WHO: Dante Razin, Keara Macgreggor, & Ptarah Rabreda WHEN: Week 3, Saturday sometime around 4 pm WHERE: Ptarah's home WHAT: Dante is spoiling Keara with a a massage from Ptarah RATING: NSFW STATUS: closed, in progress Having passion in life is the only way to live. Without it, one becomes complacent and will soon lose their pride and their way. Ptarah was passionate about serving others, especially the supreme beings that shared the earth with humans. She knew of the war from long ago, and all of the folklore about how everything began, but how it started mattered little. Living in the present, living on this island, she had the chance to give back. Since childhood she'd been trained to find what pleased others. Her newest client would be bringing a slave, and it was indeed a different type of appointment.
Trying to think of the voyer's point of view, she positioned the massage table in the open air of her home and briefly sat in the chair where the Master could watch. It was a very easy view of where the slave would be. Sensual massages were both relaxing and exciting. Ptarah grabbed her phone one last time to double check the type of oil that Dante had picked up, Vanilla. This appointment would be anything other than vanilla. She had spent the day creating running errands and letting several incense cones burn. The heady mixture intoxicated most. She was wearing her normal work pants that hugged the body and a summery camisole. If she was able to move easily, then her client's slave would be well taken care of.
After ensuring she had the proper mood music ready to play and oils, Ptarah checked her phone for the time again. Just after Four. Perfect.