It was weird for Shari Fletcher to have her boss rubbing healing lotion into her ass. Normally, Kane Ramsey, did not get rough enough to merit such luxurious treatment, but tonight at the Club he had gone well beyond anything that Shari had ever experienced. The cathartic release that had come from it had been the most shocking part for her.
Kane smiled as Shari purred and lifted into his gentle touch. He had been worried that he had gone to far when they had gotten in the car and Shari could not sit without wincing. So as soon as he had her back to his apartment he stripped her of her erection inducing catholic school girl outfit and began rubbing her abused posterior with healing oils.
Shari pondered her surroundings as Kane worked his magic. It was a nice penthouse apartment in a gentrifying area of the city. The views were fantastic even if the streets were still a bit rough. His decorating spoke to quality and comfort. Overstuffed, suede sofa sectional with recliners built in. An ottoman the size of a dance floor. Massive flat screen that took up the entire wall over the fire place.
His bed was the kicker. An over-sized California King with a wrought iron head board that curled to form circles in various places. There were circles attached to the foot board in 4 spots too. It seemed very industrial until you sank into the fluffy comforter and pillows. There was an odd multi-tiered ottoman in padded leather near the wall that did not seem to have a purpose.
"Shari, I am going to run a bath. You just lay here and relax." Kane said capping the oil and heading to the bathroom. Shari stretched and sank even lower into the comforter. She didn't mean to but she nodded off waiting for him to return.
Kane stood over Shari and smiled at the marks marring her satin flesh. He was not one that usually liked leaving marks but there was something about the way she had taken the punishment that made the marks seem like a source of pride to him. She didn't stir as he ran his hand over her from shoulder to calf, but when he gave her ass a sharp smack she popped up real quick.
"You bath is ready, little one."
"Oh, thanks. I will go take that bath. Yes, sir." Shari said trying to clear the fog in her head. She stumbled off the bed and into the bathroom. The tub was massive with a window that faced the west, she could imagine it was amazing to watch the sunset over the city while you sipped wine. Kane didn't seem like a bath taker to her, so this must be to charm the ladies.
Shari sank into the frothy bubbles and hot water slowly wincing as her tender ass broke the water plane. She sighed blissfully as she lay back in the lavender and lilac scented water. The bubbles surrounded her like a cloud. She looked up when Kane's pants hit the floor.
"Move forward."
"You're joining me?"
"Of course, how else am I going to wash your back... your front... your hair..."
"Oh, my. This is some first class pampering."
"You mouth with soap if need be."
"I will behave. I promise."
"Good girl." Kane said sliding in behind her. He grabbed the soap and created a lather in his big strong hands. He started with her shoulders and began to massage. He could have given licensed masseur a run for the money. He worked her over slowly taking time to work out knots as he moved down her spine. Then he pulled her tight against him and began working on the front of her. His careful soaping of her belly and breasts was sinful. When he started massaging her breasts in full she started to get very turned on. But he made not move to elevate her arousal. He washed her legs and buttocks with the same soothing massage but he used extra care on her pussy. He washed and massaged each dip and valley, each hallow and curve. She felt so clean, she imagined she could serve dinner down there. She tried to arch into his hand but he moved away and dunked her in the water. She came up sputtering.
Kane laughed. "Time to wash your hair."
Shari glared at him over her shoulder but turned her back when he raised his eyebrow at her in warning. She shivered at that look. She sat there and patiently waited for him to do as he liked.
His big hands and strong fingers made the washing of her hair a more sensual experience she had ever imagined. The deep circles and light scratch of his fingers over her scalp made her want to live in this bath tub. The beautifully scented shampoo, with the luxuriant lather, added to the richness of the moment. He did not do half measure. He shampooed twice before he gently combed the conditioner through her hair. He played with each strand as he coated her hair in healing conditioner. When he finished he stood and pulled her up with him. He hustled her into the walk in shower and began to rinse her. Shari was so relaxed and pampered she was beginning to feel cloudy.
Kane pulled her out of the shower and dried her thoroughly. He moved her back into the bedroom, pulled on a pair of pajama pants and sat her on the bed while he combed her hair. He separated her hair into 3 sections and quickly braided it. She smiled as he bent down and kissed her shoulder.
"Now, close your eyes." Kane said jumping off the bed. "No falling asleep and no peeking."
Shari obediently closed her eyes and waited. She heard shuffling, a door opening, a thunk, a door closing, more shuffling. Shari bit her lip trying to keep herself from peeking.
Kane stood before her and grasped her shoulders forcing her to stand up. "Eyes closed, sweet girl." Kane moved her about then stood close behind her watching her making sure she wasn't cheating. He ran his hands languidly from her shoulders to her hands, back up and down her sides, over her hips. Shari shifted. "Stand still."
Kane moved down over her legs, to her ankles then moved his hands so he was grazing the front of her legs as he moved back up, his fingers tickling over the inside of her thighs. She caught her breathe as he neared the juncture hoping for that soft graze across her mound. No such luck. He moved to her hipbones up over her belly and as he neared her breast she tilted to get his touch where she needed it. He moved his hand too quick for the motion to work and gave her ass a sharp slap.
"No, no, no you naughty girl. Don't move. My time, my choice, my control."
"Yes, sir." Shari said with a quiver. Kane's hands settled back on her belly, he stroked up the sides caressing the outside curve of her breast. He shifted direction and danced over the underside. Shari whimpered and held still. Kane settled his hands fully over her breasts and began to pull tenderly at her erect nipples. His caresses became rougher as he pulled and tweaked her flesh. She moaned and fought to stay still.
