A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 54: Soira and the Massage Parlor (3) ***

The senior employee who fell for my temptation got very excited as soon as he entered the massage room that couldn't be seen from the outside and attacked me...

"Please lie down on the bed and wait a moment. "It will be ready soon."

... I didn't.

But those eyes were clearly full of lust.

Nevertheless, I could tell from the way he calmly prepared for the massage without showing it.

This guy.

You know so well!

Go into the massage room and hit rice cakes?

No, that's third rate.

If I want to make rice cake, I can do it anywhere. Because I am a pretty girl.

But why do they come to the massage parlor?

That's because there are situations that can only be enjoyed at massage parlors.

Due to the nature of massage, women have no choice but to allow their skin.

Using that gap, he gets closer to you little by little, pretending not to be like that, to excite you, and eventually makes you spread your legs.

Going through those steps is the erotic point of a massage shop.

I'm already out of breath, and my cock is soaring into the sky with no intention of hiding it, but that attitude is as if he's calmly saying, 'Are you just going to give me a massage?'

The senior staff was truly professional.

I admit it.

Then I also have to match the rhythm.

Let's lie down on the bed calmly and wait as if we don't know anything.

Ah. Wait a minute.

"Can you please give me one more pillow here? "My chest is pressed."

"... Yes."

Did you just flinch?

...

"Hmm, hmm. I'll apply the oil first. It is an oil that has a warming effect on the body."

"Yes~"

A slightly cold and slippery liquid pours down on my back.

Some of it flows down the side, along the side of the chest and onto the bed, while most of it flows down the spine to the hips.

– Chabak.

Just when I think a lot has passed, a senior employee's hand touches my back.

A massage that spreads oil on the back and presses the muscles with the palm of the hand.

The massage technique is definitely not ordinary. Does a professional mean a professional?

To be honest, until I came here, I thought massage was just an excuse to seduce women and have sex with them.

Why? Massage shops like that often appear in night games, right?

But being able to receive a proper message somehow feels like a benefit.

Ah... I feel good...

"... Yes... "

Before I knew it, my heated body had calmed down, and I was just enjoying the massage.

The man's firm palm pressing firmly against the skin, which felt warm due to the effect of the oil. Surprisingly, in addition to the erotic sensation, it also makes me feel at ease.

This... Skinship?

"I'm going to use acupressure from now on. It might hurt a little."

No way. How much does a massage hurt? Pot?!

The pain of splitting the muscle in half along its grain comes flooding back.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

"Yes, just wait a little longer."

"No really, huh?!"

I flinch.

A feeling of not being able to control your body.

I can feel the sensation of the curse being triggered again.

No, why?

Because of 'be patient'? Does that also fall under the command?

What is this, it hurts!!

Erotic is shit. Every time I receive acupressure, pain rushes through my muscles.

However, my body cannot move because of the curse.

You can't twist your body to avoid it, you just have to endure it.

If I were a masochist who enjoys pain, I would enjoy this, but I am a masochist who enjoys mental humiliation rather than pain.

I... As soon as the massage is over... I'm going to solve this... Really... Ugh.

A time of pain passed like that.

"The acupressure is over. You're holding it in well."

You told me to hold on...

I feel like I've been fooled by two fingers for an enormous amount of time, and now I don't have the strength to say anything.

It's filthy to say it like this.

It was just a time of pain.

"I'll move on. Please sit down."

For some reason, the curse didn't activate this time.

Still, there was no reason not to listen, so I obediently sat up.

"I'll massage your arms first."

After saying that, I started kneading and massaging from the tip of my arm.

The hands that extend from the hand to the forearm, shoulder, and armpit.

Mulkyung.

"... "

It touched the side of my chest.

Thumbs up. The same massage as the one you used to get from your fingertips.

However, when the area is near the chest, the sensation is different.

The sexual sensation that had cooled down due to the pain gradually warms up.

A hand extends from behind the back under the armpit and cups the chest.

Soft.

As your fingers move, your breasts change shape.

Even though it's my breasts, it's always an erotic scene.

As my palms, which are shiny with oil, massage my breasts here and there, my breasts gradually become shiny and shiny.

The erect nipple at the tip was just waiting to be stimulated, but the senior employee did not touch it right away.

I only examined the fat part of my chest, massaging it as if I was looking for something.

"Hmm... "

"There are nerves in the chest, and there are muscles underneath them. It's an area you don't usually know about, but if you press here like this."

– Kuuk.

"Tsk... "

A strange feeling that I felt for the first time.

Apparently, my fingers only lightly pressed the skin of my swollen chest, but I felt a sensation pierce through my chest and into my heart.

What. Was the chest massage real and not just a rumor?

-Cluck, cluck.

"Huh... Ah?"

It's not like your finger goes deep.

To the point where my heart doesn't hurt. I'm just gently massaging it to that extent.

The pleasure felt in the chest is so heartbreaking that it makes the entire chest vibrate.

It feels like my whole heart is being controlled by a single movement of my fingers.

"And after touching me like this... "

-Wow!

"Huh ??!"

Suddenly, my nipples were grabbed tightly.

The body that has become accustomed to the gentle massage suddenly cannot hold back the pleasure penetrating the whole body and ends up crying and spitting out love juice.

Since I'm naked now, there's no way to hide that sight.

Sigh.

The senior employee traced the bed with his fingers and then put his thumb and index finger together.

A long, flowing silver thread.

Both my senior staff and I knew that it was not the oil that was originally sprayed.

"... I think I had enough of a chest massage. "Can we move on?"

"... "

The switch had already been turned on when my nipples were grabbed, so I didn't say anything and just laid back.

Chin.

Lean against the chest of the senior employee behind you.

A man's chest, different from my soft and soft chest.

Give your full weight, raise your head and face your face.

Chureup...

Eyes meet, faces get closer, tongues intertwined.

"... Umm... "

They may push their tongues out against each other, or they may suck the other's tongue.

It was clearly a skill he was used to kissing.

I had quite a bit of technique with my hands as befits my job as a masseuse, but what about my back?

In that state, he put his hand behind his waist and grabbed the senior employee's cock.

I flinch.

How long have you been patient? Lightly stroke the rock-hard erection with your hand.

That alone causes a clear liquid to gush out from the glans.

Part your lips slightly and whisper softly at a distance where you can reach the other person's lips by just extending your tongue.

"... "Fuck me."

"... !"

Understand!

He is pushed on his back and falls forward.

As my upper body fell down in the same sitting position, my chest was pressed against the ground and my buttocks were raised to the sky.

Phew!

A cock that gets penetrated without even having a chance to correct its posture.

The vagina, which was already wet, easily swallowed the cock that entered.

"Yes?"

There is no time to lift the upper body, and the dick stabs the uterus.

He supports his weight with his elbows and struggles against the man's objects that are not even in his field of vision.

I'm being fucked in such a doggy position.

Even in the position where my waist is held so that I can't move, I can feel the cock pushing in and changing position little by little.

A spark of pleasure flies in my head.

I feel good.

Recently, I've tasted dick a lot while dealing with barons and orcs, but either way, the technique was terrible.

A sex that doesn't care about the woman, and that it's enough as long as she's satisfied.

However, the cock that was now inside was treating my body with respect while trying to conquer it.

A movement to find weak points by changing positions little by little.

If I happen to find a place that feels good, I attack that area persistently.

This is what it means to be good at sex.

I understand one thing.

The masseuse not only had good hand skills, but also had good back movements.

"It's not over yet."

"Hmm... Ha... Yes... ?"

When I was about to acknowledge the skills of a senior employee, a voice sounded as if it had read my mind.

– Punch.

I tried to ask what he meant, but the senior employee didn't pay any attention and just held my arm.

As both arms were pulled back, the back was bent like a bow.

This posture... Ugh?!

"Huh? Ugh... ? Ugh ?"

A feeling of pleasure that cannot be compared to when I was bending over came upon me.

Every time the dick is inserted, it scratches the roof of the vagina.

Along with the G-spot, the erogenous zone of most women.

When being penetrated, the glans head hits hard and then pushes up.

When pulled out, scrape it off with the glans cap.

The feeling of being violated by something hard and thick in the erogenous zone where pleasure rushes in just by pressing it with a finger.

"Ugh... ? Black ?"

I don't even feel like holding back my moans.

Her mind is filled with thoughts of the cock going back and forth in her pussy.

When I come in, my whole body feels filled with happiness, and when I leave, my body trembles with the anticipation that it will fill up again.

It seemed like the only part of my body that felt sensation was the lower part of my body.

Anyway, it's too sensitive. I thought about whether the oil I applied earlier might have some effect, but then it disappeared.

Then what do you think? I feel so good right now.

"... "Huh!"

"Huh... ?"

The senior employee ejaculated at the end of the strong piston.

Without saying a word to me who would receive the semen.

Did you think I might refuse to cum if you told me?

That can't be possible.

It feels so good...

Still, I felt embarrassed, so I received semen about three more times after that.

Shall we do it one more time at the end? I thought so, but he looked like he was going to cry and told me that the course was over and that I should go out and get ready to wash up.

Those words triggered a curse, so I couldn't do any more and came out as if I was being chased.

The uterus isn't even full yet.

The technique was good, but the stamina was a bit lacking.

As I came out after washing up, I ran into Flora, who had just finished her massage.

Flora, too, had something white flowing between her legs. Looks like she had a good time.

She left her massage shop, being seen off by a senior employee who looked thin and looked at him strangely.

And she thought.

Either you get humiliated or I attack you. Either way, I have to break this curse quickly.