"There we are...your body has been tense for far too long, mistress. Everything requires rest, else it wears down to naught at all." The man murmured softly, his hands moving slow and powerfully, manipulating her muscles and tendons with ease, finding her weak points and exploiting her ruthlessly to bring her both relaxation and pleasure. He spent a good fifteen minutes on her back, working his way up and down her arms and legs as well before finally rolling her over and continuing on her front. He spared nowhere his attentions, massaging the oil into every nook and cranny of Naael's body. At last he asked, as he was finally rubbing her breasts. "Now, is this really so bad, mistress?"