In the grand, marble bathroom, Myself reigns supreme, her nude form reclining in the vast tub. Her subject, a trembling, eager male, awaits her command. "Bathtime," she purrs, her voice echoing off the cold walls. He approaches, his eyes fixed on her glistening pussy, ready to serve. She spreads her legs, inviting him in. His tongue, hesitant at first, begins to explore her, tentatively tasting her wetness. She guides him, her hands firm on his head, as he learns the art of pleasing his queen. The room fills with the sound of his servitude, the splash of water, and her soft, commanding moans.