This chapter is a personal favorite. I picked my screen name based on this character even though she is female and I am male. Dr. Electrogasm is to be a major part of this story. While she is not the main antagonist she is kind of like a secret weapon of his. She will appear in the story several times, so I hope you find her character interesting.
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When Jacob woke up he remembered he hadn't read the note Heather had given him. He went to the kitchen and opened it.
"Admit one person to the Magic Hands Massage Parlor. One full service paid massage with Isabella."
Under that was a note that read. "Don't do anything to release until you go here. I promise it will be worth it."
"So that's his game this time." Jacob said aloud to himself. He noticed the date was for the following night which meant he would have to go one more night without a release.
He skated through another day of classes and worked out again for a second night in a row. He came home feeling great and got to sleep quickly.
After class the next day he skipped his work out and instead opted for a jog. He brought the ticket with him as he had googled the parlor's location and found it was within walking distance of the campus.
He was worried by the time he got there though. As he walked through the front door his shirt was sweaty and he hoped he could just let them know he was going to run home and take a shower. He was already past his appointment time.
The waiting room had a very Asian theme to it and Jacob already began to wonder if all of these types of under-ground massage parlors had to have something to do with Asian women. It had room dividers with Japanese paintings on them and lucky bamboos in glass containers stacked on shelves against one wall.
Jacob was surprised when a very petite young red haired girl in her early twenties walked through white curtains blocking the view of the back room. She was wearing a Kimono with a large exaggerated bow tied in the back of it.
Jacob could see the loops of the bow peeking out from behind her back. She picked up a clip board and looked down at it.
"You must be Jacob." She said looking up at him and smiling.
"Yes I am but I was wondering if I could get a later appointment time. I jogged here and I'm kinda sweaty."
"Not a problem." She said. "We have a shower you can use."
She escorted him down a narrow hallway to a small and somewhat old looking bathroom. Despite the age of the fixtures and calcium buildup on the shower head, the bathroom looked relatively clean.
"Please remove your clothes and I will have them washed for you." The red head said holding out her hand.
Jacob stared at her for a moment and then realized she wasn't going to leave the room while he took off his clothes.
He stripped off his shirt and then followed with his jogging shorts and underwear. He plopped them all into her still out stretched hand. She smiled and glanced down below his waist then turned and walked out of the room.
He fumbled with the knobs on the shower for a while and finally got the water to come out at a temperature he wanted. He stepped into the water and washed all of the sweat off of himself. When he stepped out of the shower a taller girl with an athletic build and long black hair down to her waist was standing there waiting for him to get out.
She handed him a towel and he dried off. Then he wrapped the towel around his waist but before he could walk out of the room the girl held out her hand.
"Um, what did you need?" He asked to her outstretched hand.
"The towel." She said and then smiled in much the same way the petit red head had.
He wrinkled his brow and then slid the towel off. He stood there naked as the day he was born in front of the new girl. She took the towel and smiled at him. She didn't look down at his crotch like the last girl. In fact she didn't even acknowledge that he was nude.
"Follow me please." She said and then walked out of the room. He walked behind her down another narrow hallway and into a room with a doctor's style exam table in the middle of the room.
"Please lay down on your back." She said motioning towards the table.
Jacob laid down feeling vulnerable. He thought they usually put a towel over your privates whenever you went to a massage parlor. Even the kind that offered "extra" services. Here he was laying on his back with everything out in the open.
The taller girl got a wooden bowl out from under a smaller table in the corner and pulled out a large liter bottle of massage oil. She poured most of the bottle into the bowl and then dipped both of her hands into the oil. She began to rub her fingers into his arms and he had to admit, it really did seem like a legitimate massage starting off.
He half expected her to go straight for his penis but as her fingers dug into his muscles he began to relax and let her do what she seemed tasked with doing.
"Would you like a warm cloth for your face?" she asked as she paused for a moment at his shoulders.
"Sure." He said.
She disappeared from the room for a moment and then came back in with a wet towel in her hands. She placed it over his face and seemed to cover his eyes and forehead with it.
He could no longer see but he could feel her hands moving over his other arm. He could feel her fingers working their magic on the sore tissue in his left arm and soon he closed his eyes and just focused on the good feelings.
He couldn't see it but outside the towel the girl was rubbing his arm with one hand and tying down his wrist of the same arm with the other hand. She was very skilled at knots and used a silky cloth to loop around his wrist and then around the leg of the table.
"Another one of my assistants is coming in as well to help. Is that all right?" The girl said.
