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“Can you keep them where I want them or do I need to restrain you?”
“I’ll hold them there, Mistress,” he replied hoarsely.
“Good enough.” Kate nipped his earlobe and played with his nipples as she addressed Yvonne, “Take him in your mouth and play with your pussy, angel.”
Kate watched with pleasure as Yvonne slid her hand inside the lacy pink panty while bobbing her head on Chris’s cock. Kate had Yvonne practicing with a cucumber, and the submissive could now take Chris all the way to the back of her throat. Kate pinched his nipples in time with Yvonne’s ministrations, and Chris held the armrests in adeath grip. As their breathing became heavier and she started to lose her rhythm, Kate decided it was time to take it to the bedroom.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
Yvonne hung back a bit when Kate greeted the other women from Club Indigo. They wanted to look their best to meet Chris’s parents and had decided on a spa-day. Laura, Sandra, and Julie had joined them at True Balance Wellness.
Yvonne had invited Sonja and Suzie, too, but they’d had to decline the offer due to a last-minute catering job that had them working overtime.
Kate had invited others, but Ruby couldn’t come either; she had a new piercing, and it didn’t go well with saunas and pools. Paula had a double homicide on her hands and had sent her regrets, as well.
They changed into their bathrobes and slippers and exited the dressing room with towels under their arms. Julie bounced from excitement like a lightweight boxer waiting for her fight.
Kate chuckled. “You’re like Tigger fromWinnie the Pooh.”
Julie shrugged and gave Kate a brilliant smile. “I’m excited, that’s all.”
Laura shook her head. “It’s a wonder Mitch is able to tie you. You don’t seem to be in one place for more than five seconds at a time.”
Julie pursed her lips. “It’s probably why I like bondage so much. It’s the only time my body and mind go quiet.” None of the women had a response to that, and Julie laughed and rushed forward. “Let’s go to the sauna!”
They spent their fifteen minutes in the infrared sauna, and Yvonne enjoyed the relaxing warmth. She was almost sad when a staff member told them it was time for their treatment session.
Their small group had followed the woman to an upstairs room with a creaking wooden floor for their first treatment. On either side of the stairs were five small wooden beds with blankets and pillows. Yvonne looked over to Kate in question. Her Mistress arched an eyebrow, and they chose two beds to lie on.
The lighting was dim, and soothing New Age music, maybe Clannad or Enya, played over hidden speakers.
“I’m going to place a hot stone on your heart chakra,” the aesthetician told Yvonne. “Just close your eyes and enjoy the treatment. I’m going to touch the stone before I touch you, that way I don’t startle you.”
Yvonne hummed her understanding, and the warm, comfortable weight of a small stone grounded her. The woman moved to her friends and repeated the procedure. Yvonne settled in and looked forward to the treatment.
Soft footfalls and creaking planks alerted Yvonne to a presence, before light pressure to the stone on her chest. Yvonne sighed as delicate fingers applied a fragrant clay mask on her face and upper chest.
The aesthetician moved over to Kate, and Yvonne listened to the music while waiting for the mask to dry.
Light pressure to her chest was followed by a warm damp washcloth which removed the clay and left her skin feeling clean and tingly.
When the aesthetician returned, she said in a low voice, “I’m going to apply day crème to your face and chest now.”
The entire treatment lasted an hour, and after a scalp massage, arms, hands, and shoulders massage with shea butter cream and lotion applied to feet and lower legs, the woman escorted them downstairs for a glass of homemade lemonade.
“I hope you’ve enjoyed your treatment.” The aesthetician looked between their faces, and they all agreed. “Please take about fifteen to thirty minutes before using the other facilities, and enjoy the rest of your stay.”
They all thanked the woman and chatted while they enjoyed their lemonade.
Yvonne looked lovely. She always did, but now with a soft afterglow from the treatment, she was pampered, beautiful, and relaxed. Kate loved seeing her like this.
“Are you ready for the salt therapy session?” she addressed her submissive after she finished her lemonade.
Yvonne leaned into her and rested her head on Kate’s shoulder in a sweet, affectionate way and whispered so only Kate could hear, “Yes, Mistress.”
Kate smiled and addressed the others. “Let’s head for the showers and the next session.” After the mandatory rinse, they all first went into the dry salt room. Here, they relaxed in recliners and barely spoke as they breathed in the dry salty air and looked in awe at the light which shone through the Himalayan pink salt panels on the walls. EvenJulie relaxed. When the forty-five minutes were over, they went to the pool to cool off.
The pool wasn’t large, but Kate and Laura did several breaststroke laps, while Sandra, Julie, and Yvonne chatted along the side. Only one other couple shared the pool with them.
