Massage Parlours Botallack TR19 had been a fixture of this small town for many years, and a go-to for visitors for even longer. Many locals and visitors alike knew simply to ask for “The Parlours”, when looking for a place for some pampering and/or adult entertainment.
At Massage Parlours Botallack TR19, the atmosphere was always peaceful and calming, with the somewhat discreet scent of candles and incense in the air. Soft music played in the background, lulling customers and employees alike into a relaxed state. The walls were painted a soothing light blue, while the furniture was either soft leather, or the deep mahogany of the massive massage tables dominating the front room.
The back room, accessible with a pin code at the right time of day, was the domain of the many talented escorts employed here. This room was painted a vibrant red, with furniture to match. There were two massage tables, one for doing traditional relaxing massage and the other for a more “adult” form of massage, both fitted with the perfect sheets and pillows to keep the clients and escorts both comfortable. The walls also held a number of different kinds of toys, both hand and mechanical, to give customers the most variety possible.
One regular customer, who preferred to remain nameless, was Michael. His visits to Massage Parlours Botallack TR19 had steadily increased since he first stumbled upon the place accidentally wandering around during a weekend away in the area. At first all he wanted was a relaxing massage, but after a few sessions he started to get curious about more adult activities.
At first he started off with some light bondage and sensual teasing, but as he started to become more comfortable with the atmosphere and the many services offered, he began to explore even further. Before long, he was not only booking services with escorts, but also spending time on his own, in the dungeon. Here he could explore his fantasies and desires in a safe and private environment.
His one request to Massage Parlours Botallack TR19? That whatever he did in his own time stayed private. The staff were only too happy to agree, and kept his secrets, even when he ventured a little out of the ordinary. Whether it was exploration of a submissive role, or just a little “alone time” with some adult toys, Michael felt comfortable and safe in the secure atmosphere of the dungeon.
Time and time again, Michael returned to Massage Parlours Botallack TR19, and every time he did, he felt a rush of excitement as he entered the quaint little parlour. After browsing the massage menu and selecting his service, he’d usually be led by the hand to a private room. Here, under the soothing sound of music and the gentle lighting of scented candles, he’d let his inhibitions run away and embrace the pleasure the masseuse and their therapies could give him.
Sometimes these indulgences were mild and left him feeling relaxed, whereas other times they were intense and exhilarating, pushing his boundaries in ways he had never before explored. Regardless, these pleasure filled trips to Massage Parlours Botallack TR19 were always memorable to him, and he looked forward to his visits with eager anticipation, until one day he stopped coming.
It was weeks before this mystery was revealed when one of the employees of the Parlour finally received news of Michael’s whereabouts. It seemed that the demands of his job had taken a toll on him and he had taken a sudden leave of absence to focus on his health and well-being.
Nevertheless, the staff at Massage Parlours Botallack TR19 hoped that Michael would one day be blessed with the courage and strength to one more visit the place he had come to love and associate with pleasure. Until then they would keep his secrets, as they had promised.