Teasing Touch: Massage to the Extreme
Just a fantasy," the masseuse whispers, her hands never stopping their sensuous dance on the woman's body. "Close your eyes, imagine... you're in a room full of strangers, all watching, all wanting you. You're bound, helpless, but you're not afraid. You're excited. My hands, they're not mine anymore. They're his, your master's. He's commanding me, guiding me. I'm touching you, pleasing you, but it's him you're feeling. His will, his desire. You're writhing, moaning, begging for more. He's making you beg, making you scream. And then, just as you're about to explode, he stops. 'Not yet,' he commands. 'Not until I say so.'" The woman's body convulses with unfulfilled desire, her mind a whirlwind of erotic images, her body aching for release. The masseuse smiles, her touch never ceasing, her voice a sultry promise. "But that's just the beginning of your fantasy, my dear. There's so much more to explore...