" We both laughed. "I'm Sam" I said as I went to shake his hand. "Hi, I'm Steve" he said as he shook my hand. I made my way over to the cart as Steve ...as putting the tray on the desk area. "Is this an ok spot to set up?" Steve asked. "Perfect" I told him. I was checking Steve out from head to toe. Again, his bicep muscles made his shirt super tight in all the right spots. "If I can just get your signature here sir" Steve said. "Don't call me sir. That makes me feel so old. Just call me Sam." I. The spa was scheduled to open at 6.30 am, breakfast started at 7 am, and the bus was due to restart the tour at 7.45 am. This hotel advertised both indoor, and outdoor spas for men, and separate spas for women.It was a so-called ten-minute walk from the accommodation to the spa. There was misty rain, and I thought it might not be easy to find, so I started out at 6.15 am. I reached it by 6.20 am, no problem, as the young attendant was opening the door. He ushered me inside.I found the men's. Jimmy got this kit for me andI’ve been practicing on a piece of leather.” She pulled a large needle from the case and Brittanystruggled helplessly against her bonds.Wendy pulled up the terrified girl’s shirt to reveal her breasts and rock hard nipples. Withouthesitating she grabbed the small bud closest to her and pulled it. Brittany let out a cry of pain andthe extended nipple was soon in the grasp of a peculiar looking pair of pliers.“Please don’t Mistress,” the poor girl begged, “I will be. But the heat of the day had been physically taxing and the wine made me tired and groggy. So I excused myself and crawled off in near darkness to my sleeping bag. The moon had not yet risen, leaving the canyon floor lit only by thousands of glistening stars which served as a guiding light as I stepped away from the campfire.I was in the habit of sleeping nude and tonight was no exception. So off went my swim trunks and I climbed naked into a cozy sleeping bag. This was not done with any erotic.