My face was red; there he was, rubbing my back, while I was stripped naked in the bath. I know I am married to him, but come on; does he have to go that far? "I can do it myself" I mumbled. "Stop moving I am nearly done" he complained washing my shoulder. The bubbles couldn't hide all of me; it was humiliating, as the light was bright enough to see everything. "You shouldn't hide yourself, you are remarkable for a human" he smiled. I could only give him an evil glare "That's easy for you to say... you aren't the naked one!" I covered my chest with my arms leaning further away from him.
Suddenly, he removed his coat...tie...and shirt. "What are you doing?!" I yelled watching him. He grinned "playing fair, now, come back here" he pulled towards him, removing my arms.
Slap!!! A red mark...appeared on his left cheek. "Don't you dare!!!" I screamed, throwing the sponge at him "Get out!!!"
He disappeared immediately, making the room fills with silence, now I could relax and enjoy the bath. "At least he got the message now" I said to myself, before getting my head under the water.
The next trouble didn't take long. I wasn't sure if I should be turned on, or feeling sexually harassed. He was in my bed underneath the covers, on the chair nearby...his clothes. "Please tell me this is a joke of yours!" "What if it isn't?" "...get...out" he obeyed and gout out of my bed. "And put some clothes on!!!" I threw these things at him.
Unfortunately, he didn't seem to get the hint, as his hand grabbed me and dragged me into the bed. "Let go of me!" I yelled grabbing on to my bathrobe I am wearing. "Relax; cant a husband not sleep beside his wife for once" "Not while he is in the nude." He grabbed my hand and placed it onto his chest "Now is your turn to touch me." I tried to look annoyed, but I couldn't control the small smirk that appeared on his face "nice..." I thought. He seems to notice my interest and come closer, this got my attention, I removed my hand and turned my back at him "Leave me...I am tired." We aren't done just yet" he said sitting up. "Eh?" I watched his move going to the bedside table. "Turn around" he ordered, holding a small jar. "Why? What is that?" I asked a little scared. "It's for your wounds to heal, Walter gave it to me. You should be able to sleep better with this" he said, opening the jar. I didn't as he told me to, it felt like I am been pampered. He massaged it on to my back, gaining moans from me. After another fight with him, he took care of the other wounds...they were all over the place.
In the meantime, I fell asleep, not caring if he was still around. He lied beside me and watches me in silence. "She will be a wonderful Master... when the time comes." He wrapped his arms around me and closed his eyes, hearing my steady breathing as he fell into a deep slumber.