My Sexy Maid's
Erland Massage

Erland carried the body of Mirah until on the sofa slowly land Mirah's body was placed. Mirah sat on the sofa and Erland crouched her hands and held onto Mirah's right ankle, but again Mirah felt awkward with her master's actions, with reflex feet that have been held Erland on the edge of his.

" Mister, what do you think my feet are?"

" Ck..can you shut up?"

" I'm sorry but sir would you like my foot..?"

" I want this bulging of your feet?'

" That means..?"

" If you keep asking, then this leg of yours I tie with a rope!'

" Well.a-what..?"

" I want to check your legs, so don't be fussy..!"

Mirah immediately silenced no longer dare to say a word, she then noticed what Erland would do to her feet. Erland held and slightly incited by Erland, Mirah again voiced out because it was very painful.

" Akwm..!"

" It hurts?"

" Yes, sir."

Erland understood that her maid's ankle was sprained, she stood up and walked towards the closet to take the medicine that was still available, the drug can reduce the swollen muscles Erland has experienced treating in his students if there is a sprained when falling exercising. Erland crouched back in front of Mirah's legs, the medicine she sprayed the swollen parts. Erland will massage back the position of Mirah's sprained ankle.

" Hold ya! it will hurt but believe me afterwards I guarantee you will be able to walk again."

Erland then gave a handkerchief from inside the bag of pants and then folded into thick folds.

" Bite this handkerchief, so that you can bear the pain, ok.follow my aba!"

Mirah then put a handkerchief in her mouth.

" Yes ready..!"

Erland began to justify the position of Mirah's ankle, Mirah's chest began to beat because it must be ready to withstand the pain, but he must believe and be sure of what Erland said.

" Bismillah..!" Erland said slowly.

Erland's hands with rapid movements such as turning right and left while being pressed on the sprained part of the leg muscles.

" That's why..!" Mirah endured the pain by biting a handkerchief in the mouth, her hands squeezing the edge of the sofa, the cold sweat of a large amount of corn on her face and neck, the pain was overwhelming.

Just a matter of 10 seconds, Mirah's legs have been healed Erland.

" Now try to stand up..!'

Still the breath that was stingingly hard Mirah slowly stood up began to step on both feet, and miraculously the pain in her ankle instantly disappeared.

" Try the way!' Erland's orders again.

Mirah walked a few steps, Mirah was amazed that the pain had said it did not hurt at all. His feet were right as ever, there was not the slightest pain. Feeling disbelief Mirah walked back and forth wanting to ascertain what pain was still there.

" How..still sick no, Hhm?" Looking at the face of Mirah.

" No longer Sir, it feels like my legs never happened what, really have returned as usual again."

Erland nodded with a smile, now that he had managed to heal his sprained leg.

" Great sir, thank you, sir..!"

" The next time you go up and down the stairs watch your steps.."

" Yes, sir..!"

" I'm already hungry, and have to go back to the office, have you eaten?"

" No sir, then..!"

" We eat the same..!"

" No sir, I'll eat!'

" You want me to fire..!'

" Eugh, don't sir sa-I need a job.."

" Ok, if we don't get fired, we'll eat together!"

Mirah finally did not want to, although very awkward eating alone with her Master.