Spa Treatment: Part 1

this is part one of like five, i think.  it's all outlined, but this is the only one with words so far.  i'll probably wait to submit it to story sites until it's done, but plan to do the individual chapters here for people who read stuff here.

this isn't related to the exhibition series at all, sorry.

Spa Treatment


Spa Treatment
sammy_808@live.com
http://sammytriesagain.blogspot.com/2014/07/spa-treatment-part-1.html

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"No, Nicole, I'm serious.  How much did you pay for this weekend?"  Sammy insisted as she sat in the passenger seat of the car.

"I'm not telling you, Sammy.  This is my gift to you for your birthday.  You've been working too hard, and so it's my treat," Nicole responded as the two friends drove down the small road through the dense forest.

"But you don't need to do that, and a three day spa trip for both of us isn't cheap!  You have to let me pay for half!"  Sammy started digging through her bag to get her wallet.

"How about this: you stop bothering me about it, and you can buy the drinks.  Those are never included, so you can make it up there, ok?"

"Well, I guess that works.  I know I plan on having a drink when we get there.  This week has been hell at work.  How much farther until we get there?"  Sammy looked out the window at the last glints of sunlight flickering through the leaves above them.

"It should be just up ahead.  Yeah, look, there's the sign," Nicole said as she flipped on her signal and turned into the driveway.  The trees quickly gave way to reveal a large front lawn, with the huge resort facing them.  They followed the road up to the porte-cochere at the entrance, and stepped out of the car.  A valet immediately rushed up to help them get their bags from the trunk.  "Thanks so much," Nicole said as she exchanged the keys for a white plastic disk marked "75" in black.  Sammy held out a five dollar bill, but the valet backed up and shook his head.

"No tips please.  Just head inside and enjoy your stay.  Make sure to give them that token so we'll know which room your car belongs to."  He waved to them as he drove the car away and behind the resort.

The two girls walked through the door, and across stone floor to the counter.  "Um, hi, I called earlier in the week to set up an appointment?" Nicole started.

"Oh, yes, you must be Miss Flores and Miss Kahele!" the receptionist said with a smile.  "We've been expecting you.  Let's have you two fill out our initial survey, and we'll get you going on to your welcome massage."

"Survey?" Sammy asked as she looked at the clipboard the receptionist had slid across the counter to her.  "What's this for?"

"Oh, we use that to tune your therapy schedule to best fit your individual needs.  We have specialists sort out the best plan for you, and have our staff doctors review your progress.  We've had great success with this method!  Please have a seat in the waiting area, and take your time filling out the survey!"

The two friends sat down on a plush leather couch, and started on their surveys.

"How many times a week do you have trouble sleeping?"  "Most days," Sammy checked off.
"Do you have trouble waking up, or staying awake at work?"  "Often."
"How often do you exercise a week?"  "Meh..."  She didn't like how judgmental this survey was getting.
"How healthy would you classify your diet?"  "Is pizza an option?"
"How would you describe your general health conditions?"  "I'm usually healthy."
"Please sign below to indicate your consent to the treatment schedule, and that you release us from liability for any inconveniences."  "Sure, whatever."

Nicole had finished as well, and they took the surveys back to the receptionist.  "All finished?"
she asked as they approached.  "I'll get these sent off for review, and I can see Mona coming just now," she gestured across the lobby, where a woman dressed like a gym trainer was approaching.  "She'll take you to your massage, and help you get sorted out for your therapy.  I hope you'll enjoy your stay with us this weekend!"

"Thanks, you too!" said Sammy, immediately following with, "um, I mean," while Nicole giggled at her side.  Luckily, Mona had reached them, saving Sammy from further awkwardness.

"Hello, ladies!  It's wonderful that you've decided to join us this weekend!  Let's get you comfortable and get that stress out of your life.  Follow me."  Mona led them down a wide hallway, and stopped in front of an elevator next to an open staircase that went down.  "We could take the stairs, but with your bags, this will be easier."  The door dinged, and they stepped in, and Mona pushed the button for B-1.  "The upper floors are for guests to stay in, so most of our therapy is done downstairs."  The elevator opened again, showing them the other end of the stairs.  Mona led them down the hallway, and used a key to open one of the rooms.  She turned on the lights, and showed them around.  There was a small bathroom inside through a door on the left, but beyond that the room opened up and held two large massage beds.

"Now, I'll leave you to get ready.  Please strip down, put on a robe and slippers," she gestured to a side table where the robes were folded in a basket, "and make sure to pack your clothes away so you don't lose anything.  I'll be back in a few minutes, and we'll begin."

"All the way?" Nicole asked hesitantly.

"Yes, ladies, all the way.  We all have the same parts, right?  Besides, that's why the door locks automatically, to make sure you're not surprised.  I always knock before opening the door, so you'll know it's me."  With that, Mona left the two alone.

The two friends looked at each other, blushed a deep red, and turned their backs to each other so they could strip without watching the other.  Sammy took off her shirt and pants, and then pulled the robe over herself before slipping off her bra and panties.  She tied the robe closed, and then folded her clothes, half turning to put her clothes in her suitcase.  She blushed again when she looked over to see Nicole's bare ass pointing at her before being quickly covered by the robe.  Sammy looked back to her suitcase, and stared at it while she stuffed her clothes inside it.

"Are you dressed?" Nicole asked over her shoulder.

"Yeah," Sammy said as she turned around.  Nicole put her clothes in her bag, and sat down on one of the massage tables next to Sammy.  "I forgot massages are all 'everybody naked' things."

"Me too," Nicole replied.  "Should I ask that we get separate rooms?"

"Don't be silly, we're good friends, it's not that big of a deal.  Besides, how would we chat with each other if we were in separate places?"  Their conversation was interrupted by two quick knocks on the door, which promptly opened afterwards.

"Wonderful, you're ready to go!  This is Kelsey, and she'll be helping me today.  Before we start, we use these tags to make sure your bags get to your room without any trouble.  Which bag is yours, Nicole?"

"The black one," Nicole replied.

"Wonderful!" Mona clipped the tag with the number "234A" printed on it in large letters.  "I'm guessing the green bag is yours, Samantha?"

"Yeah," Sammy said, pulling her arms close around her stomach.  Her bag was labeled with a similar "234B."

"Now, let's get the two of you up on the beds, and we'll get started.  How about I take Nicole, Kelsey?  Is that fine with everyone?"  Nicole and Sammy nodded and mumbled their acceptance.  "Wonderful!"  Kelsey walked over to Sammy's bed, and smiled at Sammy.  "Come on, you two.  Face down on the table, faces down into the holes."  They slid into place, easing their heads into position so they could peek through to the floor.

"Eep!" Sammy squealed as she felt Kelsey reach under her stomach.

"I'm sorry, Miss.  I need to untie your robe so I can pull it back."

"Oh, sorry sorry sorry.  I was just surprised!"

"That's fine.  I'll try to be a bit more gentle so I don't do that again.  Maybe some music would help you relax a bit?"

"Sure that'd be fine," Sammy replied as she heard Nicole saying something similar.  A moment later, the room filled with a quiet new-agey song.  She next felt Kelsey's hand touch hers, and then gently pull her arm back as her other hand pull the robe back from Sammy's shoulder.  She walked around the head of the bed, pulling the robe over and off in a smooth motion.  

Sammy felt the cool air on her skin, followed by a warm touch on her right heel.  Kelsey began massaging her feet, her oiled hands sliding up and down her foot's arch, and then over and between each joint of her toes.  She switched to the other foot, and repeated the procedure.  From there, Kelsey continued up Sammy's calves, pushing hard on her muscles.  Her thighs were next, and Sammy felt her legs being separated a bit as Kelsey moved up, ensuring that she had enough space to move her hands around.

Kelsey finished Sammy's other thigh, and Sammy nervously anticipated Kelsey's hands on her ass.  Instead, she felt them on her lower back, and felt her face flush.  "Of course they don't massage your butt.  That'd be silly," she thought to herself.  The massage continued up her back, with Kelsey spending a long time on the muscles on either side of her spine.

"This is where you're keeping all your worries, isn't it, Samantha?"  Kelsey whispered as she pushed down.  "I'll just stay here until I have all these knots worked out."  Sammy could feel her muscles flex under the massage, and after about a minute, let out a loud moan as the tension released.  "There we go."

Kelsey moved on to Sammy's shoulders, pulling Sammy's arms away from her body and bending them at the elbows to ensure they were placed in relaxed pose.  She rubbed hard on Sammy's shoulder blades and the joint itself, gently relaxing the points where the muscles attached to the bone.  Sammy couldn't remember feeling so good as this was happening.  She quickly caught herself, as she realized she had nearly drooled on the floor.

"Wasn't that wonderful, girls?" Mona asked.  "Now, just stay still and enjoy those feelings, and we'll start the next part."  Sammy yawned, wondering if they'd mind if she fell asleep.  Suddenly, she felt wide straps pull down on her ankles, wrists, waist and neck.  She pulled against them, but they held her tightly to the bed.

"What's going on here?" she heard Nicole ask.

"Now, girls, let's not make a fuss," Mona responded.  Sammy could see Kelsey's shadow on the floor, and then saw a black leather pillow push up into the hole for her face.  It didn't touch her, but in the darkness, she realized that the hole had been closed up.  Nicole's voice became a faint mumbled gibberish, so Sammy assumed the same had been done to her.

Mona and Kelsey went to work securing leather cuffs around the girl's wrists and ankles.  They connected chains to their ankle cuffs, and connected them to cables they pulled from the sides of the beds.  Mona pulled out a remote control, and at the push of a button, four more chains descended from the ceiling.  She waited until they nearly touched the floor, and then stopped them.  "Let's do yours first," she said to Kelsey.

Sammy blinked as the light suddenly came back.  She could see Kelsey below her, pushing a pile of straps up toward her face.  At the same time, she felt Mona's hand grab her hair and pull her head back.  Kelsey pushed a gag into Sammy's mouth, and pushed the straps up for Mona to grab.  Once she had the straps, she let go, and Sammy's head dropped back to the bed.  Kelsey secured a strap under Sammy's jaw and made sure that the straps that went around Sammy's nose were placed correctly, while Mona tightened everything on the back of Sammy's head.  Sammy probed the gag with her tongue.  Her mouth was held open by a large metal ring, but a rubber plug filled the ring, and pushed into Sammy's mouth, largely holding her tongue down.  She could breath through it, and the whistle that created told her the hole was fairly small.

The masseuses locked the cuffs on Sammy's wrists to two of the chains from the ceiling, and Mona pushed a button to force them to draw back toward the ceiling.  When the slack was gone, she nodded to Kelsey, who flipped a switch on the bed, allowing the leather straps to release.  Kelsey pulled them out entirely, leaving the slots they fit into hidden again.  The chains pulled up again, and Kelsey slid her arm under Sammy's chest to roll her over to one side.  Sammy pulled back, but by slowly tightening the chains, and retracting the cables connected to her ankles, she was twisted and goaded until she was standing on the floor with her legs spread wide and her arms pulled up toward the ceiling.

"Wonderful," Mona said with a smile.  "Now, shall we get your friend?"  Sammy had a perfect view of the treatment she had just experienced being performed on Nicole, and less than ten minutes after relaxing comfortably after their massage, the two friends were tightly bound, with their legs spread wide open in full view of the other.  Mona and Kelsey stepped away for a few minutes, leaving them with nothing to do but stare.  They tried to talk through the gags, but nothing understandable could be made out.

A loud snap caused them to look back at their captors.  Mona was smoothing rubber gloves over her hands.  "Now we need to do a quick exam, just to fill in some details before we can sort out your treatment," she explained as she handed what looked like a medical file to Kelsey.  Kelsey smiled at Sammy, and walked over and sat the file on the bed behind her.  She pulled a stool over, and sat down next to Sammy.  Sammy looked down at her reading the file, and then over at Nicole, who was having the same thing being done by Mona.  

"Ok, Miss, I need to do a few tests now, so if you can just stay calm and cooperate, I'll be done as soon as possible."  For her first "test," she reached up, and quickly brushed Sammy's nipples with her thumbs.  Sammy shivered at the touch, and heard Kelsey writing down her reaction in the file.  Next, she reached between Sammy's legs, and pulled her lips apart with one hand, and then took a swab from inside her vagina.  Sammy heard the swab snapped shut, followed by more writing.  

She heard a moan from across the room, and looked up to see Nicole shaking against the chains as Mona was watching her watch while rapidly rubbing Nicole's clitoris between her thumb and index finger.  She looked down at Kelsey, and saw her reaching forward while looking at her own watch.  It seemed to take forever, but after a pause, she felt her own body assaulted as Nicole's had been.  She had expected a random mauling, but Kelsey had a strict rhythm that felt amazing.  Sammy could feel her legs shake as the sensations from her molestation coursed through her body.  Suddenly, Kelsey stopped entirely, taking another swab from inside Sammy's vagina.  

"One final test, Miss.  Please stay as relaxed as possible, please."  Sammy felt Kelsey reach around behind her, and then a finger force its way into her ass.  She clamped down, but that did nothing to stop Kelsey.  The finger flexed around and probed inside, and then withdrew.  Kelsey pulled the glove on that hand off with a snap, and inserted it into a plastic bag.  "There, that wasn't so bad, was it?"  Kelsey asked with a smile as she stood up.  "All that fuss, and it all happened just as I said it would.  You really should relax and understand that we know what's best for you, Samantha."

Mona came over and picked up Sammy's file.  "Run these upstairs, and get the final word from the doctor, will you?"  Kelsey gave a mock salute, and walked out the door with the folders and samples.  "Now, we'll just have to wait to see what the doctor thinks before we can start treatment.  I'm sure he won't take too long," Mona said as she ran her fingernails over Nicole's stomach, causing her to shake from the tickling.

About five minutes later, a knock was heard at the door, and Mona went over to open it.  "Oh, Doctor, I wasn't expecting you to come down personally!"

"Not a problem, I was on my way to check on another patient, so I figured I'd just come down and see these two on the way."  The doctor turned to look at Sammy and Nicole.  "So," he looked down to the folder in front of him, "Nicole and Samantha, I see.  I'm Dr. Blackrock, and I'll be overseeing your treatment here.  The tests seem to indicate quite a few issues I think we can address while you're here, such as Samantha's desire to be humiliated and Nicole's latent homosexuality."  The two girls heads spun from the doctor to each other and back again as he mentioned their names.  

The doctor didn't even notice, as he continued to flip through the file and droned on.  "...and so because of that, I think I'm going to go with a fairly aggressive schedule, but I don't see that there's much choice.  Mona, let's go with a 4037 as the baseline therapy, but I've noted the changes I think would be best here."  He pointed to the page he had open, "and over here for the other one," flipping back a bit.

"In any case, I hope you enjoy your stay here, girls, and we'll see if we can't get you sorted out before you leave."  He closed the file and handed it to Mona.  He walked over to the two girls, and gave each a warm smile.  "We'll see how things are at the end of the weekend, ok?"  

After the doctor left, Mona pulled a chair over and sat down between the two girls.  She flipped through the file, reading the instructions the doctor had left.  "Oh, it looks like you're going to have a wonderful time, girls."  Closing the folder with a snap, she tossed it over onto one of the massage beds.  "Let's get started."  

She rolled her chair over to Nicole, and pulled a drawer open from the side of the bed.  She drew out a catheter, and removed it from the wrapper.  A dab of lube was smeared over the tip, and then Sammy heard Nicole gasp as the thin tube was forced into her.  Mona squeezed a bulb, and then gave the catheter a quick tug to ensure it was in place.  She next connected the end of the catheter to a long tube, which she let fall to the floor as she rolled her chair backwards.  When the tube ran out, she pulled a bag from her lap, and plugged the end into it.  Mona gave her chair another push, and spun around to smile up at Sammy.  "Your turn, dear," she said as she repeated the procedure on her second restrained patient.  She rolled back to the bag sitting halfway between the girls, and made sure Sammy's tube was connected to it as well.  Finally, she clicked her remote, and a thin cable dropped down from the ceiling.  The cable had a clip on the end, and Mona looped it through a ring on the bag.

"Let's see what you have, Miss Nicole," Mona said as she stood up and walked over.  She unclamped Nicole's catheter, and both girls could see the tube turn yellow and the bag between them swell up.  "Good, girl," Mona said as she walked behind Nicole and hugged her from behind.  She slid her hands down to Nicole's waist, where she pushed inward.  "Let's get all of that dirty water out of you."  When the tube faded back to its original color, Mona reached down and clamped the catheter again.  Mona whispered into Nicole's ear, "I guess it's your friend's turn, isn't it?"

As she walked over to Sammy, Mona again pushed on her remote, causing the cable to pull back up to the ceiling, lifting the bag filled with Nicole's urine up with it.  "Now, this treatment is a bit hard to take, Samantha, but it's very effective."  Sammy's eyes flew wide as Mona unclamped her catheter, letting Nicole's piss force its way into her bladder.  Sammy pulled against her bonds, rattling the chains holding her limbs spread wide.  "That's it dear, just a bit more."  Mona repeated her hug, but instead of pushing on Sammy, she simply rubbed her hands over her stomach.  When she saw that the bag had emptied, she clamped Sammy's catheter and walked back to her chair.

"There.  How does it feel, Samantha?  Do you like having your friends filthy waste inside of you?"  Sammy could hardly concentrate on the questions, and she continued to thrash against the chains.  "She doesn't seem to like it, Nicole.  Don't you feel awful that your good friend is suffering because of your mess?  How can you just watch her in such pain?"  Nicole had started to cry, and was mewling through her gag.  "What's that?  You don't care about her suffering, because at least you don't have to pee anymore?"  Nicole shook her head vigorously from side to side.  "You do care?  You want to help her?"  Nicole nodded and grunted.  

"Ok, let's see what we can do."  Again the cable from the ceiling dropped, and Mona unclamped Sammy, letting her bladder drain out.  When the pressure released, Sammy went limp, letting her arms hold her upright.  She saw the bag in front of her inflate, and was glad to see the yellow liquid drain out of her.  Mona clamped the catheter again when Sammy was empty, and raised the bag once more.  She strolled over to Nicole, and unclamped her catheter, starting the urine's flow back out of the bag.  Nicole let out a loud whine as she felt her bladder swell up.  Mona ignored this and walked back to Sammy.  "Should I let it all drain back into your friend?  Should she go through the same pain that you did?"  Sammy looked up, and shook her head back and forth.  "Would you like to help her?"  Sammy nodded.  "Let's see," Mona said as she smiled and tapped her head, "What could we do?"  Mona reached down, and pinched the extension tube connected to Sammy's catheter.  She pulled it free with a small "pop," and after grabbing Sammy's head by the gag, held the end up to Sammy's face.  "Will you drink that nasty piss to help your friend?"  Sammy paused for a moment, and then nodded once.  "You'll drink all this filthy pee so your friend doesn't suffer?"  Sammy nodded more vigorously.  "Wonderful," Mona said with a smile, and slid the tube into the hole in the center of the gag's plug.

After walking back over to Nicole, Mona clamped her catheter, stopping the flow just before it became too painful.  "Would you like me to drain you, dear?"  Nicole nodded.  Mona clicked the remote, letting the bag drop to the floor.  "Ok then.  I'll drain you, and then your friend can drink all this mess.  It almost doesn't seem fair, though.  She has to drink your filth as well as her own.  Is that how you treat your friends?  Is she just your toilet to pee into?"  Nicole shook her head, mumbling something that the gag prevented from being understood.  "I'm surprised anyone would be your friend if you treat them like that.  She's such a good person, willing to swallow your piss to make you feel better.  I would have thought that you would want to help her."  At this prompt, Nicole grunted through the gag, and nodded wildly.  "Oh?  You'll help your friend out, so she doesn't have to drink all of this pee-cocktail?"  Nicole continued to nod her head.  "I guess you are a decent friend, willing to share."  Mona unclamped Nicole's catheter, and once she had drained, pulled the extension out and inserted it into her gag.

Mona sat back down in her chair, and clicked the remote, pulling the bag full of urine up above the heads of the two girls, and smiled as the tubes turned yellow as the urine flowed down into her patients' mouths.  The two girls on the other hand, could do nothing but grimace as the acrid salty fluid washed over their tongues.  They had to quickly swallow it, as the gag prevented them from using their tongues to shut the hole.  It only took about a minute for the bag to drain completely, leaving the two girls to noisily catch their breath through their noses.

Mona brought the bag down again with a click of her remote.  "Very good, girls.  Now, let's rinse that taste out, shall we?"  She disconnected the bag, and took it to the bathroom.  When she returned, it was bulging with water, and was inflated nearly into a sphere.  She pushed the tubes back into it, and raised it back up.  The girls again struggled to keep up with drinking.  Eventually it became too much for Nicole, and she started to choke and gag on the water.  Mona calmly walked over, and pinched the tube draining into her mouth closed.  "Calm down, dear, you're doing wonderfully.  Just catch your breath, and you can finish your drink."  Nicole got control back after a minute, and she looked up at Mona just as she wiped a drip of water that had come out of her nose.  "There you go.  Let's continue."  Mona let go of the tube, and the water rushed to fill Nicole's mouth once again.

Mona repeated this two more times, filling the bag completely, and then forcing the two girls to drink it all.  She had just returned with a fourth bag when there was a knock at the door and three new nurses entered.  "We're here to get these two ready for bed," one of them offered.

"Oh, is it that late already?  I must have lost track of the time working with them.  In that case, I'll leave you to your work."  Mona turned to face the girls.  "I'll see you two tomorrow.  We'll pick up then with the next stage of your treatment.  I'm sure we'll all have a wonderful time!"  She picked up her folder, signed a form for the other nurses, and then gave the girls as she left.  

The nurse with the form walked over while the other two organized things on a long flat cart they rolled over.  "Are you two a couple?" she asked Nicole.  Nicole looked over at Sammy, and then shook her head.  "Ok, single then.  Let's start with this one," the nurse said, pointing at Nicole.  

Her first action after putting the paperwork down was to take a rubber plug and force it into the end of Nicole's catheter.  She then discarded the clamp, and used a piece of tape to secure the end to Nicole's thigh.  She then walked over to the cart and picked up a roll of canvas.  The other two nurses accompanied her back to Nicole, and uncuffed her legs, making sure to hold her legs firmly.  The first nurse then took the end of the canvas roll, and wrapped it once around Nicole's left calf.  The other two nurses then forced her legs together while the first wrapped the canvas up and around the weakly struggling body.  Once they had wrapped up to Nicole's chest, they lowered the chains, and eased her back to lean on the massage bed.  They then unlocked her wrists, and held her arms down to be wrapped up as well.  When they reached the end of the roll, the two girls held it in place against Nicole's back, while the first ran a small machine up the edge, quickly sewing the end to the previous wrappings.  The three nurses then picked Nicole up, and laid her on her back on the cart.

Sammy was next, and was treated the same.  Within a few minutes, she was wrapped up and lying on the cart next to her friend.  The nurses then wheeled the cart and their patients out of the room, and down the hallway.  As they were wrapped tightly, the two girls couldn't move at all.  This meant that they could do little but stare upwards as the lights passed above them.  The nurses had to stop twice to unlock doors in the hallway, which they held open until the cart was through, and then relocked on the other side.  Eventually, they reached their destination, and after unlocking the door, rolled the cart into a pitch black room.  The lights flashed on, although Sammy and Nicole could see little of the room around them.  They heard a key slide into a lock to their left, followed by a metallic thud.  Finally, they heard a sliding sound that reminded Sammy of a filing cabinet.

The nurses reached down and picked up Sammy, and lifted her up to about waist height.  Sammy could see that they were in a large room that reminded her of the morgues on television.  One slab was open and slid out, and she could see the number "234" on the large metal tag on the door.  The nurses laid her down on the slab, and then turned to pick up Nicole.  A quick lift later, and Nicole was wedged against her.  The slab was pushed back into the wall, and slammed shut with a deafening "thud".  In the absolute darkness of the cell, the two girls could hear the bolts of the lock slide into place, sealing their "room" for the night.

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