It begins well as she disrobes in preparation.

With the questionnaire complete, the receptionist handed Emma a plush robe and slippers. "Your therapist, Rachel, will be with you shortly. In the meantime, please make yourself comfortable in our relaxation lounge. Rachel will come to escort you to your private massage room."

Emma slipped into the robe, feeling the softness envelop her, and made her way to the lounge. She settled into a cozy corner, surrounded by calming decor and the soothing sound of a water wall. As she waited, Rachel arrived, smiling warmly.

"Emma, I'm your therapist today. I'll be taking care of you. Please follow me to your private massage room."

Emma followed Rachel down a serene corridor, the soft glow of candles and the sweet scent of lavender guiding her way. They arrived at a peaceful room, where a heated massage table beckoned.

"Please, make yourself comfortable," Rachel said, gesturing to the table. "I'll give you a moment to undress and get settled."

As Emma disrobed, she began by slipping off her sleek black shoes, revealing her soft, gray socks that covered her toes and feet. Next, she gently peeled off her socks, exposing her delicate toes and slender feet. Her dark wash skinny jeans followed, sliding down her legs to reveal her toned thighs and knees. The fabric hugged her curves, showcasing her slender legs and smooth skin.

With her jeans removed, Emma's fingers moved to the hem of her sleek black turtleneck sweater. She lifted it over her head, revealing her toned shoulders, delicate collarbone, and petite bust. Her creamy complexion glowed in the soft light of the room.

Her lacy white bra came next, unclasped and slipped off, revealing her petite bust and the gentle curve of her breasts. Finally, she slid off her matching lace panties, fully embracing her vulnerability. The soft fabric glided down her legs, exposing her hips, thighs, and smooth skin.

Now completely naked, Emma lay down on the massage table, feeling the soft warmth of the heated surface beneath her. She settled into the face cradle, her hair cascading down the edge of the table. With a deep breath, she closed her eyes, ready to surrender to the skilled hands of her therapist.