NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

After the massage session, Anna’s exit was awkward at best. She avoided eye contact, her face flushed with embarrassment as Yohan walked her past Chloe and Mia.

Mia was oblivious, while Chloe tried to keep a straight face, but her mind kept circling back.

’Yohan... was having sex with a woman like that?’

She couldn’t believe it. It didn’t fit with the image of him she was trying to build in her head. She didn’t know whether to be disgusted, jealous... or something else entirely.

A few minutes later, Yohan returned.

”Chloe, can I talk to you in my office for a minute?”

”What for?” she asked, arms crossed.

”I just want to ask you a few things,” he replied casually.

After a moment’s pause, she gave in. ”Fine.”

She followed him inside, and he shut the door gently behind her.

”I think I might have to install locks,” he muttered with a small smile. ”Maybe even some soundproofing.”

”I’m really sorry you had to walk in on that,” he added sincerely.

Chloe shrugged, trying to act unbothered. ”It’s none of my business what you do. You’re the boss here, right?”

”Still,” he said, stepping a little closer, ”I don’t want it to cause any tension between us.”

”There’s no tension,” she replied, but her voice wavered slightly.

Yohan gave a small, knowing smirk. ”That’s not what your eyes are saying.”

”Can I go now?”

”Not yet. Why are you in a rush?” he asked, stepping even closer

Her body tensed. ”W-What do you mean? I have work to do.”

”I know. I just wanted to make sure this wouldn’t affect our arrangement.”

Her eyes widened. ”W-What arrangement?” she asked, though she already knew what he meant. Her cheeks burned.

He gave her that confident smirk.

”You know... the one where I get to do things to your body and you pretend to hate it.”

Chloe swallowed hard. ”I don’t understand what you’re talking about,” she mumbled, eyes darting toward the door.

”Oh yeah?” he said. ”Maybe this will jog your memory.”

Before she could react, his hands slid around from behind and grabbed her breasts.

Chloe gasped. A sharp jolt of pleasure shot through her. She whimpered, her body betraying her.

”Were you jealous when you saw us?” he whispered against her ear.

”N-No. O-of course not,” she stammered, her breath catching as his fingers continued to knead her breasts.

”Don’t lie to me,” he said softly. ”You must’ve wished it was you.”

”That’s not true,” she forced out, trying to hold herself together.

”Then you don’t mind if I confirm it myself, do you?”

His hand moved lower, squeezing her ass as he pulled up her skirt. The air against her exposed thighs sent a shiver through her.

”You’re so pretty, Chloe,” he whispered again, this time even closer, making her heart pound.

She felt his fingers brush against her panties—already damp. Her breath caught in her throat.

”N-no...”

But it was already too late.

”Seems like you were lying to me,” he murmured as he rubbed her soaked panties. ”Just be honest with yourself. It’ll make things easier for you.”

His hands were on her breasts again, teasing and pressing, making her body heat up fast.

Her nipples were rock hard, her body was shaking, and soft moans escaped her lips before she could stop them.

’Why does this feel so good?

Why do I want him so badly... even after what I saw?’

She could feel the heat pooling between her legs, building with every touch.

She wanted him. She didn’t want to, but she did.

Yohan tilted her head back and kissed her deeply. His tongue slid between her parted lips and claimed her mouth.

”Tell me what you want,” he whispered, voice low, breath warm against her cheek. He could feel it, Chloe was about to give in.

His hand slid under her shirt, directly beneath her bra. His fingers grazed her sensitive nipple, and her whole body squirmed with pleasure.

The other hand moved lower, rubbing her thighs before slipping between them. Her panties were soaked.

And then—he stopped. Pulled back.

Chloe’s eyes fluttered open in confusion.

”If you don’t tell me, then I can’t continue,” he said with a sigh.

She bit her lower lip. Her mind was screaming at her to be rational—but her body was already his. After seeing him with that woman, something had snapped. She knew now, Yohan didn’t need her. He could have anyone he wanted. He was somehow different now, handsome and confident

And yet here he was.

Her voice came out as a whisper. ”D-Don’t stop...”

”What did you say?”

”I said... please don’t stop.”

Yohan smirked.

He pulled off her shirt and unhooked her bra. Her pink nipples stood out, already hardened. His mouth covered one, warm and wet, and she arched into him, moaning softly.

His other hand slid down, rubbing her soaked panties again, making her hips move on instinct. She was aching for more.

He laid her on the bed, pulling her panties off slowly. Her pussy was already glistening, lips soft and swollen.

”No need to be shy,” he said with a grin as he leaned in and kissed her there. Then he took a deep breath.

”Smells so good.”

Chloe flushed. ’It’s wrong... it’s so wrong...’

But it felt so right.

His tongue rubbed against her clit and her whole body jolted as pleasure surged through her. Her moans grew breathless as his tongue explored her most sensitive spots.

Then he stopped and lifted his head.

”Your turn,” he said calmly, unzipping his shorts.

Her eyes widened as he pulled out his thick cock. The scent hit her hard, it was musky and unmistakably tainted with Anna

”W-What?” she stammered.

”I can’t be the only one to make you feel good,” he said, bringing it closer to her face.

”But... it was just inside somebody else,” she murmured, the smell still fresh.

”And? Don’t you want it to be clean before going inside you?” he asked, teasing.

Chloe stared at it, then back at his eyes. The scent of another woman... mixed with his own... somehow, it turned her on even more.

Before she could overthink it, her lips wrapped around the tip.

Yohan groaned.

A wave of satisfaction filled her as she took him deeper, her tongue curling around his thick length. He tasted hot and heavy. Her pussy throbbed with need as she bobbed her head, her mouth worshipping his cock.

”You’re good at this,” he groaned. ”I wonder how many guys you’ve blown.”

She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. All she could think about was how wet she was—how badly she needed him inside her.

She pushed deeper, down to the base, feeling him twitch inside her throat.

Yohan gripped the back of her head as he came, most of it going straight down her throat. The rest splattered across her face.

”Good girl,” he said, stroking her lips with the tip.

”Now... it’s time for the main course.”

Chloe trembled as he flipped her over. Her body was practically begging for him. She was almost drooling, shaking desperately.

It was finally time.