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A pain in the neck…

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It all started with a sore neck. I don’t know why but I woke up Sunday morning with a stiff neck & I badly wanted a massage. I was also horny & feeling like some adventure. I decided a massage/orgasm combo would be perfect.

Long-time readers of my blog may recall a couple blog entries I’ve written about my adventures in paying for sexual services or getting “Rub n’ tugs” (Massage with hand release/orgasm):

http://www.mistresst.net/blog/uncategorized/rub-n-tug/

http://www.mistresst.net/blog/my-personal-life/paying-for-sex/

So Sunday I placed an ad on Craigslist looking for a guy with massage skills to work out my kinks with the potential of more if it felt right in the moment. My inbox was immediately flooded with eager applicants. It was difficult to sift through the mess to determine who would actually be any good at massage. I did the best I could wadding through the promises of horny, desperate guys & made a choice.

For anyone with any experience hooking up with random strangers on the internet for free or paid sex or dating, you understand how this often goes:

I show up to the guys place, he opens the door and weighs about 100 pounds more than he did in the picture. So I know I’m not going to fuck him, but my neck does hurt, so what the heck. He’s nervous but obviously over joyed that I showed up looking better than he expected. He starts the massage & it felt like drunk kittens were staggering around on my back. This guy had the massage skills of a fish. I guided him as best I could & when my neck was at least slightly more relaxed I flipped over & told him to lick my pussy. Fat & ugly or not, I could close my eyes & pretend he was someone else.

Happily, his oral skills were decent & it didn’t take me long to cum. I didn’t plan on reciprocating but as he stood up I noticed the wet spot on the front of his pants & on the bed. He had blown his load in his underwear without even touching himself. He was very embarrassed about it. What a stud. I wish I could make this stuff up folks, but I’m telling you, this really happened.

A couple days later I still had a stiff neck & I passed by a massage place that I was pretty sure was one of those (Korean/Vietnamese?) “Rub n’ Tug” establishments. I decided to give it a go. I walked in & was greeted by a slightly confused looking Asian woman. She said they just had ‘a rush’ & it would be about 20 minutes. I said no problem, I would wait. I sat down in the small, kind of grubby front area. A moment later a tall, handsome black guy walked in & looked confused to see me sitting there. I smiled, knowing that he was there for an Asian girl to massage & jerk him off & he was confused to see a Caucasian woman. Another Asian woman came out & was confused to see us both & assumed we were there together. I laughed & said we weren’t together yet. It was a pleasure to see him squirm.

Eventually I was led down a narrow grubby hall into a dark room with a massage table. The linens all looked clean & there was soothing music playing. I disrobed & laid face down. A woman entered & I could tell she barely spoke English. The massage was fantastic! I had lower expectations because I thought they usually focused more on the “tug” then the “rub” but I was very satisfied. I kept wondering if I would get offered “other services” but I didn’t & I felt funny asking so I just enjoyed the massage.

Afterward, when I sat up & looked at her for the first time I was surprised to see a very young looking Asian woman, maybe early 20’s, very slender, no make up but pretty in a plain way. I wondered if this was typical of these places. It felt like I had been transported back to Vietnam or Thailand. A whole different micro culture within modern Vancouver.

When I paid the Madame I confirmed that if my male friends were interested in coming there for a massage it would be possible for them to get ‘other services’. I wanted to be sure it really was ‘that’ kind of establishment.

There are ethical issues around this. There are many massage parlors that do not treat their girls well. I only know a tiny bit about this situation. I know that this one has been around for a long time so my hope is that it is one of the better ones. For what it’s worth, I will go back…& I would recommend Tiffany at Hollywood North on Seymour for a quality massage.

My neck is feeling much better.

Best,
Mistress T

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Rub n’ Tug.

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This pic has nothing to do with today, but it’s pretty, eh?

If you’re not familiar with the term rub n’ tug it usually means a massage & hand job. In Vancouver (& probably in most places) men can go to ‘massage parlors’ where they typically get a (often mediocre) massage from a woman who then jerks them off. I’ve been fascinated with this concept since I first learned about it years ago…in that I wanted to get a massage & handy myself…but it’s harder to find men who offer this service for women.

Years ago I managed to find two different professional men who I paid for this service, on separate occasions. Paying was part of the thrill for me. No oral, no intercourse, no reciprocation. Just me receiving pleasure with them only using their hands.

Recently I stumbled across an ad for this service but it was free. Obviously I would be dealing with some pervy guy who got his jollies from rubbing down naked woman. No harm in that I figured as long as I got a decent massage and an orgasm. I liked the naughtiness of the whole adventure. I found it exciting.

I set it up & rang the bell at the door of a pretty house in a nice neighborhood. A conservative woman answered the door & I had a moment of panic thinking I was at the wrong place but my pervy masseuse was just behind her. Turned out he uses her place for these rendezvous & she probably wanted to give me the once over to ensure I wasn’t some crack head who would robe her.

The room was nice. A proper hippie style massage room with a real massage table & relaxing music playing. Spotlessly clean.

My masseuse was a nervously grinning Japanese man maybe in his 40’s. We chatted awkwardly for a minute. I reconfirmed the boundaries: Only touch me with your hands, a massage & a release for me, no sex, no rubbing his penis against me, no jerking himself off. He was agreeable so I stripped off & laid on the table as he watched, probably feeling like he’d won the lottery.

Mistress T hald naked.

Another pic that doesn’t really have anything to do with today…but whatever.

The massage was good. He had some training & he wanted to please. He used a lot of Holly oil & spared none in my private areas. He obviously enjoyed the look of a shiny ass & pussy. Who doesn’t?

I flipped & he did my front. If my breasts were tense when he started they sure as fuck weren’t by the time he rubbed them…& massaged them…& rubbed them some more. He commented: “I bet hundreds of men would love to massage you!” I laughed & said: “Yup. You’re very lucky.” I thought of all my darling wankers out there who would give their left nut to rub down my oiled body for a couple hours.

I’ll pause here for anyone who is squirming in discomfort. A little something you may not know about me is that I find perverts endearing. I feel a bit like a dirty old man trapped in a pretty girls body. That’s a big reason why I am so good at what I do. I kind of think like a lot of you wankers. So having a horny guy drooling over my body while rubbing me down is no problemo for me. Have at er’.

Moving along…he teased me about keeping me on edge for a long time. I let that one go. As his hands were working their magic on my ridiculously lubed up pussy & my mind was going to all sorts of seedy places…he teased that he was going to stop just before I came. I advised him to not do that. (I’m not into ruined fucking orgasms, I don’t know how you boys do it.) He asked if I would beat him up if he stopped & I just said that I would leave. He didn’t want that so he continued on as I prepared to punch him in the face if he stopped just as I started to orgasm.

He was a good boy & got me off then continued on with the massage until I felt like I’d had enough. As I was leaving he told me I was the most interesting woman he had massaged. He asked me to come back again & I probably will. No muss, no fuss. No strings, no drama, no bullshit. Pervy & hot for me.

Best,
Mistress T

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