-Lee Chang with Charlotte in his area of the suite -<br/><br/>"I know you will my youngest dove," Chang said with a softness reserved for the quiet time after intense moments. He had no need to present a facade of stone, he was , after all, as human as anyone else. His hand reached out, brushed across her cheek and moved slowly into Charlotte's hair. Fingers moving with an innate knowledge of the young woman's features. "You do so much Charlotte, and you offer without asking in return. You must learn that your happiness, and your wants, are the equal of anyone else."<br/><br/>He continued with the gentle touches to her skin, her neck, cheek and chin met with a sinuous pattern of caresses. Chang knew that Charlotte was most quick to please, but he also knew, that at times, she must reserve herself only to learn the heightened thrill of anticipation. As his hand continued to grace her features with soft contact, his other raised the skirt of her dress, exposing once again the rose red skin outlined by her milk white complexion. He opened his hand, letting it run over the abused flesh with the barest of touches. Not more than a whisper of contact as he surveyed the damage.<br/><br/>"Roxanne has a great gift in her ability to deliver such a pleasurable torment, I know of only few in my travels that enjoy their work as much as she. And she loves you Charlotte, never forget that. This was not done in anger, and one day, you will find yourself standing above her, and you will find that she is willing to both give," he paused, smiled as he thought of the moment that had most recently passed. "And receive."<br/><br/>He let the thought settle with Charlotte, the idea that it might be Roxanne bent over, and Charlotte one morning delivering this tormenting pleasure. His continued touching of her body had two purposes, just as his voice did as well. He wanted Charlotte to relax, to let go of her worries, her anticipation, her thoughts while at the same time keeping her arousal. The slow purr, the roll of words from his tongue, where meant to lull Charlotte to ease while running across her body like extra hands. As he spoke he reached over, retrieved a hand towel and dipped it into the basin of water beside the table.<br/><br/>He shifted slightly, moving himself beneath Charlotte not because of discomfort, but because he wanted to share. Charlotte would be able to feel him, aroused, trapped against his leg, between his own body and hers. She would feel the effects that she had on him, not directly, but she would know how already she and Roxanne had pleased him so very much. Chang once again drew Charlotte's panties from her body, pulled them to just above the knees, exposing her once more had anyone walked through the doors of Chang's private chambers.<br/><br/>"Place your hands behind your back dear, you will trust me, and I will see to your comfort," Chang said as the cool cloth, still partially soaked, was applied to the still warm flesh of her rear. He did not swab at her body, did not drag the almost silken cloth across her flesh. Instead, like a painter slowly adding stipples of paint, he dabbed at her worst marks, letting the chill in the cloth ease into her flesh. The only sounds to be heard were the dipping of the cloth and light wringing of water, and her own sounds of relief. His eyes where intense, he took to her comfort with the same seriousness as he took to her pleasure.<br/><br/>Slowly, carefully, he numbed her woulds, cleaned them of sweat and returned the lightest to a more normal state. He knew that the clockwork device was still in her body, and with the next vibration he was ready. When he felt her body change, heard her breathing become laboured, and senses the tale tell sound of the vibrator he once again wrung out the cloth. This time he did not place it on her rear. But in a calculated motion, he eased the hand towel between Charlotte's legs, slowly cupping her exposed body with his hand, adding the cool sensation of the cloth to the heat residing there. He cupped her, held her, massaging her slowly as the toy ran its course. He did nothing to bring her to release, instead, as he had been doing the entire time, he found her arousal and held it, but he did not grant her the command to let go.<br/><br/>"Do you feel better now Charlotte?" he asked in a quiet and calm voice.