Oliver was busy at his office, going through files and mails when I called him up. It was his birthday and I had a surprise planned for him. After casually flirting with each other I let him know that I'll be sending him an invitation and asked him to show up right on time. He kept on pressing me to know more details, but to no avail, he knew I was very good at keeping my lips sealed, no matter what.
Come evening, he reached the place I had invited him to. It was in the outskirts of a small town and surrounded by open fields and trees. It was an old mansion which stood in the middle of nowhere with walls around it giving it quite the creepy and mysterious vibe.
He walked up the cobblestone pathway leading to the front door and knocked on it. The heavy brass knocker created a deep noise on the thick charcoal black wooden door.
A tall, well built man wearing a suit opened the door.
"Good evening Sir, how may I help you?"
"Umm.. is this Graceview Manor?" Oliver asked.
"Yes this is Graceview Manor sir, what brings you here?" the man asks again.
"I.. I got this invitation from a friend of mine, Lucia… Is she here?"
"Ah! Miss Lucia, yes she is already here, so you must be Mr. Oliver, please come in" He gestured to Oliver to enter.
"Thank you.." Oliver smiled as he entered the mansion.
Oliver's jaw dropped on the floor as he looked around. This was an amazing place. The interior, furniture, tapestry everything looked elegant and antique.
"She really went bonkers this time!" Oliver thinks to himself.
"Please wait for a moment and make yourself comfortable sir" the man leaves as Oliver observes the many antiquities.
A few minutes later the tall man walks in along with another person.
"Good evening and welcome Mr. Oliver! I am Victor, pleased to meet you." Oliver and Victor shake their hands as the tall man proceeds to hand Oliver a flower bouquet.
"A very happy birthday to you sir, Graceview Manor is honored to host you on your special day. This is butler Frank, he's here to take care of the guests. You must be eager to meet Miss Lucia, she's busy getting prepared, so if you please follow Frank, he will escort you and let you know about tonight's arrangements. Now if you please, I'll take my leave. Have a wonderful evening, sir." Victor leaves as Oliver follows Frank to a room, down the hallway. The room seems like a study room filled with bookshelves, a large mahogany desk, leather chair, a mini bar at the side having all sorts of liquor which would turn connoisseurs green with envy.
Frank began speaking, "would you like to have a drink sir?" gesturing towards the mini bar.
"Whiskey would be great.." Oliver answers as Frank nods and goes to prepare the drink.
"As I prepare your drink, allow me to inform you about the main event.." Frank waits a moment and then continues, "You see, we are more than a mere birthday event organiser, we specialize in helping our patrons fulfill their inner desires. Many of our regular members have deep and darker wishes they want to savour and enjoy but failed to do so until they met us. But before getting any deeper, let me ask you… Do you have any deep fantasies?" Frank holds the glass of whiskey in front of Oliver.
"Thank you.." Oliver takes the glass and clears his throat. "Fantasies? Ah maybe, depending upon context, I do have a few, what exactly are you asking me Frank? I can call you Frank, right?"
"Absolutely sir, you can call me Frank, I am at your service. Let me give you a little more information as I can see all this seems a bit much to take in right away. Miss Lucia approached us to host your birthday, ensuring you have a delightful time here. She has provided us with details which helped us to prepare for today."
"What is the plan? Now I feel really curious.." Oliver asks enthusiastically.
"She has told me that both of you enjoy bondage and have indulged in various role plays during sexual intercourse."
"Yes, she is a masochist and enjoys pain and I enjoy inflicting pain and pleasure upon her." Oliver replies.
"Well that brings us to tonight's arrangement. She asked us to prepare a scenario which you would love. Thing is, you won't be alone in this and there will be two other guys helping you as part of the roleplaying scene. I hope that wouldn't bother you in any way?"
"It is fine and I won't mind, in fact I do have a few plans already in my mind.." Oliver smirks as Frank nods.
"The scenario is that Miss Lucia is part of a smuggling ring and was on her way out of the country with a briefcase. She was nabbed at the airport by secret police and now brought here. The briefcase contains sensitive data but can only be opened by a code, any other means will trigger a mechanism which will destroy its contents. So, you are ordered by the chief of police to interrogate and get the passcode from her by any means necessary."
Oliver quietly listens to him and then replies, "Where is that bitch? Bring her here now.."
"Yes sir.." Frank rings a bell from behind the desk and a few moments later two hunky looking guys drag me inside the room.
A rag was covering my face and as it is pulled over, my eyes flinch as it adjusts to the light, I see Oliver leaning at the desk, watching me intently. My wrists were cuffed behind me and I was being held tightly by the two men. I tried smiling at Oliver and wished him, "Happy birthday Oliver, glad that you made it here.." I wasn't finished as he walked over and slapped me. "Do not speak unless spoken to, filthy spy!" He growled at me. I knew right away the scenario had begun. So I looked him in the eye and gave him a stern and defiant stare.
"You think you are strong but let me assure you, I will make you talk!" Oliver declared.
He eyed me up and down, I was wearing an old worn prison outfit with black and white stripes. The smaller sized outfit hugged my well toned body tightly like a second skin. My hands were cuffed behind me resulting in my large breasts straining against the shirt. His fingers reached and began unbuttoning my shirt. He saw that I wasn't wearing anything underneath. He smiled as he brushed his fingers over my nipples, slowly making them erect under his touch as they poked through the shirt fabric. Oliver gently leaned in to kiss my neck but instead he smelled me, he could smell the fear and anticipation growing inside me as he gently caressed my lips, lingering over my lower lip, feeling its tenderness.
"You can do yourself and us a favor by letting us know what is the passcode to the case you were carrying, but of course, it will be more fun if you are unwilling to do so.." Oliver's words send shivers down my spine as I couldn't wait any longer.
"You can try your best…" I spat back.
"Best? I hardly think we'll need to go that far with you anyways.." Oliver chuckled, "Let's give her a more appropriate and comfier accommodation than in here, shall we?"
The men drag me out of the room and down to the basement where there are many smaller chambers lined up. I am taken into one of those rooms as Oliver and Frank follow. I am made to stand in the middle as Oliver looks around and finds something that grabs his attention.
"I have the perfect way to start us off with.." He points to the wooden bench at the side and orders the men to lay me down on it.
I fake struggling as they make me lie down on the wooden bench, my head hanging off the edge and proceed to cuff my wrists to my sides, to the leather cuffs already placed on the bench. My legs are tied off as well as I lie helplessly.
I see one of the men bring a ragged cloth as the other fits a rubber pipe to a tap and hands it to Oliver.
Oliver takes a chair, sits near my head. He grabs my hair and holds my head up. "I hope you know how to swim.." Oliver smirks as the man holding the cloth presses it over my face and as Oliver asks the man near the tap to open the water, he holds the pipe over the cloth. They are waterboarding me!
The cloth is pressed tightly over my mouth and nose, as water gushes over it, making me feel like I'm drowning, but am not! I struggle to breathe and try to thrash my head, but Oliver is holding my head tightly and making sure I suffer. After what seemed like ages, they stop and I cough and gasp for air.
Oliver allows me to rest a little and once again repeat it. I groan and throw my arms and legs in desperation as he continues running the water, focusing it on my face. Enjoying my suffering, he finally stops and watches me cough more as my face turns red.
Oliver asks Frank to take over as he gets up the chair and walks around me. He runs his hand over my body. He sits on me, stradling my hips as his weight presses me on the bench. He nods to Frank as my waterboarding resumes.
"GGMMMMNNNNN!" I groan again but my struggles are tougher as Oliver's body weight is pinning me down. Even while suffering from this torture, I could feel Oliver's fingers grabbing my breasts and squeezing them very hard. I moaned as my body betrayed me and began getting aroused. They stopped as I heaved in relief. But it was short lived as they resumed again.
"UUUGGHHHH!" I was out of breath and felt Oliver was crushing my breasts in his hands again and again. He ripped the shirt open and continued kneading and squeezing them roughly. He was enjoying this as if he was making dough to create udon or perhaps bread. An eternity later they stopped. My breasts had turned pink from Oliver's rough handling.
"Are you willing to talk? We can take this slowly.. I just want the 1st digit, that's it.. Let us know what is the 1st digit of the 4 digit combination?
As per the setup, I was already told what the code was and for me the challenge was to keep it a secret as long as I could.
"Go to hell!" I softly replied.
"But we are in heaven!" Oliver laughs, "but you… on the contrary, you are in hell and it will only get worse from here, if you don't comply with us… So, what is the number?"
Oliver waits for a bit and as I give him nothing but silent glaring, he asks for help from one of the other men as they both untie my legs and retie them to chains hanging from the ceiling. My legs are now parted wide as they hang.
"Last chance, what is the number?"
I stay quiet.
"Fair enough!" Oliver moves towards the table with an assortment of tools and brings two soft rubber riding crops and hands one to the man at my feet. He gestures to Frank to resume the waterboarding. Once again I begin drowning and grow out of breath. As I was struggling I suddenly felt my soles are being slapped. The man begins slapping my soles harder, making me whimper in pain. Oliver licked his lips watching me struggle as his hand caressed my midriff. He felt the soft skin covering my strong abs and then kissed it. He licked my navel and outlined my abs with his finger before standing back up and without a moment's delay began raining down the crop harder and faster. I groaned from this new attack. Although the crops were softer and lighter, it began hurting after a while. They continued their joint assault for sometime. When they stopped I was on the verge of orgasm. Amidst the pain, my nipples were erect and my vagina was gushing like a river. I was enjoying every moment of this and knew so was Oliver.
Oliver yanked the button holding my pants and searched for my clitoris. Once he found it, he pinched the protruding tip and began relentlessly beating it with the crop.
"GGLLRRRGGHHHNN!" I howled in pain as he continued beating my clit. When they stopped I finally gave the 1st number, "EIGHT… EIGHT… it is eight! AAAAHHHNNNN!"
Oliver stopped only after he was satisfied I wasn't lying. They let my head fall, as I gasped and coughed trying to regain some energy.
"That wasn't hard now was it? You see we stopped as soon as you told us the number. But that makes me a little sad, I thought you were stronger than this.." Oliver spoke as he teasingly tapped on my erect nipples. "Also, now we have very important information about you.. It seems you enjoyed your interrogation!" Oliver fakes being surprised. His fingers reach between my legs and he begins rubbing my pussylips, "My oh my! She is soaking wet! She is such a lewd woman!"
Frank and the others gave evil grins as Oliver began rubbing my vaginal lips making me moan deeply. Oliver's fingers rubbed my whipped abs gently as my skin began glistening under heat.
"Let's drive this bitch crazy from arousal, if she likes to be horny, so be it, she gave us one digit, I believe she deserves some reward in exchange" Oliver's voice melts me even more as I crave for his touch.
Two strong hands begin massaging my breasts, kneading my tit meat and pulling on my already rock hard nipples. They continue to milk my tits from base to tip, taking special care of my nipples by twisting and pinching them with their nails. Oliver continued rubbing and caressing my vagina and clitoris, making me leak more juice. They began making me feel more and more aroused as I reached my orgasmic edge. As I was about to let it out, they changed their actions and began slapping me. They violently slapped my breasts, Oliver slapped my pussy lips, squirting juice with each contact. The man at my feet had a clear access to my butt as my legs were raised up and wide and began spanking me with the crop.
"Aaaahh! Oofff!" I struggled in frustration as Oliver once again began beating my abs and area above my clitoris, viciously with the crop.
"AAAHHH! UUUFFHH! HHHNNNN!" I clenched my teeth as they continued to beat me.
After a while Oliver stopped and the others followed suit. I am left out of breath, gasping for air and my entire body covered with beads of sweat. They resumed caressing me with their hands, rubbing my skin, pulling, pinching and kneading every inch, lathering the sweat all over me. Oliver twisted and pinched my vaginal lips, even blowing air on my engorged clit. I thrashed my head from pleasure. Frank and one of the men focused on my tits once again, this time biting my nipples with their teeth and pinching my underboobs. Soon their effort drove me to another orgasmic edge but they stopped.
"FUCK! Don't stop, please let me cum.. Ooohh!" I pleaded.
Instead of allowing me to cum, Oliver drove his fist hard and twisted his knuckles as he made contact with my belly. My abs absorbed the impact but it was damn painful.
"UURRGGGHH!" I gurgled in pain.
"Her physique is exquisite! She is a very strong woman with a well trained body, look at her abs and muscles, they aren't too big but perfectly sexy. We'll enjoy breaking you so much!" Oliver and the others pulled me off the bench and chained my arms, pulling them as wide as possible. My ankle cuffs were bolted to the floor, pulling my legs wide as well. I was left stretched in a spread eagle and on my tip toes. Frank ripped off the remaining clothing off my body, leaving me stark naked, in front of their hungry eyes. Oliver grabbed my tits and began kissing my neck. His fingers pinched my nipples hard while he sucked at my nape. I was moaning loudly and pulling at the chains, trying to free my arms but the chains kept me stretched. Oliver kissed me deeply and passionately. As our tongues and lips encased each other, Oliver's hand reached below and began finger fucking my vagina once more.
"MMMMMNNNNNnnnnmm" I exclaimed in pleasure as I wanted him to go deeper. He obliged as his fingers invaded deeper, my insides were on fire, my pussy walls clenched around his fingers tightly. Oliver vigorously fingered me as I reached yet another orgasmic edge. Suddenly he broke the kiss and pushed himself away and as soon as he did that, pain engulfed me.
"UUUUHHHNNNN! Aaauuugghh!" I grunted in pain as the two men began beating my kidneys with leather spanking paddles. They alternated between my asscheeks and kidneys. This time the pain wasn't subsiding my arousal but fueled it more, I was beginning to enjoy the pain and was craving for more. Oliver sensed it and directed one guy to shift from behind and beat my pussy and clitoris. He obeyed and started flattening my pussylips.
"FUUUUCCKKK! AAAAAUUGGHHH!" I screamed as I could feel him focused on pummeling my engorged clit over and over again. I thrashed my head as I couldn't hold any longer and let go of my orgasm.
"EEEEEAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH" I squirted out pussy juice as I exploded into orgasm. He kept beating my pussy till I stopped squirting.
I was left panting heavily, gasping for air as Oliver came closer. He observed my sweat drenched body, all stretched and helpless, now tired from orgasming so hard. My hair was pulled into a tight ponytail, he grabbed it and yanked it backwards, straining my neck and looking deep in my eyes asked in a very serious voice,
"What is the next number?"
My lips quivered as I replied to him, "I won't tell.."
"Very well… more entertainment for us." Oliver had a cruel smile on his lips.
He held up my tits and began feeling them. He squeezed and pulled my large tits, especially my elongated nipples. He suckled on them for a few moments, licking them with his tongue, making me moan. After orgasming my body was more sensitive and his teasing sent shivers all over my body.
"Her tits haven't been properly attended to. Is there something we can do to make her tits entertain us for a while?" Oliver asks Frank. Frank gestures Oliver to follow him to somewhere behind me and after a bit I hear Oliver's voice,
"Splendid! This is fantastic! Let's show this to her..".
Oliver and the rest drag something heavy and on wheels from behind me. Oliver runs in front of me, all excited and speaks to me,
"You won't believe what I found back there, it's a dream come true for both of us, your tits will love this.." As they drag the thing in front of me, it takes me some time to realise what it is. And as soon as I realise, my eyes widen as my heart begins to beat faster. It is an electrocution device! Old but still operative, with dials and knobs, and most notoriously, equipped with wired alligator clamps. It really was a dream come true! I always imagined being tortured ruthlessly with such a device but never got to try one in person. Now it was time! Oliver slapped me hard and I was brought back to reality.
"I asked you a question.. What is the next number, either tell us or we use that on these lovelies.." He spoke while kneading my tits.
"Go to hell.." I spat back at him. Oliver simply smiled and continued to pull and twist my right nipple between his index and thumb. Frank handed him one of the clamps and as I watched, he pinched right below my areola and let the clamp bite on the pinched area.
"Mmmnn.." I suppressed my moaning as I felt the clamp bite down on my tit skin. He did the same with my left tit. Frank plugged the other ends to their respective slots and turned the machine on. It purred like a grumpy cat, being woken up abruptly from its slumber. Sweat ran down my spine as they began fiddling with the controls. I was waiting with bated breath. Frank turned a knob and then pushed the lever.
"Gaahh!" I screamed and spasmed as the shock hit me and at the same time, the clamps jerked off my tits.
"Damn it!" Oliver was disappointed. He picked up the clamps. "These are slipping off of her sweaty skin. Looks like we need to put these on your cute nipples.." As he spoke, he rubbed the clamps over my nipples, his eyes filled with cruel lust. Then very gently he placed the clamps and watched as the toothy jaws chewed down on my fleshy nipples.
"Mmmnnhhnn.." moans inadvertently escaped through my lips.
As the lever was pushed again, I was anticipating to be rocked by the electric shock once more, but instead what I got was a slow vibrating feel on my clamped nipples. It felt like a thousand tiny ants or bugs crawling inside my tits and getting spread over my chest and upper body. My tits began feeling warmer and nipples grew painful. Oliver ordered the men to spank my ass again. They began hitting me as my asscheeks quivered and bounced as each hit sent ripples across my ass. Oliver asked Frank to stop the electrocution. The men were ordered to stop as well. Oliver brought a glass of water and held up the straw to my lips. I suddenly realised my mouth was completely dry. I sipped the water and quenched my parched throat.
Oliver kissed my lips and whispered into my ears, "Just let us know if it gets too rough baby..". I looked into his eyes and pleaded him to not stop, I was so aroused from all this torture. He smiled and after checking if the clamps on my nipples were firmly in place or not, proceeded to resume the electrocution.
Frank increased the dial and pushed the lever. Now the shock began feeling like worms were crawling beneath my skin.
"Uuuufff!" I threw my head back and enjoyed the painful surge throughout my body as I began leaking juice from my pussy.
Suddenly Frank gave me a heavier jolt of electricity as it punched my lungs.
"GAAAAHH!" I screamed even though the jolt for barely a fraction of a second. Now the worms were feeling more painful and as if they were trying to crawl out of my skin. Frank stopped and as I was busy gasping for breath, one of the men clamped another pair to my labia lips. The man pushed his fingers inside my pussy and explored it for a while, enjoying how wet it was inside and me gushing out more and more juice. I was getting wild, I needed more pain, why were they stopping? I jerked and screamed at the man,
"You bastard! Do your worst! You can't break me!" I spat at him as he slapped me hard and Oliver asked Frank to increase the electricity. They watched me arch and strain as the current went through my nipples and pussylips and made me scream on top of my lungs.
"EEEEAAAAARRRGGG!" I convulsed and thrashed, sweat splattered off my body as the torture began driving me insane. I was cursing but they didn't stop the electric flow. They watched as my body danced an erotic yet painful dance, every inch of my body tensed and suffering unspeakably. I couldn't hold myself and I orgasmed once more, squirting to my torturers' delight. As soon as they stopped the electrocution, my bladder gave in and I pissed in front of them. Oh the humiliation, I was embarrassed and yet it only fueled my sexual arousal as well as giving Oliver and the rest more enthusiasm to continue brutally breaking me.
"Fff…five.." I spoke softly.
Oliver came close and asked me to repeat.
"Five.. it is five, the second number" I replied.
Oliver knew they were breaking me, and I was reaching my limit, it won't be fun if he got me completely broken, it wasn't a real interrogation after all. Also time was running out, we needed some alone time with each other as well. Oliver asked Frank to prepare the next part of the interrogation as he cruelly ripped the clamps off my nipples. It was more painful as blood rushed back and I whimpered in pain. But it wasn't done yet, he yanked the ones off my pussy lips too. I convulsed and gave him a weak look. He came close and licked my nipples, oh his lips were so gentle, all my pain seemed to vanish as he continued to suck and lick my tortured nipples. I moaned in relief and pleasure. His fingers rubbed my pussy lips and gently pushed inside my pussy. He felt my insides for a bit and then knelt between my legs. His hands rested on my sweaty hips as he began licking my pussy.
"AAAAHHHH" I moaned in pleasure as his loving tongue massaged my sensitive and sore pussy. He made me get aroused again and come close to a pleasurable orgasm. But then he stopped. He had a wicked smile as he got up and spoke,
"We can't allow you to enjoy it my sweetheart, it is torture afterall." He stepped aside as I heard a noise of something heavy being dragged from behind me. The two men assisting removed my ankle cuffs and held my legs up as Frank pushed a wooden horse beneath me and they worked together to make me ride myself above it.
"Oh god!" I began sweating profusely after realising I am about to be tortured atop the vicious wooden horse. My pussy was split as it rested on the sharp angle of the horse. It made me feel worse and it already began to be painful. Everything, from my clitoris to my tailbone, it hurt me like hell. I was struggling, trying to grab the sides with my thighs, trying to ease the pain and get some relief, but it was futile. To make matters worse, they hung iron balls weighing a pound each from both my legs. These pulled me down deeper as I screamed,
"AAAIIIIIIII.. AAAAAHHH", I couldn't speak as it hurt me so bad. Oliver brought a multi-tailed leather flogger and caressed my thighs with it.
"You look absolutely gorgeous, suffering so beautifully. I wish this night went on forever." I looked at him as he kissed my thigh and then began whipping my ass.
He didn't go easy and whipped me harder and harder, my ass enduring the punishment. I screamed and screamed as the sharp end dug in my pussy and tortured it brutally. At one point, I didn't even realise that Frank had joined in and added 2 more pounds on my feet.
"KKYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIII!" I was thrashing myself like a crazy person, the pain was indescribable as I begged him to stop. But Oliver shifted from punishing my ass and began whipping my tits, watching my large mammaries absorb the cruel lashings. Leather crashing against my flesh, making a distinct cracking noise as he continued his sadistic fun. My tits turned a deeper shade of red and my screams were reduced to groans. He stopped only to lash my clit which was painfully erect and exposed being resting against the edge of the horse.
"EEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIII!" I screamed in new found agony as he delivered blow after blow till I orgasmed again. When it subsided, I found it difficult to even breathe, every breath felt painful, my lungs were on fire, my body aching all over. The horse was soaking with my sweat, juice from orgasm and piss. When the two assistants began rocking the horse back and forth, I couldn't take it anymore and begged them to stop.
"Please.. Please stop! I can't .. I can't take it anymore, the passcode is 8531.. 8531! Please stop, I beg you.. Pleeeease..!" I cried as tears rolled down my face.
Oliver observed my nipples, my clit, and soaking wet pussy and then replied,
"Your body says otherwise, it seems you are enjoying it thoroughly. Truth be said, we are enjoying it too, it will be a shame to end this so soon"
"No oohh! Please, I told you the passcode. Please don't torture me more." I pleaded again, though deep inside, my pathetic masochist self was hoping they would continue their brutality. I wanted them to torture me till I fainted and then bring me back to my senses and continue make me suffer again. I wanted them to make me suffer endlessly, such a disgraceful and dangerous thing to wish for. I was cursing myself, my body but couldn't help but grow aroused all over again. Oliver knew it won't end like this, but he didn't want to push me any longer, he already had me tortured a lot more than what I usually go through and he knew anymore would be detrimental for me. So he stopped the scene and the men began releasing me from my bondage.
He spoke, "looks like the passcode is a correct one and our time is up, I am needed at another place, it was fun breaking you, you were a fool to think you could withstand us, although you were pretty tough, very tough indeed, you made us work longer than any other before you." He came up to me and hugged me tight.
"This was an amazing evening, baby, you were so strong", he whispered to me.
"Anything for you my love, you really pushed me beyond my limits and I am happy that I could endure through all that" I kissed Oliver deeply, as he carried me up in his arms. We exited the basement and were brought to our suite for the night. We both bathed together, and he made love to me under the shower. He kissed and sucked my well whipped tits, chewed on my nipples and made me whimper a little. My pussy was raw from the horse torture and multiple orgasms, he tongue-fucked me and made me cum again. Then plunged his cock deep inside me as I straddled him. He buried his face between my tits as he soon exploded inside me, shooting his seeds in my hungry womb. We finished washing each other up and got in bed naked. He caressed my skin, soothing it, kissing my wrists, my ankles, which were marked from the cuffs and kissed my lips.
"You have an amazing core strength babe, I wonder what if you become a fitness influencer?" Oliver cuddled me while speaking.
"I am nothing like an influencer, have you seen them? I don't want to look all muscular like them, I am happy being strong for you and for our fun bdsm games."
"Ah yeah that is true! Anyways, thank you so much for such an erotic birthday surprise Lucia."
We joked and laughed for a while before drifting away to sleep in each other's arms. Next morning as we were ready to depart, Frank came forward and gave Oliver an envelope. He insisted on opening it there but both Frank and I asked him to do it at a later time when he was back home.
Later that evening he found out that the envelope contained a DVD with the entire night recorded in it with a note from me saying.
"This is the first of the many pleasurable times we will be spending together in future, with love Lucia."
There was another card from Graceview Manor which read,
"Compliments from Graceview Manor. Mr Oliver sir, we hope your evening with us went well and if anything went a miss, you have our sincerest apologies. We pride ourselves in successfully catering to our patrons' wildest fantasies. Miss Lucia has left us flabbergasted with her otherworldly endurance. We are honoured to say that she is a rare find, a priceless gem that outshines anything in its vicinity. We at Graceview Manor have hereby decided to host you both whenever you feel to spend quality time at our accommodation. It will be completely free of any cost or encumbrances. Please let us know of your decision at the number provided on this card. Thank you on behalf of the entire Graceview Management."
It was a surprise for both of us but we didn't complain and we are looking forward to visiting it soon.