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Semester - Week 1 - The massage

"It seems that the rest of my semester just became quite interesting.".

I stared at the door that Adam had just closed and I thought about the conversation that I just had with Professor Yahaira. "She wants me as her plaything for the rest of the semester?", I thought. I could not decide if I was feeling better or worse after coming to this building. At least I was not expelled, but then again this might not be much better either. I decided not to overthink about it. I could do that when I was safely in my dorm room. Now I needed to meet this "Jerome" whom Professor Yahaira had mentioned, and probably have my first taste of what she had planned for me.

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I walked to the door that the professor had used to enter the room and knocked on it. No one answered the door so I grabbed the handle and opened it myself. The room inside was warm and well-lit. There was a massage table right at the center of the room and a circular bathtub at the corner of the room. It seems that the room was a mini spa of sorts. Based on the humidity, this spa was recently utilized. "So she had a relaxing bath just before meeting with me? Who does that?", I asked in my mind even though I knew the answer. Someone with money and power. When I started to check out the large massage table, the door to yet adjacent room opened and a short man walked in with towels. He stopped and nodded in my direction and I nodded back. He put the towels on a nearby ...

... stool, pointed to my bathrobe, and said with a heavy accent, 'Non clothes.'. And before I had time to react, he pointed to the massage table and continued, 'You. Table.'. I did not need to be a rocket scientist to understand what he wanted me to do. When I pondered that should I do what he ordered me to do, he turned around and faced the wall.

Based on what Professor Yahaira has said, my decision has already been made for me. This person must be the "Jerome" and this situation was supposed to be my first task. "It is in on now.", I told to myself. I slipped out of my bathrobe and lay on the massage table. I took a comfortable position. I placed my arms on the armrests at the front of the table and pushed my face against the hole in the headrest. It was not my first time being on a massage table, so I knew how to place myself. When I had found the perfect spot and stopped moving, I heard Jerome turning around. I appreciated the privacy he had given me to get ready. Maybe this will not be as bad as I had thought. Jerome placed the towels on me to cover my naked body. I was delighted to find out that the towels were prewarmed and they felt quite nice on my body. "This actually might be exactly what I needed.", I thought while feeling a bit more relaxed.

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'Are you going to massage me?', I asked Jerome. 'Shhh! No speak English.', he replied. His accent reminded me of French, but I could not be sure. It was like Professor ...