Humilatrix gets a massage

The Humilatrix lies face down on the massage table, naked, except for a towel over her lower body as a woman slowly massage her back muscles.

"Yeah, that's it. A little bit more to the left. Ahh, there we go."

As Humilatrix continues to do that, Tara, Ann, and Delisha enter the room.

The masseur puts a finger to her lips to the ladies and then looks down at the Humilatrix, "Ma'am I'm going leave for one second to get some more hot towel, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever."

The masseur walks to the ladies where Delisha hands her a big envelop full with dollars and whispers, "Danks loehv keep de change."

"What was that?"

All women look at each other as the masseur tips toes out of the room.

"Um...nothing, Ma'am." Tara says in a high pitch voice.

Ann and Delisha look at her in which Tara simply shrugs.

"Just lie back and relax." Tara starts to rubs Humilatrix's shoulders as Delisha picks up a near by towel and pulls out a bottle of chloroform and soak it with it.

"Hey, your hands seem bigger then before." Humilatrix starts to look up, "And what's wrong with your voic..."

Before she could finish Delisha pushes the towel to Humilatrix's face and nose as Tara holds her back while Ann holds her legs.

The Humilatrix screams through the towel as she struggles to get back up but Tara and Ann holds her down hard.

"Just take in deep breaths." Delisha says as Humilatrix' struggles becomes less and les, "Dat's right luv, breade in and breade out."

In a few more seconds Humilatrix' eyes rolls to the back of her head as she passes out, "No point struggleng. yooehr ours now."

The Humilatrix lies on the mat, limp as a doll as the ladies get off and stand around her.

"Now what?" Tara asks.

Delisha smiles, "Me might have an idea."