Mira was efficient but bold, consider they had slept together she was not afraid to tease Brynhilde little. A small drop erotic feeling along with massage but engines humming and relaxing more after all. Her fingers digged deep to unknot any muscles but she watched not press on bruises but she did massage them too gently; so the oil works better on them the blood must pushed to flow to them. The oil burned in hurt spots but otherwise slickery smooth. Her fingers pressed and milked her thighs and thumbs brushing over her mound and lower lips when her fingers stroked her waist line. Moving cup and pinch gently her nipples she just smiles and says; "You always play rough Brynhilde. How many dresses you ruined just by climbing on trees despite told not do so?" She starts finish massage in most important area; neck and face. Her fingers work pressure points gently which send waves of shivers run through Brynhilde's body and she says; "Slaver guilds are seriously mean....illegal almost all nations and so they will have heavy security....why you should go alone? Try lure adventurers with right mind set after the place."