Sakura
Sakura let out a yelp as her captor pinched at her rear, before giving it a sharp twist, the pain shooting through her once more. Then, he addressed her again.
"Go clean off, that is an order", he said, unbinding her hands and leaving her to get up.
"Y..yes, master", she said, turned-on by the show of submissiveness.
Dirty and exhausted as she was, Sakura was glad for a rest and a clean up, and she quickly headed for the bathroom. First, Sakura cleaned out her cum-filled rear and, then, needing to clean her blood-covered back, Sakura started the bath running and then quickly climbed into the shower, hissing with pain repeatedly as she washed her still-raw back clean, having made no attempt to heal the painful wounds. Yet, the sensation only drove her arousal higher, her enjoyment of the torment he had inflicted on her obvious.
Having quickly cleaned her back, she then climbed into the now-run bath, once again letting out a slight hiss as the warm water touched her back, beginning to clean herself off. Then, she lay back and relaxed, her tired body enjoying the feeling of the water and her energy gradually returning. As she did so, her mind began to drift off, thinking of all the things her "master" might do to her, her arousal growing once more as she did so, her juices beginning to flow. Barely paying attention, Sakura's hand began to drift gradually towards her soft folds, and she began to rub herself gently, playing with her breasts lazily as she did so.