How Rude!

Seth Gamble storms into the spa, pissed off about his last-minute cancellation fee and demanding a refund like he's the king of the world. Sky Wonderland, his feisty masseuse, stands her ground—no dice, buddy. Since he's not getting his cash back, he grumbles but strips down and hops on the table anyway. Sky's not letting his rudeness slide; she starts the massage with a sly grin, her hands gliding over his tense muscles, but every stroke comes with a teasing twist. She brushes just close enough to his throbbing cock to make him twitch, whispering how a little politeness goes a long way. He squirms, rock-hard and begging, but she pulls back, oil-slick fingers dancing everywhere except where he craves it most. Minutes stretch into torture as she edges him mercilessly, her naughty laughs echoing while she reminds him who's in charge. Finally, when he's a sweating, desperate mess on the brink, Sky leans in close, her breath hot on his ear. 'Promise you'll play nice with our rules next time,' she purrs, 'and I'll wrap this up with the happy ending you deserve.' Deal sealed, she strokes him to a mind-blowing release, leaving him spent and schooled.