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Happy Feet

The neon sign said "Happy Feet Asian foot massage." It was late but they were still open. He led the way. I happily followed. "Two massages please." The young Asian girl smiled. "You want special?" she asked, with a twinkle in her eye. "Yes please" He smiled back. I have no idea what "special" is, but I want it, and He does too. The young woman and handsome young man led us into a large back room. Red velvet dr*ped the walls and furniture and gold statues and ornamentation made the room feel royal. A large waterfall was in the corner of the room. On one wall a shelf held several objects of various sizes looking very insertable. The smell of exotic oils filled the room. The waterfall accompanied the soft Asian music as if it was conducted to do so. The room was warm and moist and dimly lit. Another male and female entered the room. They began to undress me and the first duo began to undress Him. They removed every stitch of clothing including my panties which surprised me. I looked at Him and He smiled wordless approval to me and I knew that was His consent. The beautiful young woman ran her long exotic nails over my body as I shivered and moaned. They both led me to a massage bed that was low to the ground and near the water fall. I could tell the girl wore little but a silky robe. Her perky little nipples nearly pierced the fabric. Her smooth olive legs peeked out the slits on the sides of her robe. They laid me on the low massage bed richly wrapped in buttery soft silks. The girl straddled my chest as she began to massage my face, temples and scalp. Her soft musky smell perfumed the air around me. I swallowed, uncomfortable with how aroused I was becoming. The young man poured warm oil on my feet and legs. He heavily kneaded, pounded and massaged every pressure point on my feet before moving up my legs. In my peripheral I could see Sir was enjoying the same treatment not far from me. I finally relaxed into the experience overcome by pleasure, pain, scents and sounds. They continued massaging and pounding on me. I couldn't help but moan and sometimes whimper. When I flinched it seemed to make them hit harder. I was confused by the alternating waves of intense pleasure and pain. My body was buzzing and my teeth began to chatter as they sometimes do when I'm overwhelmed with sensation. She smiled at me then slipped a silken blind fold over my eyes. The room went black. Suddenly both wrists and ankles were restrained tightly to the corners of the bed. The restraints were soft and comfortable but as I began to struggle, I realized there was no escape. I began to panic and my heart beat out of my chest until I heard Sir whisper in my ear "it's ok." The rest of my senses heightened. I could smell her wetness very near my face. I could feel my self dripping down my legs. They beat me up and down my body with different implements. I could feel thin leather straps, bamboo canes, paddles, hands and more. They beat my breasts, vagina and thighs. As someone methodically beat my aching mound, another set of hands squeezed my breasts incredibly hard. I felt her straddle my face. I gasped for air before I greedily devoured her. I could hear her shout orders in another language as her juices ran down both of my cheeks. Then came the insertable objects of increasing sizes. Some were hard and cold like metal and glass. Some were pliable and warmer like rubber. Each one gradually stretched me and filled me fuller and fuller. Someone continued to cane my chest and thighs as I was penetrated and pounded rhythmically according to the strange music that was playing. Orgasms flowed like crashing waves one after another and another, till I cried and laughed and snorted and screamed. Stop! Please stop! Then involuntarily begging for more. When I was certain I was going to pass out, the loud fast music came to a halt. A pleasant intoxicating song filled the air. Several sets of hands now massaged my convulsing body till I was calm and euphoric. Towels scoured my skin of excess oil. I could feel at least four people gently blowing on my skin all over. Then long soft feathers petted every inch of me. I softly moaned and sighed. I was wrapped in warm blankets and they lifted me onto a luxurious giant bed next to my loving Sir who held me tight and kissed me to sleep.

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