We didn't meet anyone in the lift or on the way back down the corridor to our room.Having opened the door with her key-card she led me into the room ....I noted that it was almost midnight. We'd been in the spa for nearly 3 hours. The time seemed to have flown by.Karen released her grip on my cock and removed my robe. "Pour some wine, we probably both need a drink".I went over to the trolley and as I poured a couple of glasses of wine I was very aware of my hard cock which looked larger than I've. "To serve me you must prepare," he commanded."Yes Master," I intoned.I heard the door open and Ingrid stepped into the room."Sissy Ingrid will prepare you." He smiled.Getting to my feet I eagerly followed Sissy Ingrid to a nearby room. SoSissy Ingrid, I wonder if she was one of his previous patients, I longedto ask but knew Master had not given me permission to talk to her. Icould see in her eyes that she too had total devotion to Master Nick.As soon as we entered the room I knew there was. She was wearing another tight fitting blouse, this one yellow. Her black pencil skirt gave her figure an amazing hourglass shape. He cupped her ass in his hand. "You better not make me think you're not enjoying this though." He motioned for her to sit down."It's not that I'm not," she said quietly, though she wasn't. "I've just ... I'm married..." He's not here." Don sat down next to her. She looked down at her ring finger; he really wasn't here. "How many men have you been with?" Vanessa. ?? It's okay, in other words, for people to enjoy watching Rambo shoot people, but if Rambo shooting people were depicted in a way that sexually aroused the audience, there would be a moral outcry.Somewhere along the line, someone decided that there was something immoral about the normal human sex drive, and that giving other people sexual pleasure was a sin.? To say that the normal human sex drive is a sin is like saying that it is a sin to urinate or to sweat.? It imposes an unrealistic.