[R18] King's Domination-Chapter 17: Iris’s Sexy Foam Bath Service (Part 2)

Iris asks Morris for one last confirmation, then turns her back to him and clumsily removes her bra.

Then she slowly removes her thong-like pants, revealing her voluptuous hips, the shape of a white peach.

"Please turn towards me."

"...Yes"

Iris turns towards me.

Her ample breasts, now freed from the corrective bra, are now being held up by her beautiful right arm, while her private parts, which were barely hidden by the string-like shorts, are now hidden by the palm of her left arm.

"Show me everything."

"O-Okay..."

Resigned to her position, Iris moves her arms away, revealing her naked body.

What was revealed before my eyes was beautiful skin without a single blemish.

Her breasts were surprisingly well-formed and voluptuous, and just looking at them you could almost feel their elasticity in your hands. What's more, at the tips of her breasts were small, cute nipples pointing towards me like flowers telling me to kiss them.

Iris's private parts were covered in red hair mixed with the same pink as her own hair, giving off a provocative charm.

"Ugh, I'm so embarrassed."

If you look closely, you can see that Iris's face, not just her cheeks but even her ears, are bright red.

Apparently it's true that she doesn't show her naked body to men other than Morris, which was to be honest not something I expected to be real since Morris's fetish was quite not normal...

"Okay, let's get started now. Please kneel there."

I commanded Iris while desperately trying to suppress the urge to jump on her, push her down and totally devour her.

"First, please use that foam to cleanse my body."

"...Yes"

Iris soaks a cloth from the bathtub in the foam and begins to wash my body.

"That's not actually what I meant. You need to use your whole body to wash me, Iris."

"Pardon?"

"First, please apply plenty of foam to your body."

"Okay..."

Understanding my intention, Iris pours a generous amount of foam onto her own breasts. Her fruit-like, juicy breasts and her plump thighs are filled with the white foam.

"Now just hug me and rub your body against my chest."

"... Okay"

Iris obeys my command and presses her body against mine. Her beautiful, firm and elastic breasts are pressed against my body, and her soft and smooth arms are wrapped around my back.

(This feels really good. I've never seen a woman with such beautiful skin before.)

"Please use your whole body to wash me."

While hiding the fact that I was slightly moved, I commanded Iris.

"Yes. Is this okay?"

Iris uses her breasts, nipples, waist, thighs, and whole body to wash my body. Her soft, smooth skin presses against every part of my body.

They say that even skin contact can be enough to cause pleasure for humans. Adding high-quality luxurious foam to Iris's exquisite skin is bound to feel good.

"This is the first time I've ever felt this good."

There is no lie in what I say.

"... I'm glad."

"Use your fingertips and scrub all over."

"Yes, understood."

Only her slender fingertips wrapped around my back moved like a completely different creature. As expected of a female sex slave of a wealthy man, her fingertips stimulated my pleasure points with precision.

(Hmm, it feels so good. Come to think of it, it was my first bath since coming to this new world. No wonder it feels so good.)

I was so pleased that my cheeks relaxed.

As if she had read my expression, Iris pressed her skin against mine even more vigorously.

The sound of bodies wrapped in bubbles rubbing against each other echoes throughout the bathing room.

"Ohhh..."

Morris stares intently at our bodily connection.

The sight of his lovely sex slave completely naked and servicing another man with her whole body must have aroused his cuckolding fetish.

"This is called 'Foam Bath' and is a service offered in brothels in my previous world. It is a very pleasurable service for men, and many men visit brothels just for this purpose."

Even after hearing my explanation, Morris still had a blank look on his face.

"It's a fairly demanding service offered at high-end brothels only, so some women dislike it. But it also has the benefit of being able to make their customers clean and neat with their own hands."

That's true. It was a service that was very much like sex, but some women preferred it because they felt it was cleaner in high-end establishments.

"There is no other body soap like this in the world, so even if we raise the price, customers are still bound to come."

Morris remained silent despite my desperate sales pitch while performing the bubble dance.

(Okay let's move on to the next task now)

"Okay now, stop, Iris."

I stopped Iris washing away the soap and stood in front of her while she was on her knees.

My now erect Excalibur(my dick) is thrust out in front of Iris.

"..."

Iris stares at my erect dick held out in front of her like a frog mesmerized by a snake.

"Iris, can you wash me?"

"Y-Yes!"

Iris, her face bright red, clumsily washes my Excalibur with plenty of foam. From her expression, it seems that it is the first time she has seen a man's dick other than Morris's.

Her supple fingertips touch my dick and balls.

"Lift your head and look at me Iris."

"....."

Iris' cheeks were bright red as she looked up at me.

A woman this beautiful, kneeling and looking up at a man, cleaning him up. It was an extremely provocative sight.

"Haa-haa... my... Iris..."

Morris was muttering something beside me. It seemed like he was reaching his limit.

"Um, master are you okay? Master?"

Iris looks worried as Morris seems to be acting strangely.

"A man feels the greatest excitement when the woman he loves is taken by another man."

For men, this is the greatest stress, and in order to escape from that pain, their brain waves release a large amount of endorphins into their brain, which becomes a painful pleasure.

This was a sexual fetish called "Netorare or NTR."

"Iris, Lord Morris loves you. That is why he is writhing in pain and pleasure. If you were a woman he didn't care about, he wouldn't suffer if you were taken by another man."

"Oh dear..."

Iris is surprised to hear about a man's sexual preference (that he likes cuckolding) for the first time. But behind her expression, a hint of relief can be seen.

"Let's switch places, Iris. Please do the same to Lord Morris now."

"Understood. Master, allow me to serve you. Please, come here."

"Oh!" Morris's voice is thick with excitement.

"Iris, do it well," he says.

"Yes, Master. I'm happy to serve," Iris replies, her face lighting up as she begins to wash him with her body.

I left the two of them in the bathroom and step out.

"I'll be waiting in the guest room. Please take your time."