The Deluxe Package

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The Deluxe Package (Closed)

It was a lovely spa, and obviously high end. It had everything its clientele might want in a spa, saunas, massage, yoga and meditation, swimming, all of it contained in a commodious building with comfortable rooms, as well as several outdoor areas so that most activities the spa offered could be done either indoors or out.

Greenhills Therapeutic Spa was much frequented by well off customers looking for a day of pampering at the spa, but it was catered to clients referred to them by doctors, councilors, and therapists for other sorts who needed – for their physical or mental health – to find a way to relax, or to find release, or to get past an number of repressed issues and hangups. Those services required some discretion in the way they were described, and so were mostly contained under the heading of a ‘deluxe package,’ which could be attached to any of the therapeutic services Greenhills offered.

Petra Donelson thought the spa a delightful place to work. Many of the employees were involved only standard array of services, but Petra specialized in the deluxe. She was tall, and in good shape with a curvaceous figure with dark hair and skin. Years as a masseuse had made her hands and wrists surprisingly strong. She was very good at her job and took pride and pleasure in doing it well.

This morning, she set her purse in her locker and stepped into a small changing stall, slipping out of the comfortable jeans and replacing them with fitted white slacks and buttoning a short-sleeved white jacket over her t-shirt. She put her jeans and boots in the locker and pulled on the white sneakers. Then she checked the appointment book for the day.

10am – Cassie Russell – Deluxe Massage.

The entry was followed by notes on the reason for her referral. Petra read them thoughtfully and smiled. Then she went to the appointment room. She lit some candles and turned on the oil diffuser, set out towels and a robe, and adjusted the lighting. Lastly, she turned on some soft music, and then headed out to the lobby. The young man at the front desk gestured and Petra made her way to the slender woman. “Ms. Russell?” she asked, smiling. “I’m Petra. Ready to relax?” she added, gesturing for the woman to follower and leading her toward the room.
 
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“It’s the perfect gift for a workaholic! You deserve it, Cassie. And you don’t know how to treat yourself, so we already made your appointment for tomorrow, Monday, at 10:00am. We’ve already arranged with James for your vacation day, so there are no excuses. You’re going to love it!”

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Cassie thought back to the conversation over her birthday. Great, her boss knew she was having a “spa day”! She hoped not. As she passed large houses, then a golf course, and finally the stone entrance leading to a winding drive up the hill to Greenhills, she knew this was going to be a “luxury”. She wondered how many of her friends must have chipped in for this “experience”.

Cassie had dressed simply, her favorite high-waisted jeans with a loose leg, and a shorter, boxy top. She had showered, shaved, and washed her long, brownish/blondish hair, but there seemed no point in fussing, so she had it back in a loose bun.

As she entered the lobby, she felt out of her league. Velvet couches, large windows, floral arrangements on main tables, the tinkling of an indoor fountain. In the distance, she could see signs for the outdoor pool.

Cassie gave her name to the receptionist and sat down and sighed. Did she even know how to “just lay there” and relax? She felt like there was always something that she wasn’t doing or that needed to be done.

Cassie’s heart skipped a beat as a beautiful, dark-haired, woman approached her warmly and asked if she was ready.

“Hi, yes, I’m Ms. Russell. Nice to meet you, Petra. You may call me Cassie, if you like. Yes, I’m definitely ready to relax, although I’m a bit nervous. I’ve never had a massage before – this is a birthday treat!”
 
Petra had a firm, warm handshake and smiled brightly at Cassie. “Cassie,” she repeated. “Very nice to meet you. Come with me.”

For Petra, there was a lot to be learned in the first meeting. It was a chance to gauge the way a client was going to react to her services. She gestured for Cassie to follower her and laid a hand lightly on her lower back as she ushered her down the wide hallway. She could feel the nervousness radiating off of the woman.

“Never had a massage?” she asked in surprise. “Well, you’re in for a real treat. Someone must really care to spring for the deluxe package.” She offered another smile and a flash of her dark eyes. “A particularly loving boyfriend?” she suggested. It wouldn’t be the first time, but it wasn’t usual, unless somehow the boyfriend didn’t know what deluxe meant. And in any case, it was a relevant fact. Women who weren’t single sometimes needed a little extra care to get them comfortable.

Petra suspected Cassie would be skittish about touching, but that wouldn’t be new either, and she fairly radiated confidence as she guided her into the room. Petra closed the door and stepped over to a small countertop with a sink to wash her hands and bring some massage oils out of a drawer. “You can leave your clothes on the rack there and laid down,” she said. It was another way of finding out her client’s comfort level. Would she take off her clothes behind the small screen in the corner, or out in the open? Would she disrobe entirely or leave her underwear on? Petra watched from the corner of her eye, but didn’t stare. She was beginning to suspect Cassie didn’t know what she was in for, and there was no reason to make her more nervous.
 
It struck Cassie as strange that Petra hadn’t left her alone in the room to disrobe and cover herself on the table.

She tucked herself behind the small privacy curtain and disrobed, leaving on her black, silky underwear.

“Um, do you have a robe that I can wear to your table, or can you give me a minute to cover myself once I’m on the massage table?”
 
Petra looked over her shoulder and smiled a bit playfully. "I promise not to peek if you're feeling nervous." She turned back to what she'd been doing.

"As far as covering yourself, that's ok for the start, but this is a full body massage, so I'll need to move the towel at some point." Cassie was definitely going to need calming down, Petra thought, but then, that was what this was all about.

She stepped over to the counter and adjusted the volume on the music a bit as she waited for Cassie to make her way to the table. "You don't need to feel uncomfortable just because it's your first time," she added sweetly. "I promise you're in very good hands."
 
Cassie sighed, and reminded herself that she was here as a treat. The goal was bliss, not stress.

She quickly tied her dirty blonde hair into a loose bun on the top of her head. She tiptoed to the table and decided to lie face up so that she could pull the sheet/drape upwards, easily.

Cassie took some slow deep breaths, and tried to concentrate on the soft, nature music that was playing. The warmed sheets felt comforting against her smooth skin.

Cassie closed her eyes and waited for Petra to begin her massage.
 
Petra heard Cassie climb onto the bed. She waited a beat and turned. She was face up, with the light sheet that would have usually rested over her bottom unfolded and pulled up over her.

Petra smiled and walked lightly over to her. Once by the table, she stepped out of her sneakers and felt the soft rug beneath her feet. It was nicer this way. She felt more relaxed, and that would help. "Come now," she teased. "I can hardly give you a massage through a sheet." She lightly tugged the sheet down to her waist, and then up from Cassie's toes so that it rested across her pelvis. That would have to go too, but for it could wait til she was more comfortable.

She gave Cassie's hand a gentle touch. "Nothing to be troubled about," she said, and moved to the foot of the bed. She rubbed some oil between her hands til it warmed and then gently spread it down Cassie's legs, starting at the knee and moving down to her foot in slow, firm strokes. Then she took one of Cassies feet in her hands and began to gently knead the sole with her thumbs. She kept her eyes on Cassie. Everyone had had a foot rub before, she reasoned, so let's start familiar.

Her hands gently worked over one foot, then the other, pausing to gently caress her shin between each foot. "How's that?" she asked after a bit.
 
Cassie sucked in her breath as Petra calmly folded down the sheet, so that her arms and torso were fully exposed. As if nothing was unusual, she did the same with the sheet that covered her legs. Essentially, only her hips and groin were covered.

Just as she was about to protest, Petra gave her hand an encouraging squeeze, and then she quickly went to work with massaging her tight calves.

Cassie couldn’t deny it; it was easier to just give herself over completely to this woman, who had just the right touch. Cassie could feel pulses of energy shooting up to her thighs as Petra massaged her foot. It made her feel a little horny.

Fuck, this felt good, and almost . . . erotic? Why did Petra expose her breasts if she was massaging her legs?

Cassie shut her eyes and moaned softly with relief. She could feel her body beginning to relax, while other, deeper parts of her being were beginning to come to life.

"Nice, Petra. That feels good," was all she could murmur.
 
Petra allowed herself a self-satisfied smile when she heard that soft moan. She glanced up and saw Cassie's breasts rise as she drew in breath. Petra's hands slid up past her ankle and began to massage her calf muscles.

She enjoyed the effect she had on women, enjoyed watching Cassie unwind under her touch. There was a professional pride in it, but also a delightful pleasure. Petra paused briefly to renew the oil on her hands and began to slowly spread it over Cassie's thigh, letting her hand drift far up Cassie's inner thigh, but not quite all the way. She told herself it was another way of testing how far the boundaries were coming down, but she was also teasing a little.

She watched Cassie's reaction carefully as she began to massage the muscles in her thigh. Her hands alternated between kneading the muscles and gently caressing with the tips of her fingers, ensuring that the skin stayed awake and sensitive to touch. She worked her way slowly up the surface of Cassie's thigh, gently inching the sheet up as she neared the top. "Still alright?" she asked softly, glancing up to read Cassie's expression and make sure she wasn't moving too fast.
 
Dare To Love

A Dare Devil RP

Matt Murdock was not always blind, he lived next door to a girl he liked a lot. But due to the age difference, but they were best friends. Her name is Sky Wolf, she was there when he became blind. As they got older and he was honing his skills. Mean while at night he was kicking ass. He hid this part of his life to keep her safe. But one night the king pin was there and beat the piss out of him. Sky is a nurse so he ends up going to her.

You can choose to keep his identity or have him unmask because he loves her no longer a child he can move on his action

Pm me if interested.
 
Cassie was so relaxed that she could barely speak.

“Mmm. . .yes. I just started running again, and I didn’t realize that my muscles were so tight. Feels good. . . just right.”

Cassie sighed. Petra seemed to know how to balance the intensity of kneading her tight thigh muscles and then giving them a little rest with a much lighter touch. The combination of the two techniques, helped Cassie to relax even further and trust Petra. She had a confident, warm touch. . .and Cassie began to feel her shyness around her nudity easing.

Cassie could sense Petra tuning in to her reactions… or, perhaps this was just a more ‘open’ style of massage.

Wait a minute. . .deluxe package…oh God, did her friend’s want her . . . pay for her. . . to have a happy ending???

Cassie licked her lips and couldn’t even think about it. Whatever this was, it felt fabulous in the moment, and she wanted to enjoy her massage at the very least.

“Please. . .continue,” Cassie encouraged.

Cassie shifted her hips. Her pussy was tingling and she could feel herself becoming aroused. Fortunately Petra was keeping the pacing of the massage just right for her comfort level.
 
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