It had been a long day.  Ildac opened the front door and stepped into his house, shutting it behind him with a heavy sigh.  He locked the door, walked into the kitchen and downed a few sips of cherry cola.  Not nearly enough to wake him up.  Five straight hours of combat would put a damper on anyone’s mood.  He headed to the stairs-- an endless flight, it seemed-- went into his room and dropped all his combat gear on the floor.  It was covered in blood, but he did not care right now.  He needed something-- anything to relax his tired muscles.  He sat on his bed and removed the silver white helmet that shielded his skull in battle.  Numerous marks littered its surface.  Arrows, blades, shrapnel… all manners of things that had sought to make Ildac’s cranium their new home, only to be repelled by this piece of blessed metal.  He dropped this final piece of protective gear onto his bed, blue and green eyes drifting up to the bathroom door as he ran his paws through his sweat-soaked hair.
	Bathroom… Bath.  Yes, that sounded wonderful right about now.  He stood, legs cramping as they were once again forced to hold his weight, and trudged over to the bathroom, closing the door behind him.  He didn’t know why he ever closed it.  Not like he ever got any visitors.  Well, most of the time.
	He untied the top part of his ornate battle kimono and let it slide off and drop onto the floor, exposing his muscular chest and abdomen.  Next came the bottom.  He pulled at the long fabric sash that acted as a belt, letting it and his pants slide to the floor as well.  He sighed, opening the medicine cabinet after examining his somewhat battle-blackened fur.  He took an aspirin from a near empty bottle and downed it, closing the cabinet.  He jumped as the mirror-door shut and revealed a familiar white wolf girl standing behind him, arms crossed, body completely nude, and a broad grin on her face.  Her voice came in its usual silky tone, “Hiya, handsome.”
	Ildac relaxed from his momentary panic, sighing heavily and turning around, “Goddess, Nuri, you really need to find better ways to greet me…”
	“Goddess Nuri… Hmm, not sure that has the best ring to it.  I prefer that you simply call me Mistress.” The wolf girl’s eyes narrowed, but her grin remained ever-present, if not more pronounced, “And I’ll greet you in any way I please… pet.”
	Ildac swallowed hard.  He should have known better than to one, forget his place, and two, get fresh with her.  He cleared his throat, relaxing his tense shoulders and casting his gaze downward.  A submissive, apologetic gesture.  He spoke softly and quietly, “Sorry Mistress.  You’re right.”
	Nuri stepped forward and slid her slender arms around him, resting her head on his chest.  Her very touch sent shivers of pleasure throughout him, a certain tingle reaching his sheath and encompassing his entire nether region.  Nuri smirked and nuzzled against his chest, her ear brushing against a nipple, “It’s ok, pet… Just be a good boy, ok?”
	Those words… “good boy”.  Trigger words.  He moaned softly, the tingling increasing, a feeling of hardness starting to creep into his still sheathed cock, “Yes Mistress.  Always a good boy for you.”
	Luckily (or unluckily, depending on the perspective) the trigger words that Nuri put in him were only activated by her voice.  It would be beyond embarrassing for him to have some of these implanted suggestions activated in the middle of a large crowd.  He hoped that she did not know this… but knew that she probably did.  Even if she didn’t, she’d find out.  There was not a secret in his mind that she did not know.
	Nuri’s eyes returned to their more peaceful look, and her grin turned to more of a caring, tender smile, “Now then… It looks like my pet has seen quite a day.  You look so tense.”
	Ildac nodded, putting his arms around his Mistress and holding her close, “Yes Mistress.  A long day.”
	“You need to relax.” Nuri said, leaning up and kissing his lips, gazing into his eyes, “Relaxxxx…”
	Ildac met her gaze without resistance.  How he loved her eyes, those endless pools of blue, of beauty, of dominance and power… He nodded slowly, already feeling the effects of her silky smooth words as they flowed into his ears, “Yes… Relax for Mistress…”
	“All the day’s tension, and all the day’s pain… just washed away.” She just barely moved her eyes to see the shower and bath combination, almost immediately shifting her mesmerizing gaze back to her pet’s already entranced eyes, “Hmm washed… That sounds like a great idea.”
	She pressed him softly against the wall, holding up a finger to imply a “wait here” command, which he obediently followed.  She sauntered over to the bath, looking back to make sure he was following the seductive swaying of her hips, and turned the hot water on.  She sat on the edge of the tub as she waited for it to fill a little, gazing at her pet and beckoning him over with a curling finger.
	Ildac stepped forward as if pulled by her motion, his mind so blissfully numbed by her gaze that he could barely walk without stumbling a bit.  She had him kneel by her, stroking through his hair and rubbing his ears, “Such a cute pet… Such a cute, sexy and dirty pet.  We have to make you clean…”
	He leaned into her petting, a deep murr rumbling in his throat, “Mmm yes Mistress.”
	Nuri smirked, sliding her hand under his chin and tilting his head up so he was once again looking into her eyes, which had taken on a familiar hypnotic light, “Yessss… So relaxed… You can barely feel any of the stress from today… It all just feels like a bad dream to you…”
	Ildac’s eyes began to slowly glaze as she whispered pure sweetness into his ears, her shining eyes caressing his mind and dulling every little bit of resistance that he could muster.  Not that he ever resisted her.
	Nuri turned off the hot water half way and put the cold on full blast to balance the temperature of the water, so it would not be scalding, but soothing.  Her deep blue eyes shone softly onto his, sending waves of pleasure throughout his mind, “Good boy…” The arching of his back and the emergence of his cock from its sheath showed the effect of those words once again.  “You’re such a good boy for your Mistress.” A soft moan and the fluttering of his eyes this time. “Bath time for pet…”
	She turned the water off and felt it with the tip of her tail.  Satisfied, she stood and had her hypnotically dazed pet stand with her, “Go on, pet.  Get in.”
	Ildac mindlessly obeyed, stepping into the bathtub with her guidance, the steam from the water engulfing him as he sat, pure warmth surrounding every bit of his body that the water could cover, “Mmmh…”
	Nuri giggled at his reaction, climbing in and sitting behind him, legs moving around his hips and locking together, “Feels good, doesn’t it, my pet… Oh yes it does…” She started to massage the warm water into his back, rubbing out the dirt, grime and tension from today’s battle.  She murred into his ear, a long, pink tongue tracing the edge, “You’re such an obedient pet… Since you’ve been such a good boy…” she waited for the reaction-- a moan and a little squirm, and then continued, “This is your reward.”
	Ildac was in pure bliss.  His Mistress was making him feel so amazing, and the hot water and steam just melted away any tension and stress he could ever dream of feeling.  He moaned softly at each little rub, every caress along his back as Nuri washed and massaged him.  He was so far out of it that he barely realized when she had put the soap into the water, the only indication being the smell.  He felt her delicate but expert paws rubbing the soap into his back fur, massaging it in, working it into every single strand of fur, before washing it out with that deliciously warm water.  He felt her slipping her paws around to his front, so he leaned into her, their warm, wet bodies pressing together for the first time since they got into the bath.  Goddess, it felt good.
	Nuri worked the dirt out of his chest fur with an expertly patient skill, taking her time, making sure that every little bit was purged from the pure whiteness of his fur.  She smirked and gave his nipples a quick pinch before moving upward to his shoulders, his neck, and up to his face.  This was the first time he really needed to move, as she turned him around and took a wet cloth to his cheeks.  Her eyes were still shining with their hypnotic light, and she occasionally gave him the familiar Mistress to pet compliments. “Good boy,” “So cute,” “Such a good pet,” “Sexy, submissive boy” and the like.  She finished up with his face, having him slide down to the other side of the tub.
	Ildac murred deeply as she started to wash his lower region.  She started at his hips, working slowly, almost teasingly as she continued to stare at him with her entrancing eyes.  She worked her way to his stiff cock, running the cloth gently over it, which needless to say, made Ildac make some noise.  She scrubbed his pubic region softly, her intent being more to clean and tease than to make him cum.  After a few moments of cock teasing, she moved down his legs, finding the most dirt to be around here.  Somewhere in the back of Ildac’s mind, he knew that he should be squirming nervously.  He knew that there should have been some sort of anxiety as she moved lower and lower down his legs, toward his sensitive foot paws.  But he was so dazed from her hypnotic eyes that he could do nothing but sit there in anticipation.  She scrubbed lower… lower… so slowly that she had to be teasing him.  Had to know that he was dreading but at the same time totally wanting her to reach his feet and drive him crazy.
	And then it happened.  She brushed the cloth gently over the bottom of a foot, and Ildac came alive with giggles and moans.  Nuri smirked, ceasing the hypnotic assault for now, letting his mind recover a bit and feel every little touch to his sensitive feet.  It was a sensation that drove him up the wall, the ticklish and arousing rubs and strokes going up and down, between each toe.  He could have came right there, and probably a second time shortly after.  He was already so aroused from everything she’d been doing, all he would need was just a few minutes of stimulation.  Just a few amazingly pleasurable minutes.  But he knew that she would not give that to him so easily.  Oh no, he would have to endure the teasing as long as she wanted him to.
	Nuri could not help but giggle as she teased her horny pet’s feet, even after she’d finished washing.  She ran her nails up and down the pads, grinning as he burst into laughter and moans.  She kept it up for a good while, until he was crying from laughter, and then slinked up onto him, their sexes so amazingly close that he could feel her heat.  She stopped just below where his cock and her pussy would meet, her eyes slowly, ever so slowly blooming into a maelstrom of colorful spirals, “Look deep… into my eyes, pet…”
	Ildac’s eyes widened, and his hormone-flooded mind could not resist the hypnotic spell of her eyes, his own multicolored orbs soon mirroring them, spinning in dizzying patterns of randomness that entrapped his mind, “Yes Mistress…”
	Nuri smirked, sliding up a little more, letting the tip of his cock rub against her clit.  She swayed back and forth, churning her hips against his hard shaft, moaning softly, “Nnnh… Good boy… You’re not done yet, though… Mmm no, you’re going to be teased… You love being teased, don’t you…”
	Ildac moaned loudly, the sensitive tip of his cock finally meeting her sex, his entire body aching for more.  Still, her words rooted themselves within his mind, locking his orgasm until she allowed it, “Yes Mistress… Ooh, pet loves to be teased…”
	Nuri reluctantly pulled herself off of him, turning him around and adopting the same position as they’d started in, with her legs around his waist.  However, instead of locking them this time, she put her foot paws on either side of his cock, squeezing them together and moving them up and down, “Sooooo horny, pet… Feels so good…”
	Ildac’s eyes widened once again, and he moaned twice as loudly as before.  He leaned back into his Mistress as his cock was stroked by her feet, a whole new level of pleasure reaching him.  She had never done this before, and her textured footpads felt so amazing on his sensitive cock.  In his hypnotized state, he could feel everything at least twice as pronounced as when his other senses were awake.  She had already made sure of that in a previous session, in which she made her hypnosis a suppressor of his will and an enhancer of his sense of touch.  And boy did it work.
	Nuri kept this up for a long time, enjoying his moans and twitches.  She finally stopped when her feet started to cramp, and turned him toward her.  She gazed deeply into his eyes-- deeper than before, in a will-shattering gaze that sent a sharp wave of pleasure through him.  He actually moaned from her gaze alone.  She snickered and pulled him on top of her, forcing his cock into her waiting womanhood, gasping sharply, “Aaah..!  Mmh mate with me, pet… It’s been so long…”
	Ildac needed not another word.  He humped her feverishly, eyes still spinning from earlier, his throbbing cock sliding in and out of her quickly and effortlessly, the water lubricating them nicely.  He moaned and panted with each thrust, water splashing and sloshing around and out of the tub as he rode her.
	Nuri was, as expected, having the time of her life, her hot womanhood filled nicely by her pet.  Her breasts bounced as she was humped, back arched and head hanging back as she moaned, cooed and cried out in ecstasy.  Her climax built quickly, and she felt her walls tightening around him as she came.  But once was not enough this time.  She urged him to keep going, commanded him to keep humping her, keep fucking her until she allowed him to cum.  She knew, somewhere in her pleasure-rattled mind, that he was going to go mad soon, so she would only make him give her one more orgasm.  Or two.  Or three.  No, she convinced herself, she would only go for one more, for the sake of her pet’s health.  Her second orgasm built even quicker than the first, and she was soon crying out for her pet to cum, to fill her up, to pump her full of his seed.
	And he did.  He came hard into her not once, but twice.  Two simultaneous orgasms, impossible for any mortal body, blasted into her from his almost painfully throbbing cock, his eyes shut tightly as he moaned, each bucking of his hips giving her more, more and more of his cum until finally, after several moments of explosive passion, it finished.  Ildac collapsed onto his Mistress, breathing heavily, his mind completely broken and submissive, as it usually was after such a session with her.
	Nuri gasped and panted as she came down from her high, arms flopping weakly over her pet’s back, “G-G-God… damn… wow… Good boy…” She giggled and gave him a soft kiss on the lips, “Mmm that was incredible…”
	They sat there for a long time, recuperating from their intense orgasms and enjoying each others’ company in the afterglow.  Half an hour passed and neither said anything, an unmistakable love and affection circulating between them, before Nuri finally snapped him out of his trance and had him get up and out of the tub.  She followed and grabbed two towels, handing one to him, “I wonder just how clean we wound up becoming in the end.”
	“Depends on your definition of dirty, Mistress.” Ildac said with a snicker.  They dried off and went, still a bit wobbly on the feet, straight to Ildac’s bed, knocking the helmet onto the floor, where it landed with a dull thud, and the wolf girl and her pet immediately fell asleep in each other’s arms.  It had been a long day… but at least it ended well.