Fter about 10 minutes of standing under the pounding water, I quickly shampooed what was left of my thinning hair, and rinsed off. After drying off, I redressed, putting on my jeans again. With the towel over my shoulder, shoes and socks in my left hand, I stepped out of the bathroom, and went into the living room. "No you don't! Back to the room!" I was surprised at the commanding nature in Jo's voice, and found myself turning back to the bedroom, my heart beating strongly. Jo had been sitting on the couch, close to Marie, though not touching. Grinning that same old stupid grin, I walked back and upon reaching the room, I turned and watched her stalk down the corridor after me, a mischievous smirk on her face. "Go ahead and lie down," she said sternly. I lay down on the bed, face down, and put my hands out amateur bdsm and above my head. The bed creaked a bit as she stepped up on it and sat down on my lower back. Once again, I felt that powerful grip as her fingers dug into my back. Even stronger than before, with the increased leverage, she massaged me into a bdsm slave blissful carefree state. Slowly the tension eased out of me as she worked over every inch of my back and shoulders. As I relaxed, I began to drift off, as excitement gave way to contented relaxation.
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