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I couldn’t think of anything to do other than what he’d asked. My mind wouldn’t string together coherent thoughts as I walked around to Dmitri’s back and squeezed all the water out of the washcloth over his shoulders. It dripped down over his strong muscles, catching in the small of his back for a moment before running over the firm mounds of his ass.
I gulped, trying to hide the sound and my reaction. My cock stiffened in my trousers in spite of me begging it not to. I went back to the basin to soak the washcloth again, then squeezed it out over Dmitri’s chest. Again, I had a hard time not watching the water run its way down his chest, around his dark nipples, and into the hair around his groin.
“That’s right, pup,” Dmitri growled, then grinned. “You might as well get used to the sight, since you’re going to be seeing it a lot.”
I wasn’t certain if Dmitri meant his naked body in general or the way his cock twitched as it filled, getting harder. Hewouldfind his bath erotic. Or maybe it was my discomfort that turned him on.
And Iwasuncomfortable. Even when I turned away from him to wet the washcloth so that I could wring it over his body one last time. How could I not be uncomfortable when I was reacting to Dmitri’s body exactly the way he wanted me to? I knew he was gloating over the fact that the sight of him aroused me.
I hated thinking of myself as such a whore, but I couldn’t help but lick my lips as I watched more water droplets spill over Dmitri’s muscular arms. The man was responsible for Peter being raped. He was unrepentant about everything he’d done, all the ways he’d hurt people. It was because of him that Riley and Barber were dead. It was unthinkable for me to even entertain the idea that I might like the way his thick cock felt inside me.
I moved back to the wash basin, wetting the rag again, but rubbing the soap through it this time. Dmitri remained quiet as I returned and began scrubbing fragrant soap over his body, starting with his back. I alternated between washing and rinsing him, frustrated that there was nothing to sop up the water that spilled from him and no real way to rinse him clean. The river water wasn’t the same as fresh water, but even so, within a few minutes Dmitri’s body smelled infinitely better, and the grime that had coated him mostly came off.
It was when I walked around to scrub his chest and belly, then his thighs, that I realized he had me in something of a trap.
“Why are you stalling, pup?” he asked me with a grin as I tried to look at his groin without staring. “I want to be clean all over.”
I drew in a breath, weighing my options. I could put up a fuss and be difficult, or I could just get it over with and wash Dmitri’s cock and balls. He would probably demand more once I started in on them.
Jace would refuse. He’d argue with Dmitri and throw the washcloth in his face, then turn and walk away. Lefric would probably make some sort of a joke and turn it into a moment that made him look adorable. Orel would probably keep his head up and stare defiantly at Dmitri, but do whatever he asked anyhow.
But I wasn’t Jace, I wasn’t Lefric, and I wasn’t Orel. I had none of the good qualities of my friends. I couldn’t turn the moment into anything other than what it was, a humiliation.
All I could do was buy myself a few extra seconds by wetting the washcloth again, then rubbing it over the crease of Dmitri’s groin for a moment before scooping my hand under his balls to clean them as gently as possible.
Dmitri did not ease my humiliation at all when he groaned deeply, tilting his head back.
“That’s right, pup,” he said. “Give your master pleasure while you bathe him.”
I swallowed, then did exactly that. I cleaned his balls thoroughly, then drew the wet, soapy cloth up his hard shaft. He already had a bead of pre-cum at the tip of his head, and as I pulled his foreskin back to make sure I cleansed the whole area thoroughly, more seemed to leak from him.
I was able to concentrate on my work long enough to do a decent job of cleaning him, then rinsing after dipping the cloth in clean water. Dmitri seemed to enjoy the way I washed is ass as much as he had the way I’d inadvertently stroked his cock.
I thought I would be done with the humiliation after that, but he pointed to the floor and said, “You’re going to do my legs too.”
I stared straight into his eyes, telling him silently that we both knew if I went to my knees, it wouldn’t be solely to wash his legs. I didn’t see that I had much choice in the matter, though. I’d told Magnus I would be Dmitri’s pup in every way until we learned what we needed to know from him. There was no doing that halfway.
I dipped the washcloth in the basin and soaped it up one more time before sinking to my knees by Dmitri’s side. I hoped that by not positioning myself in front of him he would understand I wasn’t offering to suck him off.
That worked for about the length of time it took me to scrub and rinse the grime from his thighs and calves, then to quickly scrub his feet. In my head, I whispered prayers that he wouldn’t ask me to kiss or lick his feet to clean them. Some people liked feet, I knew, but I was not one of them.
My prayers were answered.
In a way.
In a way that made me wish I’d been more specific about my prayers.
As soon as I moved to stand, Dmitri turned so I was kneeling in front of him and put his hands on my shoulders to keep me from getting up. When I glanced warily up at him, he wore a wicked smile.
“I think you know what I want, pup,” he said, his voice hoarse with desire.
It didn’t help matters that my face was right at the level of his groin. He was still hard, and as I stared at him, contemplating what I knew he wanted, he reached a hand to roll his balls, then to stroke up his length.
“Open up and show me what sort of pup I’ve acquired,” he said.
I didn’t know what to think or feel. My mouth instantly started to water. I should have flashed back to memories of all the times I’d blown Ludvig, but instead I instantly remembered the way Peter had swallowed Jace to the hilt that first day we’d all met, when we were out on the platform on the river together. I hadn’t told them then, but I’d been deeply impressed with Peter’s ability to swallow Jace whole and to bring him off so quickly.
Peter’s mouth had been around the same cock in front of me now. Would Dmitri think of that? Would he compare me to Peter and think I was useless at sucking cock too?
