Chapter 56: Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week 2 Chapter 54/25: Charisma

My eyes opened with my body feeling good in the heat. I awoke with a soft noise at the door with Grace at the door; she smiled and said, "They are ready for you two now," Grace stepped back out, and I softly moaned as I got up.

I turned and saw my mother looking at me with a soft smile as I did so. "Tired?" She asked me.

"I haven't gotten enough sleep lately, and it sort of caught up to me today," I replied, stretching as I exited the sauna. I saw Grace off to the side with a smile, but she looked down as I stretched. I paid no mind and finished staring at the ceiling with my muscles loosening up. This spa day might have been more needed than I thought.

I turned as my mother stepped out with me and a weird smile on her face. She turned to Grace with that weird smile and shook her head. I think I saw Grace blush, but instead of further interaction, she showed us to the Massage rooms with my mother, and I followed us at a slight distance.

"Would you like Sperate rooms or to be in a group room for your massage?" Grace asked.

"I would like to be alone, Sorry sweety, but mommy wants to relax in silence." My mother said, earning my attention for a moment.

I shrugged, "Okay," I replied, not really worried about it. When it came to good massages, I couldn't help but moan. They felt good, and it was a weird quirk that I couldn't stop no matter how hard I tried.

"Thanks for understanding you are just a little too loud," My mother finished, and I nodded.

Seconds later, Grace stopped at the door and said, "Please wait in here, and I will take your daughter to her room." Grace said with a smile.

My mother continued with that weird smile, and I swore I saw Grace blush again softly before turning when my mother entered. Two doors down, Grace stopped at the door. "The masseuse will be with you shortly." She said with a smile.

"Thanks, Grace, Your smile is pretty," I said, complimenting her with the truth. I walked into the room and saw that donut at the top, and I lost the robe, letting myself loose. I grabbed a towel and got up on the table. I laid down, breasts pressed against the table, and I cursed the size of my breasts. I pushed them to a more comfortable position, and I placed a towel coving my ass and cock, which was pointed down.

I tried to relax in the silence when the door opened. "Hello," A sweet voice filled the room, and I looked up as the woman walked into my sight, "Ah, you already got in position," The woman said as she entered my sight. Her head was a lovely deep red that I knew wasn't natural and was up in a bun. Her skin looked really clean and attractive, and I smiled at her.

"Yup, All ready to relax as you dig in," I said, and the woman smiled.

"I am Debbie, and I am your Massuse for the day; you want a deep tissue with some oil or something I heard Grace say," Debbie said in a nice tone.

"Yup," I said with a smile, "Don't know your jargon, and you are the professionals. I think I needed this spa night or day more than I thought, but it is mostly to appease my mother." I paused for a second before saying, "Doesn't mean I can't enjoy it, though."

Debbie replied with a smile, "Okay, let's get into it then. You are already in position. Is there anything you would like before we begin?"

"Nah, I forgot my water somewhere, but I will drink some later, thanks," I replied and laid my head in the donut.

Debbie didn't say anything more, and I heard her move something. Soon I felt something slightly warm pour onto my back. "If you want to chat, I am here; if not, please enjoy," Debbie said.

I didn't feel the need to talk as her hands spread what must be oil all over my back. Then her fingers started to push into me hard. I moaned as she found something and loosened up a knot making me moan. The second her fingers loosened it up, it felt great. The pressure was awesome, and I moaned as she moved to another spot on my back.

Debbie continued, and my back was hitting new levels of loose, and I moaned loudly, filling the room. I couldn't help it, and I knew why my mother didn't want to be in the same room. I repeatedly moaned without regard as Debbie loosened up a knot with strong fingers that pushed deep into the muscles. I felt so fucking good as Debbie tore another moan out of me effortlessly.

Her fingers pushed deep into my back all over, and I swore that I was being played with as I became a moaning mess. I was in bliss as she worked my back for what felt like an eternity.

Time passed, and she moved on to my back and legs, leaving me a moaning mess regardless of what felt like perfect pressure everywhere she went. My legs turned to putty, and my arms felt like noodles. I couldn't stop moaning as the professional continued her work. "If you want to take a break from moaning, I would like to ask if you would like me to do the front?" I heard Debbie ask.

"Huh," I took a moment and realized what she said, "If you do the same on my front as you did my back, I will not complain in the least," I replied after a moment.

"Okay, Please turn around then, and I will get you a fresh warm towel," Debbie said, and I turned around, laying on my back.

I sighed as my breasts no longer felt pressure on them, and I relaxed on the table. I turned to see Debbie paused, and I looked down and realized my cock was standing tall along my stomach into my breasts. "Oh, Sorry, I am a Futanari" I felt a little awkward.

Debbie restabilized herself though quickly, "When I work on men, it happens all the time. Would you mind me covering you up while I work on your front arms and thighs?"

"Whatever makes you comfortable, you are doing an amazing job," I replied and relaxed. A hot towel covered my breasts down to my cock and balls. I loved it as she started to work on my arms. I couldn't help but moan again as she worked on me.

Once again, I became putty in her hands as my body felt like it melted into the table, and she switched to my legs, working on them until I wanted to cry. I was moaning so hard on some spots as I seemed to have built up a lot of spots along my body that needed work. I started to wonder if I should bring myself here more often as I felt her work on my feet.

I almost jumped up as my feet were sensitive as she started to work on them. I moaned and struggled to keep my feet still as she seemed to find things even there that I didn't expect felt tight. When she got up and stopped working on my feet, she moved away. I heard a sink as she washed her hands. "Would you like a facial?" Debbie asked.

"You do you," I said with a half-dreamy tone, "You left me a mess that I think I need to ask you out for dinner or something," I heard a small chuckle.

"I might take you up on that," I heard her reply, and I heard something roll. "Please lay back, and I will apply one after I continue to relax your face," Debbie said, and I heard the wheels stop under my head. Then her hands started on my face, and my mouth almost went slack, and I moaned more.

Soon I was relaxed even more somehow as the pleasure of her face massage left me sensitive. Then I felt her start all over again with something being layered on, and Debbie started to talk, "For now, do not remove this, and Grace will know when to remove it. You have been very complimentary with expressing how much you enjoyed my work." Debbie said as she continued to layer my face with something.

"Sorry, I become a moaning mess under the expert's hands." I replied truthfully, "I cannot stop myself no matter how much I tried in the past."

"Well, it is good that I am an expert then," Debbie countered. I felt her hands stop a minute later, and I slowly opened my eyes, "With that, you are done, Your mother should have been done a couple of minutes ago, and you can meet her at the baths." Debbie finished, and I heard her wheel the stool she was on, and I began to get off the table.

My body felt like mush, and the warm towel fell to the floor, and I found my robe putting it back on. I was taking a minute to regain control of my body at this point after what was done to me. My cock then popped free of the robe, pushing into my breasts, and I sighed. This boner would take some time to go away. I reopened my robe, and I wrapped it around my cock, too, putting it away. I tightened it up and started to walk out of the Massage room.

I only waited a moment, not knowing where to go, when Grace came up to me with that smile that seemed off like before. "I heard you enjoyed yourself, Please the baths are over here, and your mother is already out," Grace said.

I followed Grace, and I couldn't help myself thinking about Grace's appearance without that dress on. My cock throbbed with want, and I tried to suppress it. That massage really got my gears turning, and I wanted to penetrate someone.

I reached the separate baths, and I saw my mother in a pool meant for one laying her head back with a facial mask. I stripped without thought and stepped into the bath. As I turned, I noticed Grace looking at me, and I realized I just showed her my cock. Before I could open my mouth, she left, and I shrugged. This was my time to relax, and I didn't care if someone saw my cock. What on earth did I have to be ashamed of.

I laid back into the pool, joining my mother, and we both relaxed in the pool. I didn't care about the world around me, and my eyes that were already shut seemed to lose the light in the room. I slipped into unconsciousness.

"Hey," I heard my mother's voice say lightly, and I opened my eyes.

"Hmmm?" I hummed in repose, turning to her.

"Time to get out; the facial time is done, then we can go for a swim with a view." My mother told me.

I nodded, and I let my feet touch the bottom and got out of the bath. The bath salts were almost like oil, and It reminded me that I never washed off the Oils Debbie used on me. I didn't care, though, and I started to put back on the robe, and my mother had already done so. I followed my mother, and the showers were there. I got into my own shower area and noticed a mirror for me to take off the mask before getting in the shower.

I began to clean off my face, and my skin felt softer than before as I got it off. I finished without much hassle, and I got into the shower after taking off the robe again. I let the waterfall over me and washed off the oils. I didn't want to use soaps, and none were provided since this was just to rinse yourself off. A fresh robe was on the door for us, and I thought that this place was worth the money I put in as It was also warm. I was flaccid already, thank fuck, and I put the robe on and stepped out.

I didn't see my mother yet and heard her shower still going. That worked for me, and I waited for a little for my mother. Grace showed up with a smile, "Ah," I could now tell that Grace must be blushing when she saw me. I stepped towards her, "The pool is upstairs if you would like to wait for your mother there," Grace said,

I felt a want to tease Grace, but I kept it in control. I smiled back and said, "Sure, Show me the way, Grace." Grace nodded, and I followed her into an elevator, and we started to go up. "So, You are willing to let my mother feel lost by herself downstairs?" I asked, turning to Grace.

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Grace looked at me surprised, "Um," I heard her say, "It will be alright for a minute; she will be fine." I smirked, and I now knew that she was making an excuse for herself, "I, Um," Grace seemed not to know what to do now and turned to me, "So are you a shemale?" Grace asked her face a blushing mess as she asked the question.

I turned to her with a raised eyebrow at the frank question. "No, I am not," I replied to the question, "I have both fully functional body parts," I replied as the elevator door opened to a small little glass encasement with a large pool surrounded by a large pool and another little shack.

Grace was blushing on her dark skin, and I could see her getting shyer from her forward questions. "Well, Grace," I said, nearing her, and I could see the blush run up to her ears, "Please go pick up my mother before she panics," I walked away with a sharp grin as Grace looked at me confused now as I stepped out of the elevator. She seemed to have clearly been thinking something was about to happen when I approached. Now I was walking away to the pool. I looked around, and I saw a woman relaxing, looking out over the cityscape. I stripped, letting myself free, and walked over to the cityscape myself a half dozen meters away.

I didn't care to play right now as I smiled, looking over the lights of the city in the darkness. I looked out, feeling relaxed and happy that I had taken this time to do this. Even if it was to appease my mother, I didn't have to think about anything else as my body felt so good right now. It was so relaxing looking out over the city. I watched cars in the distance and heard their horns mutely from a distance. I sighed as I heard more movement in the pool and turned to see my mother walk up to me.

"Hey, Honey." My mother said in a soft tone.

"Hey, mom, feeling good?" I asked with a curious tone but not turning towards her.

"Yup, I am very relaxed and wanted to thank you for bringing me here," My mom said.

I smiled, "I needed this more than I thought too, so no problem. It was expensive but completely worth it." I replied, looking over the city.

"Well, I know this was a partial bribe, but more than I was expecting to be honest." I felt the water beside me.

I turned to look at my mom. I could see some stress on her face. "Everything okay?" I asked.

My mother opened her mouth for a moment, then closed it. She looked lost whether to say it or not. Her mouth opened again, "Yeah, I am a little stressed about something. I am sorry for getting angry with you lately," My mom said.

I was slightly taken off guard on that one and turned to her, "Oh, That is weird," I said. "You are admitting something on your end was wrong," I replied.

"I am not perfect, honey," My mother replied, turning her head over to the city. "I think you should know, honey but not right now; I want to relax for now."

I turned to my mother with a much more serious look. My mom had something eating at her, and I wondered what it was. My mother rarely acted like this. I wanted to say something more; instead, I turned back to the cityscape and relaxed in silence with my mother. She didn't seem to want to talk about it, and I wouldn't force her.

Time passed, and I bristled. The view was good, but I was starting to want no longer to watch it anymore after this much time. "Hey, You want to sit here longer?" I said, turning to my mother as she looked out of the infinity pool.

"Yeah, I need some silence time, Honey; you can go ahead." My mother said without looking away.

"Okay, I will go; then I hear they have a foot massage pool or something a floor down now. I will go to check it out," My mother nodded, but I left her to her thinking. I walked out of the pool and quickly found the robe I was wearing before. I didn't notice the other woman that was in the pool earlier, and I pulled on the robe. I pressed the button on the elevator to check out things down a floor.

When the elevator opened, I saw Grace there, and her shy smile returned. I restrained myself and my sexual appetite. "Hello, Grace," I said, and Grace nodded. "Can you show me some of your other amenities while I wait for my mother?" I asked her.

Grace nodded, this time not replying. I stepped into the elevator, and Grace stayed silent. But now I saw her looking down at where my cock was, and I felt my restraint slipping. "You know Grace," I began turning to her and stepping close, "There was a spot that Debbie missed on my massage, and I was wondering if you are interested in helping me with it?" I asked her, my tone deliberately coy.

Grace looked at me, surprised, and I could see the indecision immediately. "Um," I heard her say.

"You would want to make the amenities quite a quiet place if you want to help me out, Grace. Otherwise, I heard you have a foot massage pool." I told her, stepping away just as the elevator opened up.

Grace's Dark skin on her face was a different tone as she didn't seem to know what to do. I could see her thinking. She reached out and pressed a button on the elevator, and I kept silent. I didn't know where we were going, but I knew that I would enjoy myself either way.

I stood in the silence, seeing the indecision on her face continue. The elevator door opened, and I was brought to a foot pool with stones in it, and I smirked. I could see Grace blushing as she continued her indecisive demeanor. "Here you are. Please enjoy," With that, she fled.

I smirked, and I stepped into the pool and enjoyed myself. The rocks were smooth, and they massaged my feet as I walked over them. I was starting to get hungry, though, after some time. I was getting restless, and I stood up and left towards the elevator to head back up to the pool. I didn't see Grace on my way up, and I waited and exited at the top.

I saw my mother in the pool, and I spoke up, "Hey, mom, I think it is time to go."

My mother turned her breasts, now visible to me. "Okay, Gimme a sec," My mother replied, stepping towards me and got out of the pool, and put on her robe. I then went with her back to the main lobby. We grabbed our things from the locker and returned to the dressing room. My mother looked lost in thought as I came back out with that dreadful sundress. My mother beat me somehow and smiled at me despite my frown.

"Thanks again honey, I really enjoyed tonight." My mother told me.

"No problem," I replied, pulling out my wallet. At the counter, I saw Grace waiting with a slight blush on her face. "Thanks for the night, Please put the bill on this card," I asked her. I handed her the card, and she swiped it, and I felt the loss of a lot of money. I then noticed Grace smiling with that same blush. I could feel her want, but I didn't take it to heart as she handed me my card. The one side felt different, and I looked down. On it, I saw two business cards.

"Thank you for joining us here, and I hope you enjoyed your time here," Grace said, and I smiled back at her.

"I sure did; I will see you again, Grace," I told her and walked out with my mother.

I didn't look back to see her reaction, and I got in the little Toyota with my mother, and we departed from the spa. I couldn't help but think I needed to return. Not for Grace or Debbie, But the fact of how good it felt to let go for the night.

The car ride was silent, and I noticed that my mother didn't want to talk. It was weird, and I didn't know why she wasn't putting the gears on me for things. We pulled up, and we stepped out. I walked into the house after my mom opened the door and headed upstairs immediately. I watched my mom looking at her, wondering what was going on.

I walked down to the basement and changed the loads. I made a decision, though, and I grabbed my things and realized I never took my phone with me to the spa. I noticed several messages as I grabbed some clothes, dumping them in my bag before changing my outfit.

I opened the texts and saw a couple from Tracy, and I read them.

Skank: Mistress, Please do I have to?

Skank: Mistress?

Then there was a video file included with the next one, and I knew that she followed orders because the message came hours later. I wondered how Tracy was holding up, but I knew that I needed to talk with her soon. Same with Sarah on Monday.

I ignored the video message from my skank to my email, and I looked at my Sissy's and noticed a video file from him not too long ago. In fact, it was timed an hour or so before Tracy's message meaning they probably met up after he sent me this message. Interesting, and my curiosity about the message grew.

The last message was from Crystal.

Crystal: Are you coming over tonight?

I quickly typed in a reply.

Angela: Coming now; Are you ready for me?

With that, I left the basement double checking my laundry was going, and headed out the door. I typed a message to my mother saying I was heading to my girlfriend's house and started to walk out the door heading there.

It was a rare time that I didn't run, but I felt like a walk was in order. I had a smile on my face as I walked down the street, heading to my girlfriend's house, and looked at the two business cards I received from Grace. On it was two numbers, one with Grace's name then number the other was a business card for Debbie. Nothing else, and I couldn't help but smile.

I think my cock has a natural Charisma, or I do.

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