Ariel felt like she's currently in heaven with the way some pairs of hands were running on her back. The pain caused by the wounds on her back were gone now and she had no idea what took the pain away. But whatever made the pain disappear did a very good job.
She was lying on her stomach as the pair of hands kept on running at her back and shoulders, massaging her softly. She had no clothes on, except for the white towel that covered her waist down to her ass.
She felt something cold being poured on her back, mostly on those wounded areas and jerked a bit when she suddenly felt pain. And it's the pain she felt right now that took her out of her lost world of imagination back to reality.
Fluttering her eyes open, Ariel tried recalling where she was. She knew she was in this insanely large house, but in the guest room and not this new place she was, before she passed out.
Right?She passed out. Why did she even do that?. Ariel has no idea.