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QIYANA Your chest pounds with anticipation as you nervously walk backstage, grip tightening on the VIP PASS around your neck. You arrive at a large door marked with a gold star with "QIYANA" in the center. Mustering up the courage, your hand trembles as you reach up to knock on the door. A familiar voice startles you. You whip around, coming face to face with Qiyana herself.
/ QiYANA "I'VE BEEN WAITING FOREVER." "HURRY UP AND GET IN ALREADY." She quickly ushers you into the room, closing the door behind her. "Turn around." You hesitate. "Now." You comply. "Let's hurry up and get started, Mr. Masseuse."
She must have you mistaken for a Masseuse. "This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. You HAVE to take it"you rationalize to yourself. "Close your eyes." You comply. You hear her walk past, clinks of ice in a glass, and the groan of the massage table. Then, silence. T
"Well, what are you waiting for, an invitation?" You open your eyes to see Qiyana with a drink on the massage table. Your heart skips a beat, but your legs make a beeline to the table. Grabbing what looks to be massage oil, you squeeze some out onto your hands and get to work. "You must be new at this," Qiyana remarks after a long sip. "W-what makes you think that?" You stammer as your hands glide down her backside. "Your technique is sloppy and you've been focusing only on my ass."
"Oh you're new?" Qiyana snickers. "So your boss never told you about my... usual arrangements..." "W-what do you mean?" You stammer. T
"Oh you're new?" Qiyana snickers. "So your boss never told you about my... usual arrangements..." "W-what do you mean?" You stammer. She grasps your hand and guides it downwards. "I ALWAYS request a Happy Ending." Your pants tighten and your chest pounds in excitement. T
Your fingers feel her warmth as she guides your hand to her clit. You take the cue and spread, gently massaging it. Her nails dig into your wrist and her legs tremble. "I-I'm glad you know... what you're doing there at least," she whispers breathily." Careful, im a bit sensitive..." You react to her body language, quickening your pace. Suddenly, she clamps her legs close and her head rolls back, her whole body quivering, both of her hands grip your arm in a vice. She takes a moment to catch her breath. T
"You're...g-good. Now get those pants off." She hops off of the table, her legs almost giving way. Leaning on the massage table, she beckons you over and you comply, sliding yourself into her with ease. "Show me what you got." You eagerly pick up tempo as she grips you. Suddenly, the door creaks open. ▼
"Hello? I'm here for your massage you ordered!" "WHAT?" END T
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