The Slut Rose: The Masseuse's Mistake, Part 2
Vanessa felt extremely guilty for what had happened with Kristen just two days ago. She couldn't help but feel that Vince had something to do with it, though. There was something that he was doing that made his female clients think it's appropriate to have sex as a part of their massage. Right afterward, she rescheduled her clients to make room for the clients that she had given to the other girls so she could take them herself. She didn't need this to happen to the other girls, too.
And she was going to have to shut this down. Since having sex like that was illegal, if an undercover cop came in to investigate, they'd be busted and she'd lose her business and her license. She could not let that happen. She'd worked too hard to make this place work... all the blood, sweat, tears, and money was too much to throw away.
At the end of one of her sessions, with Brianna, she decided to try something. Brianna had been a client of hers for two years and as a vibrant, twenty-three-year-old college student with a beautiful face and body, she'd be great for her plan.
No one was around when Brianna was checking out, so Vanessa decided to ask.
"Brianna, I was wondering if I could ask you to do something for me?"
"Sure," Brianna answered, smiling as she handed Vanessa her credit card. "What's up?
"I was wondering if you'd... be a little spy for me?" Vanessa asked, keeping her voice low and looking around to make sure no one was listening in. "I'd like to schedule an appointment or two with Vince for you. Then you let me know how the sessions went."
"Ok," Brianna said, sounding suspicious. "Is something wrong?"
"No... well, honestly I don't know," Vanessa said, biting her nail uncomfortably. "I just want to make sure everything is appropriate."
"Appropriate?"
"I don't want to worry you or anything," Vanessa said, "and I know I'm making it sound bad. I just don't want anyone caught doing something illegal. And if your sessions go well, then that's one less worry for me."
Brianna nodded. "Ok. That shouldn't be a big deal." She smiled. "Hopefully he's as good as you."
"Probably not," Vanessa giggled. "But I'm sure he'll do fine."
Brianna agreed and they set an appointment in a week.
*****
"Hi," Vince said as he walked out of the back room to greet his client for the next hour. "You must be Brianna." He extended his hand to her.
"That's me!" Brianna said, shaking his hand. Vanessa stood behind the counter, watching... and waiting. This was going to be an important moment. She was so hopeful that Brianna would come back with information, something that she could use to make a decision about Vince.
"I'm Vince," Vince said. "Let's head on back, shall we? Have you been here before?"
"A bit, yes," Brianna said as they moved into the back, their conversation quickly becoming blocked by the hallway.
Vanessa waited behind the desk for the next hour, watching the clock as it slowly ticked. It was one of the longest hours in her life. Other clients came in, scheduled for the other girls, but all of them were barely remembered, she was so focused on Brianna.
Finally, both Brianna and Vince emerged from the back room again.
"Thank you!" Brianna told him, a big smile all over her face as they shook hands again.
"My pleasure," Vince said, smiling back. "You can check out here with Vanessa and I'll look forward to our next appointment."
"Ok!"
Vince turned and walked to the back again, as Brianna handed her credit card to Vanessa.
"I'll comp this one," Vanessa said, "under the circumstances."
"Oh, thank you!" Brianna beamed. "Can I still give Vince a tip?"
"Of course, if you think that's appropriate," Vanessa said, a little surprised.
"One hundred."
"Oh... wow... um," Vanessa stammered, confused. She wasn't sure she heard her right. "You want to tip him one hundred dollars?"
"Yes... please," Brianna smiled.
"Ok... I can do that. But... um... can you tell me how your session went?"
"Oh... wow... it was the most... incredible... massage I've ever had in my life," Brianna beamed excitedly. "His hands were... absolutely magical." Brianna had a dreamy look about her and she was radiant as if she'd recently had sex or something.
"Nothing... inappropriate?" Vanessa asked.
Brianna smiled as she shook her head. "No... it was... magical. He just... took me back... had me undress... and... and... gave me a massage. His hands were... just magical."
"Yes, I think you've said that already," Vanessa said, suspicious still. "Magical." She'd never seen Brianna look or act like this. There was something definitely wrong here. Was she on drugs?
"Did he use any special massage oil?" Vanessa asked.
Brianna slowly nodded, dreamily. "Yes... the absolute best. Can I make an appointment for next week?"
"Sure," Vanessa said, turning the page in the scheduling book. "I have time on Thursday at ten."
Brianna licked her lips. "When does... Vince... have an opening?"
Vanessa looked at her. "Vince? You're sure?"
"Yes," Brianna nodded, "please."
Vanessa looked at the pages. "Um... he has an opening on Wednesday at 4:00pm."
"Ok... that's during work, but I'll figure something out."
Vanessa shook her head in disbelief. Brianna gathered her things and walked out the door, still with a dreamy smile on her face. "Have a good day," she said softly.
*****
Vanessa was very upset after that mishap. What in the hell happened in there that made Brianna so... different... that changed her so much? Vanessa even lost a long-time massage client over it. And for Brianna to claim that nothing happened other than a typical massage? Nothing was making sense. Was it the special oil he was using?
She thought about it a while and finally thought of another thing she could try. She searched on the Internet until she found compact, portable, security cameras. There was no need to hook it up to the internet and no need to keep it connected to power. And it could record for up to ninety six hours without overwriting its memory. It was even small enough to be hidden within objects like stuffed animals or tissue boxes to make it nearly invisible.
She bought one and waited the two days for it to come in the mail. She read through the instructions to set it up and ran a small test to record herself and test retrieving the videos from it, putting them on her personal computer. It worked perfectly!
The next morning, she took the camera and placed it into Vince's room, hiding it on a small corner light stand that wasn't used for much, just a little light and decoration. It seemed to blend in well. It would take a direct search to see it, let alone to know what it was.
Kristen was Vince's first client and Vanessa knew that that would be absolutely perfect. She already knew that Kristen had previously been affected so it would be an interesting session.
"Hi," Vanessa said as Kristen walked in the front door for her appointment.
"Hi!" Kristen replied, smiling. "He's here today?"
Vanessa nodded. "Yes," she said, just as Vince came out of the back room to greet her.
"Hi Kristen," Vince said, extending his hand.
"Yay!" she cheered, taking Vince's hand in hers. "Vince is back! Feeling better?"
"Yep, back at one hundred percent," he said, smiling.
"I am so ready for this massage," Kristen gushed. Vanessa almost felt as if she was too giddy... like she was a drug addict about to get her fix. She knew that some people really enjoyed getting a massage, but she seemed far too excited.
"Good!" Vince said, clapping his hands once and rubbing them together. "Well, I'm ready for you if you want to follow me on back."
Vanessa watched as Vince led Kristen to the back, going towards their room and she was again forced to wait. She was learning that she didn't wait well. She wanted to know what was going on. She wanted to know now. She just needed to know!
A few other clients came in for the other girls as Vanessa waited behind the counter. Finally, after the hour was up, both Kristen and Vince came out of the back. Kristen looked absolutely radiant. She was smiling... almost a dopey smile.
"Thank you again, Kristen," Vince said. "Vanessa here will check you out, as usual."
"Thank you, Vince," Kristen said, smiling at him. "You're a lifesaver."
"Well, I wouldn't go that far, but I'm glad you enjoyed it," Vince said. "I'll see you next time." Then he turned and walked to the back room again.
"Oh... I can't tell you how good that felt," Kristen said to Vanessa as she grabbed her credit card from her wallet. "Add a hundred dollar tip on that, would you?"
"Sure," Vanessa said, ringing up the sale. "Here you go. Would you like to schedule another session?"
"Yes, please... two weeks." Kristen put her card back in her wallet and waited as Vanessa turned the pages in the scheduling book.
"Ok, he has an opening on that Monday... at 2:00pm."
"That'll be perfect," Kristen said, putting the appointment into her phone. Then she turned to walk out. "Have a good night!"
"You, too," Vanessa said as she watched her leave. She looked at her watch. It was going to be a long day... but she didn't want to fish the camera out of his room until he was gone for the day.
*****
Just as Vince walked out the door at 6:00pm, Vanessa tried to be subtle, but ran back to his room. She slowly opened the door and moved to the back corner. The camera had fallen to the floor somehow, so she bent down, and picked it up.
She stood there a moment as a strange smell hit her. She was too fast coming in to notice it at first, but now, it seemed all around her. She couldn't even tell where it was coming from but the smell made her feel good... excited her even... and made her dizzy. Her body was shaking a little as she breathed in more and more. She felt her nipples harden and her pussy tingle as she stood there, just wondering what it was.
When she felt an incredible desire to touch herself, and heard one of the other girls walking by, she shook her head to clear it and walked to the door quickly, closing it behind her.
When everyone had finally left, she turned off all the lights and locked up before driving home. Her husband was working late that night, so she had the house to herself for a few hours. Soon after coming in the door, she had the camera connected to her laptop and was downloading the videos. Since the camera was motion and sound activated, there were several videos on it, with some sessions having one, and some having a couple videos.
She sorted them by time and started up the video that was Kristen's appointment. The video started with Vince's door opening and him leading Kristen inside. He closed the door behind her as she moved and stood beside the table. He moved to the rack on the wall, lit several tea light candles and started a soothing music sound machine.
"Ok... nothing out of the ordinary," Vanessa said to herself.
"Why don't you go ahead, there's a screen over there to take your clothes off," Vince said as he grabbed a towel from the rack and turned around.
