Chapter 52 - The Mast

- "Well, it's just a massage, right?.." – Jack asked himself, without blinking, fascinated by the swaying elastic ass of the Balalaika

– "Oh, yes, just a massage." – Gunther agreed in an innocent tone, expressively knitting his eyebrows for persuasiveness – "And yet, despite the fact that this is just an ordinary relaxing massage, you will get ten points of evil from me."

Jack asked uncertainly, "Ten points?.. Just for a buttock massage?"

- "Yes. Ten points of evil for an innocent ass massage of a beautiful mature tired woman." – O'Dim spoke slowly and soothingly

- "Innocent things and evil glasses, somehow, don't really go together..."

- "Gynecologists, urologists, proctologists and massage therapists do important work to support and protect human health, but it just so happens that their activities do not quite keep up with the virtues and moral norms, do you understand?"

- "Yes, I understand." – the guy swallowed saliva

- "Be bold." – Gunther's eyes flashed

While Jack was mentally talking to Gunther and deciding for himself what to do, the Balalaika was waiting for a pleasant touch on the fifth point, and he was still not there.

Balalaika stopped shaking her ass and decided that she was still overdoing it, behaving like this in front of a kind and innocent guy. She even mentally reproached herself for following the emotions and desires that had suddenly awakened in her, acting like some kind of girl, and not a mature woman hardened by life.

But it was at this moment that Jack abruptly grabbed the woman's ass, plunging his fingers into a pleasant elastic plumpness. Due to the strong excitement and nerves, the guy did not quite calculate the strength, and therefore his actions were unexpected and carried more strength than usual.

– Ohoho! – the woman was surprised, losing the thread of thought

Jack quickly removed his hands from his ass, as if scalded. His eyes were wide open, and his chest was heaving rapidly with rapid breathing. – And-sorry, me!..

– Ha, calm down, I was just surprised, pleasantly surprised. – Balalaika said with a laugh, exhaling hotly through her slightly open mouth – Continue in the same spirit.

Thoughts of right and wrong were easily knocked out of her head by the guy's single "attack".

Jack exhaled slowly with relief – Fuu ~ uh, good.

– "That's pretty funny." – Gunther laughed with a wide grin – "You've been running a brothel for a couple of weeks, but a second ago your heart almost jumped to your throat from fright. It seems to me that you didn't do that in your pants, even in that mess with the captivity."

"Oh, shut up already. Here the situation will be more terrible than any captivity." – Jack answered with embarrassment and indignation, trying to pull himself together

- "Who knows, but it's much nicer, isn't it?" – O'Dim raised an eyebrow with a sly and, as it seemed to the guy, nasty dirty bald

– "You can't argue." – the guy rolled his eyes for a second, and then transferred them to the ass, the "cheeks" of which the guy's palms still remembered. This was evident from the noticeable pinkish color of the "prints".

After exhaling briefly, Jack, with all his collected determination, put his hands on her buttocks and began to warm them up with extreme concentration, under the languid breathing of the Balalaika.

– Oh~ oh, I won't stop saying that you have a real talent in this. – Balalaika almost purred, squeezing her eyes shut with pleasure.

Pleasant sensations from such care for tired tense muscles, although a little bit and did not reach such sensations during intimacy, but they also brought a pleasant relief.

Jack started chatting, thinking that this would somehow reduce the awkwardness of the situation and distract him from the sight of the ass and tactile sensations. It was stupid, of course, to hope that a member ready to tear his pants would take it like that and "deflate", but there is hope, and this is the main thing. – I am a complete layman, as a masseur and I have no talent at all. It's just that obviously no one has done massage in this area yet, and after all, you now have mostly sedentary work, which has a bad effect on blood vessels, because you press and squeeze them.

As for the "layman", Jack was almost right about everything. He had no experience and well-developed skills, but there were interesting system modifiers.

The "Velvety Skin" was very pleasant to the touch in itself, but the "Devil's Body" in conjunction with high Libido and Vitality had a greater effect.

The modifier, among other functions, made the user's body at the physiological level the best target for reproduction, indulging the sins of lust, pride and envy.

High Vitality made Jack absolutely healthy, removing even errors at the level of genetics and the "Devil's Body" was not going to miss such advantages, communicating this information to the "females" surrounding Jack with the help of bodily odors and appearance. So every familiar "lady" knew the carrier of the best "genetic material" for posterity.

High Libido organized a large production of sex hormones, which were also one of the main components of this success.

Part of these hormones is this natural body odor, with which the ladies intuitively understood that this male was more than ready to mate.

Gunther wasn't lying or joking when he said he would turn Jack into a "lazy hunter" or more precisely "Venerina Mukhalovka". Although Mr. Mirror himself privately called this project "The Female is clever from the Embodiment of Evil."

– Hmm. – Balalaika grinned, exhaling sharply through her nose – Your uncertainty and modesty, in the present, look strange, but funny.

– I just said it as it is. Jack shook his head slightly

Balalaika involuntarily grinned good–naturedly - With training you have become a real handsome man, but your transformation is not over yet. A modest kind character, with such an appearance, makes you also very nice, and this is without mentioning the position of the manager of one of the best brothels.

– I don't think so. – Jack smiled wryly, feeling some shame, because this new appearance is not his merit

– Do you doubt the boss's words? narrowing her eyes, she asked in a singsong, mock–menacing tone

– No way! – the guy answered quickly, with a soft cheerful smile on his face and squeezed a couple of tense muscle knots, forcing the Balalaika to sigh contentedly, on the verge of a groan

– Uu~x, good answer. the woman pursed her lips

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For five minutes Jack continued to massage his buttocks, carefully controlling his every movement. From such concentration, he naturally sweated and involuntarily increased the amount of Sophie's intoxicating musky fragrance, from which her small lace panties got wetter, every minute, more and more.

Jack wanted to finish the massage after three minutes, but then the complexity of the "event" began to increase dramatically.

– I think my underwear is bothering you. – the Balalaika said in a languid, slightly hoarse voice, licking her lips - Take them off.

The guy's penis and heart trembled sharply – N-no, nothing bothers me. – he stammered, his eyes bulging in shock – "Not that! I'm already going crazy here!"

– But it seems to me that they prevent you from working and prevent me from getting a full massage and enjoying it.

– I don't think that E...

– Take it off. – in an almost commanding tone, Balalaika said in her excited voice

– "I wouldn't get excited." – Gunther got in with a "besyachy" grin – "I've heard about several types of animals where females bite the eggs of a male if he doesn't want to..."

- "Don't you gurgle!" – Jack interrupted him and after a little thought, decided – "Ah! Damn it all to hell!" he exclaimed mentally and hooked her panties with his fingers, slowly lowered them to his knees

Naturally, he immediately saw the coveted crevice, a trimmed bush around it and moisture. Lots of moisture.

Jack involuntarily sighed and pursed his lips, looked at the lowered panties to see a wet spot of female secretions.

While the guy was looking at the pussy and panties, the Balalaika, slightly turning her head, watched his reaction. Actually, this reaction pleased her and a satisfied lustful and a little greedy grin crept out on the woman's face – How's the view?

This unexpected question tested Jack's heart for stress resistance, however, this was not the first and not the last stress test for today.

– Sorry, I just!..

– No need for words, I understand everything. Better continue the massage.

In response, Jack quickly nodded and continued massaging the ass, under languid hot exhalations from the mistress of the ass.

He could never have imagined that he would experience such an emotional swing when massaging someone's ass. Tell him about a similar situation a month ago, and he would have laughed. Only now it wasn't very funny to him.

The seconds passed slowly...

–That's it," Jack finally said, finishing the procedure. Now he felt an unprecedented mental fatigue. I wanted to lie down and sleep, but there were still things to do, and the unfolding events were not over yet.

The balalaika turned her whole body a little, showing her left breast and "slobbery" pussy – It was great. – she said in a "languid" languid voice, while her eyes with wild hunger looked first at the guy's face, then at the hard twitching mast in his pants

– I'm glad to hear it. – Jack smiled wryly and swallowed a stringy saliva – Well, since that's all, I guess I'll understand...

The guy wanted to lather up on the way out, but then something happened that made his knees almost give way.

The Balalaika's hand rapidly shortened the distance and grabbed the guy by the "tent" – It was already visible, but you are a "Big Boy".

The woman's palm firmly, but at the same time gently squeezed the shaft of the penis through her pants and shifted in order to tactilely fully feel the covered instrument.

Meanwhile, the guy just froze. He could be safely dressed up in the form of a tin soldier and sent to the hall of wax figures.

To be honest, he had a little "out of sync" with reality.

– So hard... terrible tension... I think it hurts a lot... – Balalaika said slowly, continuing her "massage" – I will give you a helping hand. Take off your pants.

There was silence for a few seconds and Balalaika watched with some pleasure as Jack stared at her body in prostration.

Slowly and smoothly, a pretended calm strained smile formed on the guy's face out of misunderstanding, embarrassment and a small amount of fear – Eh?..