Feng Shui Your Pain Away

Emily walks into the massage parlor and meets Victoria Voxxx. Victoria offers to change anything that might put her at ease. Emily scans the room, points to the table, and says it kills the energy. When she tries to drag it aside her back snaps. The pain stops her cold. Victoria moves fast, palms already steadying her. "You poor thing. Can you make it to the table?" Emily nods. She peels off her shirt. Victoria’s hands trace along the spine but find nothing she trusts. "We need you bare," she says. Emily lets everything fall. Face-down, oil shimmering on warm skin, Victoria begins. Emily feels the warmth of each stroke. Half-moan, half-question, she asks about energy centers. Victoria answers like she’s been waiting all night for the topic, then presses deeper until Emily’s breath catches. "Turn," Victoria says. Emily rolls. Victoria’s fingers glide between her breasts, slide lower, then open her. Emily gasps. A soft tongue follows, slow and sure. Victoria is about to show her places the body hides from most people.