Shoulders taunt to hold my bound arms comfortably, hips angled back in subservience; offering my entrance and lips to his will. Here I was exposed to ...im, and I should trust him to take care.I raised my chin defiantly, unwilling to let on how pleasant his touch was.“You seem to excel at pissing me off, darling.” His fingers dragged my arousal back over my ass, digging into my stinging cheek. “I thought our dinner last night was quite pleasant and yet I receive this.”He had pulled his phone out. Then I applied soap over her neck, armpits, back, ass, navel, thighs, breast, hands, legs and even pussy. I had to do it twice to get rid of the massage oil.I dried her hair and other parts of her body,applied powder at her armpits and I took a purple thong from her travel bag and a pink lacy bra and made her wear that. Readers, it was very hard doing this task. I adjusted the bra such that ample amount of cleavage was visible. I helped her in wearing the underskirt. She took a pink colored bra. Spilling her glass of water on her crackers and cheese. Her face was blood red and her eyes were wide and full of tears. I turned to leave and Carol slammed the door and locked it. Damn, she locked it.Carol grabbed a dish towel from the sink and wiped the water up just before it ran off into the floor. She threw the cloth back to the sink and looked at Kasey.“Kasey Mooreland, this is Billy Sherman.“Billy meet the best friend I have ever had in my whole life. I love her as much as I love my. Please take off your dress and lay on your belly on the table.”It was nothing unusual to be told by the masseur to take off one’s clothes, but in the current circumstances it turned me on, albeit only slightly. I turned my back to Tom and slowly removed the dress; I was not performing a striptease but I gave him a good chance to appreciate my motions. He would soon have the opportunity to appreciate my body in a more physical manner. I laid flat on the table and said:“Could you, please, undo.