NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

Chloe was sitting behind the reception counter when Yohan walked in. Their eyes met briefly before she looked away, as if overcome with guilt.

”Hey, Chloe,” he greeted with a warm smile.

”Why have you been coming late to work these days?” she asked, placing her hands on her waist.

”I’m sorry. It’s because I’ve been staying up late.”

”Doing what?” she asked curiously, raising an eyebrow.

”Umm...” Yohan flashed back to the night before. He definitely couldn’t tell her what he’d been doing with his auntie.

”Reading,” he said.

”Reading?” she repeated, skeptical.

”Yeah, I’ve been reading this wellness guide. It talks about massages and a bunch of other stuff.”

”You’ve been reading about massages?” she asked, her expression slightly confused.

”Yes,” Yohan chuckled. ”And I’ve actually learned a lot. What do you think I was doing with that woman yesterday?”

”Oh.” Chloe’s smile faded.

He had forgotten for a moment that Chloe had walked in during the session—and he definitely wasn’t massaging miss Anna at the time.

”No, t-that’s not what I meant,” he stammered, trying to recover. ”I mean, I massaged her before—that’s why she came back.”

”...Oh.” Her tone was even flatter now. ”So that wasn’t your first time with her?”

”No, no. Last time was an actual massage. This time I...” He trailed off, realizing he was only digging himself deeper.

”I... I’m sorry,” he finally said, giving up.

But by now Chloe was clearly upset.

”No need,” she muttered with a frown, then walked away.

’Why is she mad? It’s not like we’re dating’ he thought, sighing.

But watching her walk away, he had a second thought.

’Then again... maybe I can’t blame her. I’d be mad too if I saw her with someone else’

Even if he wasn’t emotionally attached to her, at least not fully, he didn’t like the idea of sharing her.

”I should probably apologize”

Later, after the workers finished renovating his office, Yohan went in for inspection. They’d done everything just as he instructed, new customizable lights, soundproofing, and a high-tech air conditioner.

Pleased with the results, he paid them to upgrade the rest of the shop too. He brought in new tables and chairs to enhance the overall look. Because he had the money, everything was done almost immediately. Before half the day was gone, it was all complete.

Chloe and Mia were speechless. Yohan had transformed the old shop in a single day with modern equipment. Each room now had a flat-screen TV and a stereo sound system. They even converted one of the larger storerooms into a work kitchen and installed paid Wi-Fi. They were even working on a shower in the bathroom and some other stuffs.

”Yohan, where did you get the money to do all this?” Mia asked, eyes wide.

”You two don’t need to worry about that,” he said proudly. ”All I need is for you to do your best,” he added with a thumbs-up.

He noticed that Chloe was just as impressed, though she tried to maintain a neutral expression.

”That reminds me,” he continued, ”I’ll also be giving you both some special training.”

They both looked at him curiously.

”What kind of special training?” Mia asked.

”Massage. I know you’ve both been trained already, but you might still learn a thing or two.”

Mia looked like she had a mountain of questions but simply said, ”Okay, sure.”

Chloe, on the other hand, wasn’t as agreeable. ”Why do we have to get training from you? You only started doing massages, like, two days ago.”

”Alright then, why don’t you get on the bed, and I’ll show you?” Yohan replied.

”S-show me what?” Her face turned red.

”How good I am... at massaging, of course.”

After a brief moment of hesitation, she finally agreed. She lay on the bed, with only her panties and a bra with a towel draped across her back.

”D-don’t even think of doing anything funny,” she warned with her head turned down. ”If you do, I’ll scream.”

”Anything funny like this?” Yohan teased, giving her ass cheek a light slap.

”Ah!” Her soft ass jiggled slightly. ”Yohan—!”

”Relax. I’m not going to do anything. Just calm down,” he said with a sigh.

”Now breathe, and try not to say a word,” he added, then began the massage.

He placed his hands gently on her back, and the moment he began, her body reacted. His fingers pressed into her muscles with a confidence and rhythm she didn’t expect—firm but never rough, smooth but intentional.

Her eyes widened, though her face was turned away. ’Where did he learn to touch like this?’

He started at her shoulders, using slow, deliberate motions that eased the tension she didn’t even realize she’d been carrying. His thumbs pressed just below her neck, working out knots with precision.

”Wow...” she murmured before she caught herself. ”I mean—just don’t get cocky.”

Yohan chuckled softly. ”I said not to talk, remember?”

He moved lower, to her mid-back, his hands never leaving her body as they moved with practiced ease. He adjusted pressure with instinct, responding to how her muscles reacted under his touch. Her breathing slowed, and despite herself, her body melted under his hands.

”This is... better than I expected,” she mumbled into the towel.

”I told you I’ve been reading,” he said. ”But I also practice.”

She didn’t answer this time—because she didn’t want to admit how good it felt. When his fingers reached the small of her back, she felt her legs twitch slightly, and her cheeks burned even though he couldn’t see them.

Every movement was confident, and controlled, not like someone pretending to know what they were doing, but someone who understood anatomy, pressure points, and relaxation. It made her heart race for reasons she didn’t want to acknowledge.

After a few minutes, he stopped and placed the towel gently over her back again.

”All done.”

Chloe stayed still for a second longer before slowly rising. Her hair was slightly messy, and her face was flushed.

”Well?” Yohan asked.

She looked at him, unsure what expression to wear. ”I... It wasn’t bad.”

”Not bad?” he raised an eyebrow.

”Okay, it was good,” she admitted, crossing her arms quickly like she was shielding herself from how much she enjoyed it.

”See? Told you I was learning.”

She looked away, her voice low. ”You really didn’t have to be that good...”

Yohan smirked but said nothing.

”So... Is that all?” She asked shyly

”What do you mean?” Yohan asked, ”you can put your clothes back on,”

”Oh... okay,”

Yohan couldn’t ignore the slight disappointment in her voice,

”unless you want me to give you a happy ending?”