My hands were now busy shedding her jeans. I pulled the panties down and my mouth started travelling down and my tongue played in her navel and down. ...She had a magnificiently shaven pussy pink and red in color with slightly darker lips. My mouth touched those lips and she shudderred with a mini orgasm. She pushed me away and kneeled down and pulled my belt off and pushed my trouser and underwear down. My dick jumped up at her. She cooed and put her cheek on it first and then started kissing it.. Twenty-four years old, slim with red hair, she was a quite a prize for the federal field marshal’s forces. Four other people, two women and two men, all nude, were also in the room in the same kneeing position. A variety of welts and bruises covered all their bodies. Her captor, the field marshal, was a normal sized man, perhaps six feet tall. He had a dark tan with light blonde hair and a clean shaven face. He was shirtless and the same light hair covered his barrel chest and slightly. All at once, she awoke, and sat up in bed, saying, "Oh hon...what's wrong?" I apologized for startling her, and for doing what I was doing by saying, "I had to cum again." She held her arms out to me and said, "Mmmm...good...I was having a dream about you...come here." I stepped up onto her bed, and she slid over placing her legs around my waist in a sitting position. "Do you like my nightie," she asked. With that, she gathered up some of the filmy layer and began to stroke my throbbing. He basically provides a total body message and allows the lady to dictate how far he takes the message. I made arrangements for him to come to our hotel room on the weekend and I informed him she would probably allow him to go beyond a regular massage.When my wife arrived, I told her about the message I arranged for her and she was very excited and said it sounded like fun. She took special care in the shower preparing for her message and did her make-up and hair like she was going on a date..