With thanks to bridgeburner for help with the editing.
She turns on the water in the bath...carefully checking more then once to be sure itās the right temperature. She lights all the candles that surround the tub⦠goes to the closet and gets a towel, places it within reach. She opens the windows wide and watches the steam rise from the tub as she pours in the bath salts and just a tiny bit of bubbles, exactly the way he expects her to. The scent of lavender fills the room; the candlesā glow warms her. She goes back to the bedroom where he waits for her. She slowly and carefully undresses him as he watches everything she does silently. She returns to the bathroom and turns off the water, checking the temperature one more time; she kneels besides the tub and waits for Him. Her heart beats faster as she peeks up at him then quickly lowers her eyes again. She waits quietly for him to enter the tub and tell her to join him.
He calls for her to join him and she steps in carefully and sits between his opened legs. He wraps his arms around her and entwines his legs in hers and pulls her close. The feel of his body pressing against hers sends a shiver through her. He pulls her back against him and she leans against his chest turning her head slightly so she can hear his heartbeat. She slows her breathing to match his; closes her eyes and allows herself become a part of him. Their hearts start to beat at the same pace as they both relax and enjoy the feeling of closeness. She wants to be there forever...in that perfect place wrapped in her Masters arms.
Before he can tell her to do so⦠she gets up and out of the tub and stands holding the towel for Him. She lowers her eyes as he gets out of the tub and he lifts her chin and looks into her eyes, into the deepest darkest parts of her soul. She looks at him in awe, nervous and excited wanting to hide, wanting to kiss him, wanting to touch him, but she doesnāt break the eye contact and starts to feel him surround her in her mind and heart.
The moment seems to last an eternity but she knows she must prepare for Masterās massage. He looks away and she continues her preparation. She sets the oil in warm water as she pulls down the bedding....kneels at the side of the bed waiting for him to sit down. He flops himself into the bed and she tries not to giggle... she gets up and gets the oil....tests it a few times on the sensitive part of her arm to make sure the temp is perfect for her Master.
He lies on his tummy, and she carefully places her legs on each side of his thighs...not touching them anywhere. She pours the oil in her hand and rubs her hands together.
She then places them lightly between his shoulder blades and slowly spreads the oil across his back and up his arms. As she does this she can feel him brushing his legs against her own. She smiles and continues. Starting the massage between his shoulder blades she works her way out on both sides. She massages each arm separately working her fingertips into the muscle till she feels it begin to relax. She massages his shoulders and neck then moving slowly down the middle of his back. Being this close to her perfect Master, the feeling of his body responding to her touch excites her.
She feels the warm wetness begin to seep down the inside of her thigh⦠she knows this pleases her Master and continues with his massage. She works on his lower back and buttocksā¦moves outward toward his hips. She works her fingertips hard into each muscle, her hands never tiring, loving that she can please Master with her touch as he so easily does to her with his. Then she turns around, slips in between his legs, and continues to his thighs and calves.......slowly down to his feet and toes....then back up each leg once more.