrown back, body jerking wildly—but she knew if she didn’t, she’d cum.
Her hips bucked slightly, but Ivan shifted his arm so his hand pressed her lower belly.
“Haa…♡ Haaaah♡”
Tears streamed from her eyes.
Suppressing pleasure instead of embracing it was torture.
Not that I’d know, being a guy…
Maybe like edging? Just a vague guess.
“Hnn… heeee…♡”
The pussy soaping dragged on, but once he confirmed every crevice was lathered, Ivan gave it one final smack to finish.
“Soap’s done. Just rinse now.”
“Heek… hiek… finally over…♡”
She turned to look at him with a proud smile, like she’d conquered holding back without cumming.
…Seeing that smile suddenly made him want to mess her up again.
“One last quick massage, then.”
He shifted both arms so his hands targeted her lower belly—right over her womb.
His big, firm hands gently covered it.
“What now…?”
“Told you. Quick massage. Won’t take long—bear with it.”
“…♡”
It was a quick massage, sure.
Just with impure intentions.
Her gaze dropped to his hands cradling her lower belly.
The moment it did, Ivan pressed down firmly, massaging her womb.
“You looked stressed, so just a little massage.”
“Ah, wha…?”
Sudden massive pleasure hit her body, short-circuiting her brain into a brief stupor—a grace period before it melted her mind.
“Nngoooooooh♥♥♥”
Spurt! Splashhh!!!
After a split-second freeze, her back arched like a bow into the orgasm of all orgasms.
It dwarfed everything before, blasting the wall with overwhelming pressure.
Anyone unfamiliar would mistake it for piss.
“Ohooogooo♥ Uooooh♡♡”
She made sounds no boss ever should, head thrown back.
Her twitching bordered on convulsions, showing no sign of stopping.
Ivan took it further.
Press… press…!
Knead knead knead knead.
Ignoring her climax, he massaged her womb in earnest, tormenting it.
“Huaaaah♥♥ Oheek♥ St-Stop, pleeeease♥♥”
“Cum hard for all you held back. My gift for tormenting you too much.”
“I don’t need that sh— ohoooooh♥♥”
She couldn’t even speak through the orgasms.
Ivan just watched her chain climaxes, continuing the womb massage.