MY Possessive Mafia Men

MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 118: Shiatsu Massage Chapter 118: Shiatsu Massage

Angelia

The room was a guest room but still with plenty of space to have, massage table. I couldn't tell whose room it was, if it was Marshall's or Kingston's since the only scent in here now was some type of oil. Calming music came from a small portable speaker, setting the relaxing tone in the room. Candles were burning and the lights were dimmed. "Hi," I greeted the kind-looking woman.

"Hello, Mrs. I Morgan. I

I am Maria, your masseuse for today." She introduced himself.

"...I am...I am not...eh." I stammered, trying to explain to her that I wasn't married to Riccardo.. Just the suggestion of it made my heart race. "We are not married." I finally said as I collected myself.

"Oh, I am sorry, my mistake. Have you ever had a shiatsu massage before?" She asked calmly as if she hadn't made me so fluttered that I had forgotten to speak. "No, I haven't had a....what did you call it? Shiatsu massage?"

"Yes, shiatsu is a type of of massage that

t helps balance your body and release tension." She explained..

"Now, if you would undress and lay down on the table on your stomach. I will be back in a couple. of minutes so we can start, there are paper briefs for you on the bed if you want to use them." I nodded, looking towards the bed and confirming that paper panties were laying there. She gave me a couple of more instructions before she left the room.

heaven to get rid of it and I had never experienced a professional massage before. The closest I had gotten to it was at Marshall's house, the night he used a massage candle. Undressing, I left my own panties on and grabbed the paper ones to put over them as well. I climbed up on the table and laid down on my stomach, using the towel she left for me to cover up my a**. It didn't take long until she returned, she had waited just long enough to be sure I was covered up properly. "Let's begin, we will start with your upper back and work

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do was enjoy the feeling of getting some proper care for my stiff muscles. It was, perhaps, the most fantastic and heavenly thing I had ever experienced aside from being with my men. I felt spoiled as I sunk deep into relaxation, the music lulling me to a calm state of mind and I couldn't grasp any thoughts but how sweet Riccardo was for arranging this for me. He had wanted me to accept that they wanted

a

of. Just like one could be a feminist but still want to submit to a man. I didn't have to be one of the other, just the balance. As long as I didn't have to give up that part of me, as long as I didn't become too dependent on them. What was actually the problem? For a good one hour thirty minutes, every ache and worry fell away. My muscles beneath the skillful touch of a professional and my mind calmed down from its usual storm enough for me to see things more clearly. These men, my dominants, were everything I could have dreamed of. They took care of me in a way no one had ever done before and made me feel like I was special and that I didn't need to be anyone but myself. We hadn't talked

find their

at the beginning of our arrangement and they wanted us to get settled

what

it

compare to my dominants and I didn't want to have anyone else to compare them

them

even with Andy, our friendship hasn't been an automatic thing. We had tightened our bond through the years we had known each other. But with these men, the bond was almost in place at the first hello. That had to meant something, right? When the appointment with Maria was over, I struggled to get up from the table. My whole body. felt like jelly, I had never been this relaxed before. She gave me privacy to get dressed and only then did I notice a plush bathrobe hanging on the door. It wasn't in any of the men's sizes, so I figured it was for me to wear. Riccardo was

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was. With one look at the hefty stack of bliss in her hand, I could guess why. I thanked her profusely, not only had she been entirely professional but she

in the presence of another man, strange. My body was slick with massage oil and I could really use a shower to wash it all off Taking off the robe, I went to to turn on the shower and adjust the temperature to my liking. This time, I was prepared for the rain-like water coming from the ceiling. A cold gust of air danced across my skin as the bathroom door opened but I didn't turn around or try to cover myself up. Instead, I reached my hand under the spray and felt the water, just shy of hot and that

I finally turn around. He rubbed the corner of his mouth with this thumb as his