"I think I like having a show before breakfast" she laughed as she saw him dance.
They ate together, but he ate while sitting at her feet while she sat at the table. Looking down at his sexy body, sitting compliantly by her leg, she ran her bare foot up his back and ordered him to feed her.
Sitting up on his knees he held the forkfuls of eggs for her to eat that she lightly licked it off of the end of the tines, while simultaneously stroking his balls with her foot. He whimpered slightly, but did not move, desperately hoping she would continue.
After breakfast she told Steve to prepare her bath, and he jumped at the opportunity. He had not used it all week, as he liked showers, but it did look quite luxurious. A sunken marble tub, obviously built for more than bathing, was in the far corner of the luxurious bathroom and was very large, easily able to accommodate at least two people inside. Squatting down he drew the water and salivated as she dropped her robe and stepped inside. Bubbles had been provided by the ample soap he had added and huge billowing foamy pillows of foam formed on the surface of the water
As Gloria sank down in the hot water she thought about how much she was enjoying her new pet and how well he was trained now. Who could ever have thought, that the guy who so had pissed her off just a week ago would now be her complete and total slave. What a difference a week makes.
When she snaked her foot out of the water, teasingly wriggling her toes in his face, he reached out gently and kissed them, getting soap all over his hair and mouth as he rubbed her silky wet sole over his lips.
She purred again contentedly as he lovingly kissed her foot, and then began lightly massaging the ball of it with his strong hands. Knowing she was hidden under the water, her free left hand stealthily found its way in between her legs and lightly teased her aching clit as she watched him worship.
For the next hour, Steve was her subject body slave as he lovingly ran the soft sponge over her ass and lightly caressed the sweet foamy suds into her breasts. He had gotten into the tub with her to wash her better and the feel of his hard and aching cock on her back, so desperate for relief made her ache as well. The ache that she had now was her need to feel that monster, twitching and desperate, slamming into her.
As she stepped out of the Tub, Steve wrapped her in a huge fluffy white towel she had brought with her. She did not offer a towel to Steve as she said that he should remain perpetually naked, especially in her presence.
"Steve, let's go outside. I feel like having a spa day, and you will be the perfect spa-boy."
Like a hungry puppy, he followed her out onto the veranda and watched as she removed her robe and gloriously laid naked in a pool chair. Tossing her towel to the ground, she reached into her bag and fetched some nail polish and an emory board.
"Ever give a girl a pedicure Steve?"
He shook his head no, and Gloria indicated that today would be a good day to start.
"Before that though, give me a massage. You can find the oil in my bag"
Kneeling on the towel, he poured the warm oil into his hands, rubbing them together with his large strong palms and began her massage. It was incredibly difficult to keep from grabbing her and taking her as he was incredibly turned on, not just by the constant denial and teasing, but by the sight of her beautiful naked body, so enticing laying there. His hands shook as over the next hour he slowly and deliberately massaged every inch of her.
His firm strong fingers worked out every crink in her back and legs, and her ass (and tits obviously) got special attention. As she groaned and sighed in appreciation of his work on her body, she flipped over on her back, exposing once again those gorgeous curves, and again stuck her foot right in his face, grabbing his nose with her oily toes.
"I think I am ready for my pedicure now"
Steve again, knelt down, and began to paint her toes and he dutifully sucked and kissed each one before painting it. As he worked on her feet Gloria lightly stroked his hair and purred like a contented kitten. When he was done, he took them into his hands and brought them to his face, blowing them dry with his hot breath.