Chapter 308: On To Other Things

Chapter 308: On To Other Things
Pierre Bronsnic's POV:

Everything has already been brushed through and rinsed out by this point, and I could most definitely tell that she was getting tired. I knew that by this point, she was having a hard time staying seated in this standard setup position in the water.

It would've been a whole hell of a lot different if I were in there with her, but that was not the point of this particular activity. The point of this particular activity was to regain trust. She needed to learn to trust again.

"Are you ready to get out?" I asked her in a calm and reassuring tone.

In the midst of the various trips I've made to the sink, I also made sure to grab a towel and bring it over here. There was something in the opposite corner of the bedroom. Something that should have been moved in there while we were in here. Something that she had yet to see.

I was looking forward to using this particular item. And I'm sure it would most definitely be one that she would benefit from as well.

"Here..." I said as I placed everything else down on the floor and reached into the deep part of the tub.

I removed the drain plug, allowing the water to drain. I waited till the water was about halfway gone before I picked up one of the towels and draped it around her shoulders. I then lifted her hair up and laid it down on top of the towel as I proceeded to wrap a towel around her head.

"Wow..." she said, attempting to look up at me as she drew out her single word. "I have never wrapped a towel around my hair that way before. That was rather impressive."

"Oh, if you think that's impressive, just wait to see what happens next," I said as I reached down, grabbed the other towel, and threw this one over my arm after unfolding it.

I helped her up to her feet and then proceeded to wrap the one towel around her midsection. I knew she would be able to stand for a long time, so I picked her up in a cradling position and headed back into her bedroom.

This next part was going to be the fun part.

Her eyes were closed as we left the bathroom doorway and entered into the bedroom. There, on the opposite side of the bed, was a small table. It was about as long as her bed but not nearly as wide. However, at one particular point, there was a small hole at the end of the table.

The tabletop was rather padded. It was a firm pad, but at least it was comfortable.

"Ma Lociole," I spoke as I barely got a groan out of her. "Ma Lociole," I said as I spoke a bit louder this time. Open your eyes. I want to show you something."

Groaning, she opened her eyes as she looked up at me. I ended up jerking my head upwards as I wanted her to look at what was on the opposite side of the direction she was looking.

"What's..." I heard her ask as she attempted to swallow a bit, knowing that her mouth was dry after taking such a relaxing bath. "What is that?" She finally managed to ask.

As I looked over at the table, she happened to notice that there was a very long and soft white sheeted towel that was laid over the entire surface of the long, narrow table.

"This is something that I had delivered here for you," I told her when she turned back to look at me.

She slowly blinked as I couldn't help but smirk, looking down at her. She was waiting for a better explanation than the one I had just delivered. I couldn't help but lightly chuckle to myself as I leaned forward at the same time I lifted her body so that I was able to kiss her on her forehead.

"That, Ma Lociole, is a massage table," I said as she attempted to unsteadily roll her head back to the other side.

"What for?" She asked not at all, figuring out what I was about to do next.

"I'm going to lie you down on it, and I'm going to give you a massage," I told her in that moment as I walked over and set her down on the edge of it, allowing her legs to hang over the side.

I immediately had to grab her as she was about to fall over. She was literally on the verge of falling asleep.

I knew her body needed rest, and this was one way I could definitely ensure she would remain rested. Especially after I got done rubbing my hands all up and down her soft and sensitive naked skin.

My confined member would have to remain confined during this procedure. But at least it would get to experience the thrill of getting hard once again just for her. She wouldn't get to admire it, of course, but at least I would get pleasure knowing that I was giving her a reward for being loyal to me.

"Here, let's get you to lie down now," I said as I started to unwrap the towel from around her midsection.

She didn't so much as care now as she attempted, and the best way she could at that moment, raise her arms up and out of the way as she made the effort to lie down on her stomach first off. She moved a lot quicker than I had previously anticipated, and she just about rolled off the table. It's a good thing she tried to roll off on my side, as she rolled right into my arms.

"That's not where I need you to be, baby," I said as I lifted her up again and assisted her into position.

When she was lying down, she just about smothered herself on the end of the white sheet that was covering the hole where her face was to be positioned.

"Here, hold on just a moment, and I will fold this down for you so that you can place your face in its proper position.

"All right..." She said, drawing out her words.

She was barely conscious at this point, but at least I had her in the proper position. There, on the other side of this particular massage table, was a small square rolling cart. It had everything that I would need. All the accessories that one might use whenever they give a massage.

I didn't waste any time as I walked over to the other side, ensuring to keep one hand on her at all times. From the moment you start a massage, you don't want to create negative energy when you remove all limbs from the individual being treated.

I had yet to start her massage, but the last thing I wanted was to create any more negative energy for her to deal with. The cart was close enough, so I reached for the top drawer and opened it.

"Now we can get started," I said.