NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide

Yohan could see the raw need etched across Mia’s face—she was deep in heat, her body betraying her with every flushed inch. Even as she stood there, a dark wet spot bloomed across her shorts, her pussy already leaking with desperate arousal.

”Yohan, you promised to always take good care of me...” Her voice came out husky and pleading as she closed the distance between them. Her fingers trembled with urgency as she yanked down the zipper of his trousers, plunging her hand inside to grip him.

She wrapped her soft palm firmly around the thick shaft of his cock, feeling it twitch and harden instantly under her touch.

”I need you now,” she looked up at him with needy eyes.

’I think that’s enough punishment’ Yohan thought seeing her in such a pitiful state.

But it was hard to believe that he had successfully turned Mia into a cock hungry slut, one willing to beg for his cock.

”Fine I’ll give you what you want, but you have to do whatever I say from now on,” he grabbed her by the cheeks compressing her jaw.

”Yeshh mash-hter...” she mumbled.

Yohan stared down at Mia, her eyes wide and glassy with desperation, her hand still clutching his cock through the fabric of his pants.

The way she squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache between her legs, only made his own arousal surge harder. He could feel her pulse racing against his skin as he tightened his grip on her cheeks, forcing her to hold his gaze.

”That’s right, slut,” he growled, his voice low and commanding. ”You’re mine now. Every hole, every whimper—it’s all for me.”

Mia nodded frantically, her muffled agreement turning into a soft whine as she stroked his shaft more eagerly, pulling it free from his trousers.

The thick length sprang out, already half-hard and throbbing in her grasp. She licked her lips instinctively, her tongue darting out to wet them, but Yohan wasn’t ready to let her have it that easily.

He released her face with a shove, sending her stumbling back a step, her knees weak. ”On your knees,” he ordered, pointing to the floor. ”Show me how badly you need this cock. Beg for it properly.”

Without hesitation, Mia dropped down, her soaked shorts clinging to her thighs as she knelt before him. Her hands reached up, one wrapping around the base of his cock while the other cupped his balls, massaging them gently.

”Please, Yohan... Master,” she panted, her voice breaking with need. ”I need your cock inside me. Fuck my mouth, my pussy—use me however you want. I’ve been so empty without you.”

Yohan smirked, tangling his fingers in her hair and yanking her head forward. The tip of his cock brushed against her lips, smearing a bead of precum across them. ”Open wide, then. Suck it like the hungry little whore you’ve become.”

Mia’s mouth parted eagerly, her tongue flicking out to lap at the underside of his shaft before she took him in. She hollowed her cheeks, sucking hard as she bobbed her head, taking him deeper with each pass.

The wet sounds of her slurping filled the room, mixed with her muffled moans as she worked him over, her free hand slipping between her own legs to rub at her clit through the damp fabric.

Yohan groaned, thrusting his hips to meet her rhythm, fucking her face with controlled force. He watched her eyes water, tears streaking down her cheeks, but she didn’t pull away—instead, she pushed forward, gagging slightly as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat.

”Good girl,” he praised, his voice rough. ”Take it all. Prove you’re worth my cum.”

As she sucked him off, Yohan fell to the couch. He reached down and hooked his fingers into the waistband of her shorts, yanking them down roughly along with her panties.

Her pussy was exposed now, glistening and swollen, juices dripping down her inner thighs. He slid two fingers along her slit, teasing her entrance before plunging them inside, curling them to hit that spot that made her body jerk.

Mia cried out around his cock, the vibration sending a jolt through him. She bucked against his hand, her hips grinding desperately as he finger-fucked her, his thumb circling her clit. The room grew thick with the scent of her arousal, her body trembling on the edge already.

”Not yet,” Yohan warned, pulling his fingers free and smacking her ass hard enough to leave a red mark. ”You cum when I say. Now, deeper—choke on it.”

She obeyed, relaxing her throat and taking him all the way, her nose pressing against his groin as she held him there, tears streaming freely.

Yohan held her in place for a moment, savoring the tight heat of her mouth, before pulling back and letting her gasp for air. Strings of saliva connected her lips to his cock as she panted, looking up at him with pure, submissive adoration.

”Please... fuck me,” she begged again, her voice hoarse. ”I can’t wait anymore. Fill me up, Master.”

Yohan hauled her to her feet by her hair, spinning her around and bending her over the nearest surface—the sturdy dining table. He kicked her legs apart, her ass presented to him like an offering, pussy lips parted and begging. With one hand on her hip, he lined up his cock and slammed into her in a single thrust, burying himself to the hilt.

”Auchkk..!” Mia screamed in pleasure, her walls clenching around him like a vice, soaking his length immediately.

”Yes! Oh god, yes!” she wailed, pushing back against him as he started pounding into her, each slap of skin on skin echoing loudly.

His one hand delivered sharp spanks to her ass that made her yelp and tighten around him even more. ”This is what you are now,” he grunted, driving deeper, hitting her cervix with every brutal stroke. ”My personal fucktoy. Say it.”

”I’m your fucktoy~” Mia sobbed, her body shaking as waves of ecstasy built inside her. ”Use me, breed me—whatever you want!”

Yohan’s pace quickened, his balls tightening as he felt her start to spasm. ”Cum for me, slut,” he commanded, reaching around to pinch her clit hard.

She shattered instantly, her pussy gushing around his cock as she came, screaming his name. The sight and feel of her milking him pushed Yohan over the edge—he thrust deep one last time and unloaded, flooding her with hot spurts of cum that overflowed and dripped down her legs.

They stayed locked together for a moment, both breathing heavily, before he pulled out with a wet pop, watching his seed leak from her well-fucked hole. Mia slumped against the table, utterly spent and satisfied, a blissful smile on her face.

”Good girl,” Yohan murmured, stroking her back possessively.