At his moment, Reinhardt was inside a large chamber that was designed like a banquet hall in mind. With exquisite marble floors, costly tapestries, and aligned with rows of tables with fine wine and dishes.
The crystal chandeliers hanging above illuminated the place in a brilliant light, casting an ethereal glow on the ladies in waiting who were dressed in erotic maid attire.
While it did cover their important parts, it also accentuated them at the same time, while leaving the rest to the imagination.
He was made to lie on a bed with his upper body reclining against a mountain of pillows. Nubile maids surrounded him, feeding him all kinds of dishes.
Reinhardt bit gently at the berry that was fed to him. Other than the taste of the fruit, there was also the scent of honey and jasmine drifting from a woman who lay against him on the bed. Her skin soft and pleasing to the touch.
