Matthew had been a patron of the massage parlor for 3 years now, and despite his repeated questions to the three masseuses to whom he’d grown accustomed, none had revealed their true identities. They went by the names of Red Velvet, Sunny, and Pookie.
Red Velvet was the head therapist, and the one with whom Matthew felt most comfortable. She was a woman of simple beauty, with long red hair and freckles, who always seemed to be able to put him at ease with her calming smile and gentle voice. Sunny was more of a wild card, yet no less sensual. She had a face that was at once striking and subtle and carried with her a certain vibrant energy that seemed to bring out the best in Matthew. Lastly, Pookie was the most mysterious of the three. She was a petite woman with short black hair, always wearing a mischievous smirk and the perfect touch of makeup.
Although to some it seemed odd that Matthew kept returning over and over, he could not deny the incredible pleasure that each massage experience brought him. Every time he entered the massage parlor, he felt as though he was transported to a different world, one that was full of sights, sounds, smells, and sensations that were both exhilarating and calming in a way that he could not even begin to describe.
Today was no different. As he walked into the massage parlor, the same state of relaxation and anticipation overcame him that he felt every time, and he knew his body was ready to take on whatever experience Red Velvet, Sunny, and Pookie had in store for him.
He was not wrong, either. All three of the masseuses were masters in the art of pleasure, and they gave one of the most spectacular massages Matthews had ever experienced. First, Red Velvet worked her magic on his back. Using a combination of expert finger strokes, gentle kneading, and deep tissue massage, she worked her way slowly up and down his back, concentrating her energies in the areas of the body where the tension and stress accumulated the most.
Next, Sunny and Pookie took over, each using a different technique to ensure that Matthew was left in a state of both relaxation and satisfaction. As for what these techniques were, that was something that still remains a mystery.
When the massage session had eventually come to an end, Matthew could not have been more relaxed. He felt as if he had been transported to a different planet, one that was overflowing with pleasure and satisfaction, before being brought back to the reality of his day-to-day life.
Fortunately, that did not mean that the experience had to end there. Wanting to make sure that he got the best possible experience out of his massage, Matthew made sure to leave the massage parlor with a sufficient amount of cash on him to pay for an extra service. A service that he had grown used to over the years at the massage parlor and was certain to bring with it untold pleasures and new experiences.
The extra service was known as the four-handed massage, in which Red Velvet, Sunny, and Pookie would all work in synchronization with one another to give Matthew the ultimate massage experience. With each movement perfectly chosen by the masseuses to bring him to a higher level of pleasure, it is no surprise that the four-handed massage quickly became one of Matthews favorite massage sessions.
By the time the massage was finished, Matthew found himself in a blissful haze that felt impossible to break away from. Such a sense of pleasure, physical and mental, was rarely experienced anywhere else, and because of that, Matthew started to return to the massage parlor on a increasingly frequent basis.
To this day, no one knows who Red Velvet, Sunny, and Pookie truly are, or where they come from. All we do know is that they are the masters of pleasure and that they provide a service that can only be described as magical. With each visit to the massage parlor, Matthews energy and sense of wellbeing are restored to their fullest and he is always left wanting more.