Adry Blaze arrived at the luxury spa simply to ask for a massage. She wanted to relax—nothing more. She was greeted with the expected courtesy and shown to a private suite. While the therapist prepared the oils, she noticed lingering glances and an overly suggestive tone in his explanations of the “special services” some clients requested. Adry listened in silence, weighed the situation with the calm of someone who knows her own worth, and offered a faint smile. That unexpected opportunity was exactly what she hadn’t realized she was looking for.
When the therapist began working on her back, Adry let his hands wander beyond the conventional. As soon as she felt his erection pressing against her thigh, she turned naturally and looked him in the eye. “Forget protocol,” she said in a low, confident voice. She sat up, removed the towel from his waist, and wrapped her hand firmly around his thick cock. The man tried to regain control, but Adry had already decided who was in charge of the room.
She gently pushed against him until he lay back on the massage table. She climbed on top unhurriedly, impaled herself fully, and began to ride him with a powerful, steady rhythm. Every movement was deliberate, deep, and demanding. When he tried to speed things up, she pinned his wrists against the mattress and held his gaze. “I decide how and for how long.” She used him as she pleased, shifting the angle whenever she wanted to feel more, moaning only enough to signal her pleasure.
She forced him onto his knees on the floor and took him from behind with firm thrusts while pulling his hair. Afterward, she made him lie down again and rode him in reverse, letting him watch as his cock disappeared inside her over and over again. She brought him to the edge, held him back, brought him to the brink again, and only when she was satisfied did she allow him to come. Even then, she kept him inside, squeezing him until he had completely emptied himself.
Adry stepped down with the same composure she had arrived with. She wrapped herself in the spa robe, took a sip of water, and looked at the therapist, who was still panting on the massage table. “The massage was good,” she remarked with a half-smile. “The rest… was exactly what I needed.” She left the suite, leaving behind a completely spent man—confirming once again that when she decided to take the reins, no one was left standing.
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