When I sneak into a luxury spa, I have no idea what indecent delights are in store for me
On my first day, I'm caught by a security guard. He marches me off to his office to be disciplined for my misdemeanour, and I quickly discover this dominant and commanding guard wants me to submit to him in every way after he's finished spanking me.
The second time I sneak into the spa, I discover a highly pleasurable use for the pool jets. Caught by a lifeguard, I'm convinced I'm in trouble again, but to my surprise he takes me to the hot tub room, where the jets are ten times more powerful. But now he's in control, and I discover there might be such a thing as too much pleasure.
During my third and final visit I'm tempted by the offer of a complimentary tantric massage not realising what it really involves. As my body starts to respond to the sensual and intimate stimulation, the masseur suggests some spicy extras like a blindfold. Unable to see what's going on, I can't help but suspect he's deliberately teasing me, not giving me the release I crave.
Three days. Three dominant men. Three perfectly delicious BDSM encounters at a luxurious spa.
Maybe it's time I invested in a membership here
This complete series collection contains the following three stories, previously published separately: