Later after a month I again visited the spa as usual and asked for the same massager who used to massage me regularly since she knows my pressure poin...ts and stresses areas very well but the person she is busy with the client and I have to wait for a while and I said ok and was sitting in the couch in waiting area and suddenly she came out and saw me and just pointed her hands towards to massaging room and winked at me but I din understand anything,Then she whispered male massage female is. She spoke softly: ‘I’m truly sorry. Take me, use me as a sexual object as I deserve nothing less.’ I became aware of the dampness on my thighs – it wasn’t seawater. I propped her up. ‘Get in the bedroom… I’m going to fuck you… hard!’ She rubbed her badly bruised buttocks and meekly padded in the direction of the master bedroom – aptly named… now. I entered the room. She lay naked and spread eagled on her back. Her thick and lustrous hair spread out from around her head – it still appeared moist. Itried to remember when that photo might have been taken, but couldn'tremember.The day was uneventful, had lunch in the lunchroom with other girls.They all were so nice.Close to the end of the day, my doctor called asking me to come upstairsto see her before I left work. Why did she want to see me?The day was coming to a close and the other girls popped their heads inwith a big smile saying, "Sure hope your first day of work was fun, seeyou tomorrow Tom."I decided it was time to go upstairs and. “No” I whisper.I climb off the bed, rummaging underneath it and removing two items. The first is the large pair of rubber testicles I used with Mr Chesterton. I figure Jimmy might need something to bite on in a little while. The second is a ludicrously oversized dildo. It was a secret santa gift in my last year in college. It’s bright purple silicon with glitter all through it. One end is sensibly proportioned for a vagina-having partner to grip comfortably (and yes, you really need good kegels.