Worst massage experience in many a year
| |  | Happy Ending |
This was my first visit to this establishment. The door was unlocked, which was a surprise given the type of individual that frequents that part of the city. A lady called out from a back room as I entered.
I paid the £40 for the massage and was ushered down some steps into the basement and then into a massage room. I was asked to undress and told to put my clothes on a bamboo type ladder. When I placed my clothes on it, they kept slipping off the rungs! A sign of things to come!
I laid on my front and waited. The lady returned and I asked for a "soft, relaxing massage". She placed a towel on me and started that annoying pressing down business - legs, bottom, body, neck. Then again, and again, and again... I was getting a bit pissed off that ten minutes into the massage, time was being wasted, so I turned round and reminded her what type of massage I'd come for. "Shortly dahhling", she replied. She then proceeded to pummel me with her fists, right in the small of my back. I let out a yelp and I reminded her, once again, what I wanted.
Finally, she massaged my legs and spent an inordinate amount of time massaging my arms, moving them into uncomfortable positions. I then heard a voice calling her from upstairs and off she trotted, leaving me to recover from an aching back and aching shoulders, due to the contortions of the arm massages. She finally returned after five or six minutes and asked me my name. I hadn't been interested in asking hers, but she said it was "Paltak" or "Baltak". I asked her to repeat it twice, but all I know was it ended in "ak". I could barely understand what she was saying and so I had given up even making small talk.
The mediocre massage continued and she asked me to turn over. She started the usual "lead up" massage around the bum area, with the occasional swipe of the sack and asked the inevitable: "would you like anything extra?". She quoted me £20 for a happy ending, £40 for a topless happy ending and £60 for a body-to-body massage. Given the foregoing, I had low expectation of anything that was to follow, but I opted for the topless happy ending.
True to form, she couldn't be bothered taking the bra off and merely slid it down under her breasts. She oiled me up and, to try and add a bit of feeling into things, I started to stroke her back and asked if she was OK with that. "That'll be another £20", she replied. I quickly removed my hand. I'd now lost what little interest remained and tried my best to cum as quickly as possible and exit the place.
Given a painful back, thanks to her pummeling, I managed to sit up on the massage table and asked her to dry the remaining oil on my back. There was no shower in the room and none was offered. I'd still got my back to her and she said: "I'll see you upstairs". With difficulty, I hobbled off the massage table and reached for the towel to remove the oil from the rest of my body. To my annoyance, she'd taken it with her when she'd left!
Even in establishments that don't have a shower, the masseuse usually returns with a bowl of hot water and a flannel to remove the oil. This was the worst massage experience in many a year. Not one positive aspect to report on.
Anonymous
The entire content of this report is for entertainment purposes only
and can be considered as a complete work of fiction which depicts the activities
of one or more fictional characters. Any reference to real persons, dead or alive
is purely coincidental.
|
