The orgasm seemed to go on forever, cascading over me again and again until he slid out of me, leaving me exhausted and collapsed over the chair, my silk bonds stopping me from falling to the floor.

I lay there like for a long time, catching my breath and trying to regain control of my senses. Then I heard the spa come on. Oh, the thought of a spa sounded great right now.

Then I felt my bonds being untied and I was being helped to my feet. This was just as well, as my legs would not have supported me at this point; they were still weak and trembling. Walking by myself would have been impossible. He guided me to the spa and helped me slide into it, the blindfold still over my eyes. The warm, soapy water felt good on my skin and soothing around my throbbing anus. I half sat and half lay there for what seemed like ages, enjoying the warmth and the bubbles around me. This was so relaxing. Then I heard him enter the bath and felt his hands lifting me so that I stood in the bath as he washed me with the softest of sponges. This was heaven! I was still enjoying my orgasm afterglow, and now I was being bathed. I felt like a princess

He helped me out of the bath and into a bathrobe, then patted me dry. When I was reasonably dry he removed the robe and dried all my private parts with a towel, making sure no nook or cranny was missed. When I was dry I felt a cold splash on my pussy lips and under my breasts, and I could smell my favourite perfume.

I then felt his fingers on my pussy lips and he slid one finger inside my still warm slit, pushing in between my extremely swollen lips. He grabbed the string on the duo balls and gently pulled. The sensation was electric as the balls pulled against my vagina and started to slide out between my lips. He let them come out very slowly, teasing my swollen lips and starting my excitement again. The balls dropped away and almost immediately I felt something else being pushed inside me, slightly bigger than the balls, but there was only one this time. Next I felt his finger slide between my cheeks and, as before, it was cold and wet, but this time the consistency of the lubricant was much thicker. He just smeared it around my anus and took his finger away.

Next I felt my left leg being lifted and placed through what seemed like the leg hole of a soft, lacy thong, then my right leg, and he pulled it up around my hips. He was dressing me. I had been undressed by men before but never dressed. This was indeed a pleasant if somewhat unusual surprise. Did this mean it was all over? He had not spoken all this time and I dared not ask at this time. He continued dressing me. Next were my shoes, then my bra, skirt and jacket. Then he removed my blindfold and I saw him standing there stark naked and smiling.

“Hello”, he said simply, “I hope you have enjoyed your adventure so far.”

“Yes, I have”, I replied. “So far? Does that mean there is more?”

“Oh yes, we are nowhere near finished yet,” he said. “It is lunch time and there is a table booked for us. I