Tristan was right. Showering together with Zhen-Zhen was great torture. When he said that he would serve her from now on, Zhen-Zhen took his words seriously, not giving him the chance to refuse her command.
She let Tristan serve her as if he was her slave- a mortal slave of a beautiful demoness. As they bathed together, she asked Tristan to apply soap all over her body.
Whenever his hands would touch her curves and sexy assets while hearing her soft moan and gasp, Tristan's arousal was getting stronger by the second. He became turned on more than he had ever been before.
What was more depressing was that he couldn't claim her though he was dying to pin her on the wall and enter her core. He tried his luck by pressing his erection to her entrance but Zhen-Zhen immediately stopped him with her threatening look.
