Reluctantly, I moved off the table and made my way out of the room.

 

The difference in temperatures hit me again when I stepped out, making me feel like I was taking in fresh crisp air in comparison to the heavy warmth of the massage room. The sensation awoke me a little more as I walked to the first door on my right. The moment I opened it, I was hit with a sudden onslaught of bright light that made me squint my eyes.

 

“Ahh… Just in time!” I heard him say before I could actually see him. “The sun’s rays are simply sublime around this time of day. We are very lucky to have such amazing weather today.”

 

I blinked rapidly, trying to let my eyes adjust to the sudden brightness as I stepped carefully inside. 

 

“Wow…” I said, finally able to take in the room. “This space is incredible…”

 

The conservatory had 3 glass walls as well as a glass ceiling, which allowed it to be filled with natural light as the sun shone over the tree line. The space was a lot like the previous room and was practically devoid of anything except a few desks and a couple of comfortable chairs. I stepped a little farther in and was rewarded by the warm feeling of the sun on my skin.

 

“Isn’t it?” he said, looking out the windows. “I’m very glad I decided to add it to my cabin.”

 

“Glad you did…” I said, stepping closer to the far wall to look out upon the lake. “The view is amazing…”

 

“I completely agree…” he said and I couldn’t help but notice that he had turned to look at me instead of the view.  “But the view isn’t what is truly amazing about this room.”

 

“How so?” I asked, looking at him. 

 

“Well believe it or not…” he said, moving to the center of the room. “But on sunny days like today, I’ve discovered that the acoustics I’ve worked so hard to create within my cabin mesh so well with the warmth of the sun that it creates a very meditative atmosphere… Anyway… It’s hard to properly explain so why don’t I just let you experience it for yourself. Come here and stand facing the sun.”

 

“Is this the next step in the whole meditation experience?” I asked as I obeyed his directive.

 

“It certainly is.” he said as he stepped behind me. 

 

The spot I was standing in allowed me to fully bask in the sun and as I looked out, I couldn’t help but close my eyes to enjoy the rays. I felt him place his hands on my hips and a mild spike of arousal went up in my mind as I wondered what he was about to do. 

 

“For you to understand what I mean…” he said, using his feet to gently widen my stand. “All you need to do is stand here… Firmly planted in place with your arms relaxed at your sides… And just allow yourself to take in the sun on your skin…”

 

I lifted my head up, angling it so my face could fully take in the sun and focus on the wonderful feeling of warmth on my skin.

 

“You are a natural…” he commented in my ear. “As you stand here… You can focus your thoughts on any number of things and you’ll find it doesn’t really matter. For example, I plant myself here and picture myself as a tall tree, basking in the lifegiving rays of the sun… Letting them nourish me… Picturing how the sun fills my body with relaxing vitality and strength… Allowing my body to take on that same strength and plant itself deeper in the soil… Grounding me in place… Deepening my sense of relaxation…”

 

His analogy felt so right… So true… The sun felt incredible on my skin…

 

“Bask as much as you wish…” he said softly as he removed his hands. “No worries… No concerns… The sun will be in this room for a long while… Allowing you to enjoy it as much as you want…”

 

I was left with no other sensation than the growing warmth on my skin as I decided to take his example to heart and imagined I was a tree. With the gentle heat on my naked skin, it was surprisingly easy.

 

“You’ll be able to fully appreciate how the acoustics and the sun can work together to create something incredibly soothing…” he said. “In fact… I think you’ll discover that both sensations will even resonate… Much like the crystal did… Right here on your forehead…”

 

I felt a gentle tap in the middle of my forehead and instantly, I was reminded of the wonderful resonance I felt before as a wave of warmth and tingles washed over my mind. I became vividly aware of the way the sun felt on my skin as the soundscape of the room seemed to grow louder around me, enveloping me as I relaxed to soak up every little sensation. 

 

In that moment, I truly felt as if I were a tree basking in sunlight. No worries… No thoughts… Simply being in the moment…

 

Even faster than in the massage room, my mind dived into the way it all resonated together, making it so easy to let go of all my thoughts as I strove to drink up the sun’s rays. The heat felt so good on my skin… So warm… So… Erotic… 

 

As strong as I felt, I began to sway in rhythm with the silent resonance that invaded my soul once more. Like a tree swaying under the influence of the wind… Submitting itself to its whims while also staying perfectly rooted in place… 

 

Listening to whispers brought to me… Carried on the wind… 

 

The whispers possessed his voice. I listened to them as they guided me through the experience. Although, their guidance was felt more than understood as the actual words seemed inconsequential as I realized that it was the very sound of his voice that enhanced the soundscape of the room. Echoing in it exactly like it echoed inside my mind…

 

The bliss I had felt before bloomed inside me like new leaves on a tree. All I could do was surrender to it once more as pleasure danced on my skin. The sun felt so good… As if it had reached out with invisible hands to caress me… Pleasure me…

 

Relax me in its gentle grip…

 

Its own bright flame calling up the fire inside my loins as its invisible touch found my most sensitive places. My pleasure grew under its guidance as my mind sank deeper into the depth of bliss. I surrendered to it all over again as his words continued to echo in my empty mind. 

 

I was just like a tree… Rooted in place… At the mercy of the sun’s care and the wind’s whispers…

 

Unable to move… Unable to think…

 

Obeying every little nudge and guidance I felt around me as I swayed in blissful growth…

 

When the pleasure finally grew to be too much, I yielded to its demands just as easily. It flowed within me, taking control of my stiff limbs. Making them bend and arch to express my carnal desires. The pleasure made me lean forward towards the sun so I could soak up more of its rays. I was rewarded with stronger spikes of pleasure, which in turn made my back arch and my hips roll out behind me in search of more even as I remained perfectly rooted to the ground.

 

The pleasure felt so good… Yet… Empty in a delicious way… Hungry to feel more… To be satiated… Filled…

 

As if in answer, I was rewarded with a wondrous feeling of fullness as more pleasure deeply penetrated me. Adding more exquisite fuel to the fire as I continued to sway in perfect resonance with my surroundings. My mind was so blissfully empty as my body became alive with smoldering pleasure.

 

The pleasure grew hotter and hotter until my body felt like it was about to erupt in flames as more and more rapture pumped deep within me. All I could do was remain rooted and sway in mounting pleasure while the heat consumed me. Wave after wave, the rapturous flames bolstered and enhanced the tingles in my skull until they felt like fireworks exploding in time with the echo of his words.

 

Making them feel so important…

 

So potent…

 

I basked in the sun for what seemed like an exquisite eternity, but eventually, the pumping pleasure stopped and pulled out, leaving my body wanting so much more. However, I was still firmly planted to the ground, unable to seek it out. The intensity of the flames slowly declined back to soldering embers as the soundscape around me lowered. Something about his words pulled me back from the resonance and even if I wished more than anything to stay in the sun’s rays in blissful peace, I couldn’t ignore their call and obeyed.

 

My focus declined steadily, allowing my thoughts to return little by little as my surroundings came back into focus. For some reason, my heart felt like it was racing, but something tingly inside my mind told me it was perfectly normal so I ignored the strange sensation. 

 

I felt myself float back up to the surface and struggled to open my eyes because they felt so heavy. Like I was waking up from a long deep sleep, which was completely absurd because I was standing in the middle of a room. To my mild surprise, I noticed that the sun had climbed quite a bit from where it was. I licked my lips, realizing that at some point, my mouth decided to hang open as I basked in the sun.  

 

I didn’t feel completely awake and still felt the exquisite after effects of the bliss I had just experienced. My mind felt hazy… Yet I also felt clearer than I ever had. The strange contradiction seemed to create a lingering resonance of its own, making me feel warm and almost giddy.

 

“Correct me if I’m wrong…” I heard him say. “But it looks to me that you understand exactly how the sun can enhance the effects of the acoustics in this room.”

 

I turned to look at him and finally registered that he was standing right next to me. The moment his smiling face came into view, I felt my whole brain tingle with pleasure as a wave of pure unadulterated gratitude washed over me. My body moved on its own as I rode the feeling without thought. I turned and immediately threw myself in his arms, hugging him tightly as another wave of gratitude and appreciation threatened to overwhelm me. 

 

He wrapped his arms around me without a word and I melted in his strong embrace. My body pressed itself against his, making me hyper aware of how naked we were as my tits pressed against his broad chest and I felt his erection poke at my tummy. 

 

For some reason, his cock felt excessively wet and slick, but since it had been a while since I sucked him in the other room, I knew it couldn’t be because of my leftover drool. Part of my mind felt like it recognized the silky wetness it felt and it made me think that it was almost as if his cock had just fucked me…

 

Tingles erupted from deep within my mind, sending sparks of pleasure erupting through my brain. A sense of absolute truth bloomed within as I realized that I would surely have known if he had fucked me. A fresh wave of embarrassment made my cheeks burn as a powerful spike of arousal made me wish he had. 

 

I melted a little more into his arms as I tried to hide my arousal and embarrassment. A warm sense of security warmed me as I relished his embrace, but at the same time, I couldn’t ignore that there was definitely something about his strong presence that tickled my horniness as images of being impaled by him floated around my mind. 

 

My focus traveled down to my tummy and another, more powerful wave of arousal overtook my body. His cock felt so hard against my soft skin and I couldn’t help but picture how it would feel if it were to push itself deep inside me. I was already so familiar with its thickness and length that I felt I knew exactly how it would feel inside me. 

 

As I stood there naked in his presence, it became increasingly clear to me that I wouldn’t need much convincing if it turned out he wanted to experience more than my lips around his cock…

 

“I take it that you enjoyed the experience then?” he finally said, pulling my mind away from the moment and back to the experience I just had.

 

“That… huh… That would be an understatement…” I said, pushing myself out of his arms so I could look at him. “I… I never thought simply basking in the sun could be so… Amazing…”

 

“You’re not wrong to assume as much…” he said, smiling. “You were only able to experience that unique brand of meditation because your previous meditation is still so fresh in your mind. In fact, after seeing how deep you seemed to go for your second experience, I wouldn’t be surprised if you felt like you were still on a cloud right now.”

 

“Now that you mention it…” I said, taking a long slow breath as I smiled. “Yeah… Feels like I am… Hhmm… My mind feels like it got a relaxing massage… But… It’s strange… My whole body feels so relaxed… Warm… Tingly… Is that a side effect?”

 

“In a way it is…” he said smiling. “When the mind is relaxed and at peace, it can help us be more attuned to the sensations our bodies experience. As for the ‘tingly’ part though, that is most likely due to the special oils I used to help you relax earlier. I’ve found that they tend to react in a delightful way when exposed to the sun. Now that it dried on your skin… The effects will last for the rest of the day.”

 

“Really? That’s some potent oil you used on me…” I said, feeling my smile fade a little as I realized how long lasting the strange erotic tingling was going to last.

 

“Oh my… Apologies if I forgot to mention it before…” he said, no doubt noticing my faded smile. “Especially if you would have preferred me to skip the massage.”

 

“No it’s ok…” I said, smiling. “If it’s part of the meditation experience, then I must abide by the rules and go through all of it. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be a good guest now would I?”

 

“Very true…” he said, chuckling softly. “Speaking of rules, I do believe this would be a good time for you to obey my sixth rule.”

 

“Sixth rule?” I said, fighting through the happy haze to remember. “Oh right… I remember now… Sure… If you would show me to what you have on hand, I’d be more than happy to obey and prepare us a savory lunch.”

 

“Excellent.” he said. “Follow me.”

 

Part of my hazy blissful mind wanted to stay in the sun and extend the intense sensations I had just experienced, but I knew for a fact that I couldn’t disobey his rules or his soft instruction. I was a good guest and a good guest always obeys. So without a fuss, I followed him out of the room and went into the kitchen.

 

He showed me to his pantry and we had a brief discussion of our culinary options before he went to take care of a few things around the cabin. I felt so blissful that I didn’t even mind the fact that he wasn’t going to pitch in even if a buried part of me felt like he could have. 

 

Rule number 6 said I needed to cook for him, but it didn’t necessarily imply that he couldn’t help out. Especially when I remembered that, among his rules, that particular one made me frown because it seemed illogical for a guest to be expected to cook in someone else’s home. However, that sentiment evaporated quickly as I remembered him telling me how terrible he was in the kitchen, making him extremely anxious when he had to prepare meals for his guests. Since the whole goal of the cabin was to relax, it made sense to do it for him so he too could stay perfectly relaxed.

 

Besides… After he allowed me to experience his special brand of meditation, it made me extra happy to obey his rules and serve him something delicious to eat. 

 

As I prepared the meal alone, I couldn’t help but notice how the sounds of my preparations echoed and played into the velvety soundscape of the kitchen. I wasn’t preparing anything extra special, but I found myself taking my time as my mind focused more and more on the way the sounds played around me. It wasn’t distracting enough to make me stop my prep, but it was enough to carry my awareness away as it got completely blanketed by the feeling in my ears. I couldn’t help but smile as the happy haze seemed to grow thicker in my mind. 

 

Which in turn, seemed to tickle the arousal that still simmered along my skin…

 

My mind drifted in calm erotic thoughts as we eventually sat down to sample the light lunch I prepared. 

 

“You know my dear…” he said, savoring each bite of my meal. “You turned out to be very talented with your lips.” 

 

“Th… Thank you…” I said, feeling my cheeks burn.

 

“It makes me think you rather enjoy sucking cock… ” he said, looking into my eyes. 

 

“Yeah.. I kind of like sucking cock… You know… In general…” I said dreamily as I vividly recalled the feel of his cock on my tongue. 

 

“I see…” he said between bites. “Does that mean you always slowly worship them… You know… Like you did for me?”

 

“I huh… I don’t think so… Huh… Most of the time anyway…” I said, swallowing hard. “I mean… Sucking yours feels different… A lot more relaxing… Which huh… Adds a little something extra I think… And.. Huh…Yeah… Maybe it helps me focus a little more?”

 

My clit suddenly throb as I recalled just how relaxing and pleasurable his shaft felt inside my mouth.

 

“Yes… That certainly explains why it felt so extra nice…” he said, making me blush. “In any case, I’m glad it has such a relaxing effect on you because it should prove to be the perfect catalyst to prepare you for the final step in your mediation experience.”

 

“How so?” I asked, trying to stay focused even as the pleasure and haze continued to grow.

 

“Well after you are done dusting my cabin…” he said, offhandedly. “You might not be in the best mindset for the last step. However, since dusting should take you a fair amount of time, it will be tea time before we can indulge in the last meditation experience. And as you know, rule 8 states that you must give me a blowjob while I relax and enjoy my tea. Thus, you’ll be fully relaxed and ready for your last step in my special meditation experience.”

 

I blinked as I tried hard to follow everything he was saying. Was he implying I had to dust his cabin?

 

“Wait…” I said, thoroughly confused. “What did you say?”

 

“I said that it was fortunate that sucking my cock relaxes you because it will calm your mind down beautifully before the last experience.” he said, finishing his meal.

 

“Yes… Right… Of course it will…” I said, still trying to fight through the haze. “But that’s… That’s not the part… I mean… Did you just say… I… I had to dust your cabin?”

 

“Well of course I did.” he said casually as he got up from the table. “It’s part of the rules after all.”

 

I frowned as he walked up to me and I tried to remember which rule mentioned dusting.

 

“I’m sorry…” I said, looking up at him. “But I don’t think it is… I haven’t read anything about dusting.”

 

“Of course you did.” he said, smiling down at me. “It’s rule number 3.”

 

“Rule 3?” I said, frowning even more. “No… That rule only states… Huh… That a guest must maintain the peak cleanliness of the cabin so as to not contaminate it.”

 

“Exactly.” he said, still looming over me.

 

“But… Doesn’t that mean I need to keep myself clean and not clutter my room with my things?” I asked.

 

“It certainly encompasses that… Yes…” he said. “But it also means you must clean whatever needs to be cleaned.”

 

“What?” I said, surprised. “No… That can’t be right… You can’t… You can’t expect your guests to clean your cabin…”

 

“Not all the time… No… But I do expect good guests to obey and clean when it is needed because after all, their presence in my cabin sanctuary inevitably creates more of a mess than if I were here alone…” he said as he used his free hand to caress my cheek. “You are a good guest though, aren’t you?” he asked and I immediately nodded. “That means… You obey the owner and his rules… Correct?”

 

His touch sent my mind deeper into the haze and pleasure, making it so hard to think.

 

“Yes...” I found myself saying. “I obey…”

 

“Such a good guest…” he whispered. “Besides… You don’t have to worry because I think you’ll find that my cabin’s acoustics might make the experience of cleaning be surprisingly relaxing. In fact, you might even allow you to focus on your task in a way that resonates in much the same way as the crystal did on your forehead…”

 

As he said the last part, he moved his hand away from my cheek and softly tapped the middle of my forehead. The moment I felt his finger, all sense of worry and resistance drained away as a powerful wave of tingles cascaded through my brain.

 

Scattering my thoughts into oblivion…

 

“Now…” he said, smiling. “Be a good guest and clean up the mess you made in the kitchen. After that, you will dust the entire living room.”

 

He moved away, leaving me reeling in hazy pleasure as the fog in my mind thickened even more, making my nipples tingle and my clit throb. The confusion I felt faded away as the tingles provided purpose to replace it. I smiled warmly as it bloomed inside my mind and sent thrills of pleasure down my body. 

 

I was a good guest and a good guest obeys…

 

It was so simple… So easy… All I needed to do was obey… Finishing the last few bites of my meal wasn’t important now that I knew what I needed to do, so I got up and brought my plate to the compost bin to empty it. After that, I made sure to wash every single piece of cookware I used to prepare our meal and wiped down every surface I used.

 

All the while, the only thoughts in my mind were the purpose I was given as the relaxing soundscape of the cabin welcomed me once more, making me keenly aware that I could feel the resonance of my earlier meditations. Pleasure wasn’t far off as I found the feather duster and began to methodically go around the living room. Every inch I cleaned seemed to fill me with more and more pleasure as the sensation of the small vibrations of the duster in my hand added to resonance and fueled my pleasure. 

 

I had no thoughts to be able to wonder why dusting his cabin would bring me so much pleasure, but after a while, a thought tingled up from the depths of my mind. The act of dusting in itself wasn’t what was bringing me pleasure…

 

The pleasure came from obeying his rules…

 

The powerful mixture of relaxation and pleasure made it impossible to think or reason out why I would even think such a thought, much less deny it. 

 

All I was doing was obeying the owner and his rules, but somehow, it was giving me more happiness and pleasure than I ever thought I could experience while doing something as simple as dusting furniture. I found myself embracing it as I continued to clean and enjoyed the growing heat between my legs. 

 

The tingles made it so clear to me… So easy to grasp…

 

The simple truth was that I loved to obey.

 

I almost moaned as a vivid rush of arousal made my clit throb once more, making me embrace the concept even more as the cycle of discovery repeated again and again.

 

I was so lost in the euphoria of my self discovery that I didn’t even notice how long it took me to go through the whole living room. Thanks to the wonderful resonance blanketing my mind, all I could do was experience the moment and enjoy the peace and pleasure.

 

Before I knew it, my purpose was done, prompting me to go put the duster back where I had found it.

 

“I could be wrong, but it looked to me like I was right and you found the experience more pleasurable than usual, right?” I heard him say as I closed the closet. “Anyway… Excellent work!”

 

I turned to look in his direction as I felt his praise tickle my arousal even more.

 

“Thank you…” I said, still smiling dreamily. “I must say it was…”

 

My mind didn’t completely come out of my peaceful haze as I slowly walked towards him, still smiling. He was sitting comfortably in the lazy chair that faced out the living room window through which you could admire the lake. My nipples tingled a little as I realized that he had enjoyed his morning coffee in the same chair.

 

As if on cue, I heard the tell tale whistle of the kettle, indicating that the water within had reached its boiling point.

 

“Seems I was right and you finished just in time for my afternoon tea.” he said, smiling. “I took the liberty of preparing the tea pot and cup on a tray. Go pour the water in the pot, then cover it with the cozies before you serve the tray here on the table next to me.”

 

I was so blissful and happy that I didn’t even think about the fact that it was usually the host’s job to serve drinks to their guests. All I cared to think about when I heard him order me to serve him was that I had to obey and obeying meant pleasure. I still felt on a cloud as I walked to the stove and turned off the heat. I’m not sure why, but it felt to me as if I could feel his eyes on me as I slowly poured the boiling water into the pot. As instructed, I placed the cozy on the pot before I picked up the tray and brought it to him.

 

All the while, I could feel my nipples tingle with pleasure and my clit throb, confirming what my relaxed mind had concluded before: Obeying brought me pleasure…

 

As I placed the tray on the table next to him, I felt my pussy clench and my mouth water as I noticed the cushion on the floor between his legs. He was about to enjoy his tea, therefore I had to obey rule number 8 and help him relax by tenderly sucking his cock. I was a good guest and good guests obey the rules. I felt my mind tingle as I remembered the pleasure I felt when I thoughtlessly sucked his cock in the massage room.

 

In comparison, sucking him during his morning coffee had been a surprisingly pleasant and relaxing task, but it remained a task. As I made my way to face him, I couldn’t help but smile in giddy anticipation because I knew that obeying his rule would feel so 100 times better.

 

“You are such a wonderful guest…” he commented as I knelt on the cushion. “I’m so pleased that I don’t have to remind you of my rules for you to obey them. Especially since the thought of massaging my cock with your mouth seems to make you so happy. Or… Am I misinterpreting the smile I see on your lovely face?”

 

I was now perfectly leveled with his cock as it began to slowly engorge itself with each pulse of his heart. The sight of it captivated me, stirring up tingles of pleasure all the way down between my legs.

 

“You’re not misinterpreting anything. I’m… I’m very happy to obey you and your rules…” I said, licking my lips. “Particularly this one…”

 

“Enjoying one’s task is a sure fire way to perform it even better…” he said, chuckling as he caressed my head in a way that seemed to subtly edge me closer to his shaft. “So take all the time and liberties you need to enjoy your task while I relax and sip my tea…”

 

The tingles in my mind literally pulsed as I yielded to his soft pull and leaned forward to kiss his hardening shaft. The moment I felt his warm girth on my lips, waves of relaxing pleasure washed over my whole body as my already hazy mind focused all its lingering attention on his cock. Each lick and kiss sent tiny thrills through my lips as I concentrated on building his pleasure, which in turn kept my mind focused so it could relax. I felt myself reliving the same surprising awe as I sank deeper and deeper into the experience. 

 

The sounds of my lips seemed to echo in an impossibly velvety way within the cabin’s acoustics, making me remember how good it felt to simply explore what my mouth could offer his shaft as it finally reached its full hardness. I tried to imagine how my lips and tongue would feel along his renewed length as I massaged every inch of his member with slow determination. Even if tasting him made me hornier and hornier, I tried to keep my focus on giving him steady attentive pleasure.

 

I felt him sigh in delight, which only served to send thrills down my spine as I felt him casually place his left hand on my head once more. The feel of his touch was a little jarring as it pulled me out of my own headspace, but the feeling was immediately washed away as I looked up at him and saw how relaxed and peaceful he looked as he sipped his tea. His fingers gently played in my hair as he looked out the window, admiring the serene landscape outside. 

 

The contrast between his utterly relaxed body and his impossible hardness wasn’t lost on me as I softly bobbed my head up and down his sloppy cock. He was just as aroused as my body felt, yet, we were both able to move past our lust and use that simmering pleasure to relax. It made me vividly aware that he was experiencing something very similar to what I was feeling. Complete and utter relaxation while at the same time, enjoying erotic pleasures.

 

Another wave of arousal and warmth enveloped me, making my clit throb as I realized that even if we weren’t at all doing the same acts, we were sharing the same incredible experience. It created, at least in my foggy pleasure soaked mind, a sense of deep connection to the man that had so graciously welcomed me into his private sanctuary. He had meticulously honed, developed and mastered every inch of his cabin so he could thoroughly relax. 

 

Mastered…

 

The word echoed in the misty emptiness of my thoughts, sending more thrills of pleasure along my skin as my half closed eyes drank up the sight of him towering above me. He seemed so… Confident… Imposing… In his cabin, he had mastered every aspect of his domain and as I knelt there, I couldn’t help but feel that in a way, I was part of his cabin. His rules were part of what made his cabin such a sanctuary and by extension, obeying them also made me part of it. 

 

While I obeyed… I… I was part of his domain…

 

He looked away from the peaceful scenery and looked down into my eyes. Something deep in my mind pulsed with even more tingles as my gaze sharped to fully take in the sight before me. His soft smile didn’t betray at all the pleasure my mouth was offering him, yet I could see it dance in his eyes. His hand in my hair felt so gentle… Yet it exuded a sense of something deeper… More powerful… He was in perfect harmony with everything within his cabin… Mastering every detail to attain and offer states of incredibly pleasurable relaxation.

 

And with an intense spike of pleasure and arousal, I realized that the mastery of his domain included the mastery of me…

 

The image of him towering over me, gently playing in my hair as I knelt obediently between his legs and massaged his cock with my mouth suddenly seemed so fitting… So natural… It borrowed deep inside my mind and seemed to imprint itself in the same deep space from where the tingles erupted. He created the rules I had to obey and by surrendering to them, I was surrendering to him. 

 

I… I was surrendering to him…

 

The realization almost made me cum as the tingly sensation in my brain scattered my thoughts. Sending me deeper into euphoric bliss…

 

“Your mouth feels positively sublime my dear…” he finally said, pulling my mind back into focus. “It allowed me to truly relax and enjoy my tea…”

 

His praise sent shivers of delight down my spine. I felt so giddy and dazed… Like I was drunk or sleepy… My thoughts came so slowly to me as I continued to enjoy the feel of him on my tongue. He hadn’t specified that his tea was actually done, so I didn’t stop pleasuring him.

 

“What about you my dear?” he asked. “Did you enjoy our tea time?”

 

Our tea time…

 

His choice of words implied that I had enjoyed tea along with him, but the truth of the matter was that I had enjoyed something much more pleasurable than tea. Since I didn’t need actual words to answer his question, I sucked up his length until I barely had the end of his cock between my lips and nodded slowly, taking the opportunity to swirl my tongue lovingly on the tip.

 

His smile widened a little as he continued to play in my hair, preventing my mind from completely waking up from the bliss I was experiencing. We locked gazes as I took his member deeper. His eyes seemed to sparkle with deep satisfaction as my perception of him continued to inspire awe and pleasure. The more I looked up into his confident eyes, the more I felt myself focus on my task. The more I focused on my task, the more I felt myself melt into his domain and the more I melted, the keener I felt his mastery over me grow…

 

The sensation gave me so much tingly pleasure that I felt like I could stay there, sucking his cock for the rest of the day, but of course, that wasn’t part of the experience I had agreed to.

 

“As much as we would both enjoy a little more time like this, tea time is over and since you look thoroughly relaxed, it’s time for you to stop sucking my cock so I can guide you to experience the last step of meditation.” he said softly. “Unless you’d prefer to disobey the rules and just keep sucking…”

 

As much as I wished for it, there was no way I would allow myself to indulge in my own wants if it meant I was going to disobey his rules and turn into a bad guest. I pushed down the wave of disappointment as I pulled away from his cock and felt that not only his cock, but his hand also slipped away from me.

 

“No… Of course not…” I said, discovering how hoarse my voice was. “I wouldn’t dream of disobeying… Besides… The previous steps felt so nice… I’m looking forward to the next one.”

 

“It makes me so happy you enjoy it as much as I do.” he said, smiling. “After all, not everyone can appreciate my styles of meditation.”

 

“I know what you mean…” I said, smiling thoughtfully. “If I’m honest, I didn’t think I would enjoy it as much as I do. It’s… Surprising…”

 

“New experiences are often surprising.” he said. “Especially those we didn’t think we’d enjoy.”

 

“Can’t argue there…” I said. “So huh… For this last step… Do we need to move to another special room?”

 

“Not quite…” he said. “Your last step will be experienced outside.”

 

“Outside?” I said, frowning slightly through the haze still floating in my mind. “But… I thought your meditation experience was huh… Linked to your cabin’s acoustics… Isn’t it?”

 

“It is.” he said as his soft smile turned a little mischievous. “But those acoustics are derived from frequencies you find in nature and as such, once you’ve become attuned to them, you are able to focus on them when you are in peaceful outdoor places.”

 

“How odd…” I said, not fully grasping what he was explaining. “But I trust your expertise and I can’t wait to see how it feels!”

 

“That’s the spirit!” he said. “Now… Shall we?”

 

I nodded as I looked down at his erection, still slick with my spit and standing proudly at attention. Even now, he hadn’t orgasmed and was perfectly content to have simply felt my lips around him. It made me wonder just how much pleasure he was able to store and enjoy. I couldn't even begin to imagine how it would feel for a guy to edge himself like that. Did he even edge? Did my worshipful ministration even get him close to a release?

 

Surely not… Otherwise he wouldn’t relax as much as he did.

 

A wave of pleasure made me almost moan as I realized that with practices like that, he would have almost endless stamina, which meant that being fucked by him would surely turned out to be… Intense…

 

I shuddered as I pulled my head out of the fantasy. He motioned for me to get up, but something about leaving his cock covered in drool felt wrong. So I smiled and shook my head, which made him frown.

 

“Please… Wait just a moment longer…” I said softly. “It wouldn’t do to know my massage left you covered in spit… So… If it’s ok… May I clean your cock of all this excess drool?”

 

“That’s very considerate of you my dear…” he said. “By all means, go right ahead.”

 

I smiled, blushing a little as I leaned back towards his cock and engulfed him. I’m not even sure where the idea of cleaning his cock with my mouth came from, but as I started to delicately unsully his aching member, I felt a warm wave of happy contentment wash over me. 

 

The act felt so submissive… Which felt so right considering that I was surrendering to him. Pleasure and tingles enveloped me anew, tempting me to extend my new found opportunity to taste him. But I knew I couldn’t so all I did was tenderly lick and suck up all the excess lubrication I had previously applied. 

 

“Much better…” I said after moving off his member. 

 

“Indeed it is. Your extra dedication is greatly appreciated.” he said, sending a thrill down my spine. “Now… Before your relaxed state of mind fades too much, let us go outside so you can complete your special meditation…”

 

There was no command in his words and yet, to my relaxed hazy mind, his intentions were so clear that it felt as if he had given me a direct instruction. He helped me up and guided me towards the door leading to the lake. I followed him obediently, smiling softly as the relaxing haze in my mind kept me floating in bliss. 

 

As we stepped outside, I couldn’t help but wonder how profound the last step would turn out to be…