Special Service.

[ShadowKnux372]

Ty couldn't keep himself from being nervous. His body shook a little, his heart pounded. His hand trembled and clutched the voucher in his hand. His breath was short.

And he hadn't even walked in the door yet!

'Why did I agree to this?' he thought to himself, staring at the flier attached to glass door he stood in front of. "Delightfully Wonderful and Amiable Reception, Friends!" That's what it read. 'Just because Rai gave this to me doesn't mean I have to use it...' he thought, glancing again at the slip of paper in his hand. His mind flashed back to what his friend had told him when he procured this little scrap...

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"Best place to go for a massage, man. These girl's have a magic touch, and they sound like a bunch a cuties, too!"

"Sound like?"

"Eh, I never actually got to see 'em. Secretive bunch, I guess. I hear that if they like you, you get a 'special service,' if you know what I mean."

"Eh?"

"Why don't you see if you're their type, Ty? This coupon's for a free session, one night only. I can't use it; I'm heading to the bar with Jin tonight."

"I, uh...But, I...."

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Of course, Rai didn't listen to Ty's protest, and, against his better judgment and paralyzing nervousness, here he was, walking through the glass doors, a little bell jingling in the distance and announcing his arrival.

A modest reception room, a simple reception desk in front, a hallway to his right, leading to numerous doors spread evenly across the walls. Curiously, there was nobody at the desk to acknowledge his presence.

Ordinarily, this sort of scenario would trigger Ty's natural instinct to vacate, but curiosity, his Achilles' Heel, already had him in it's grip. Despite himself, he called out to the emptiness.

"Hello? A...Anyone here?" No answer. "I...I have a coupon! Supposed...supposed to be tonight only?" he managed to stammer out. Still no answer.

As Ty's curiosity began to wane, being properly replaced with paranoia, a door in the hallway to his right opened up, and a voice from a speaker previously unnoticed piped up.

"You here for the special, huh? Well, come on in!" the voice chimed. It was a cute voice, light and airy, and even a little flirty.

Ty realized he must have been in the grip of curiosity again when he found himself at the opening of the door without realizing he had walked there. Still, he hesitated at the precipice. Inside the room was a soft, rectangular table, one Ty assumed he was to lay upon. Beyond that, not much else. For a supposedly great massage parlor, there wasn't much in the way of presentation.

"Well, don't be shy! Go on in!" the voice playfully chided. Ty hesitated again, then breathed deep and entered, instinctively shutting the door behind him. Looking around, he didn't see anyone else in the room. He was really beginning to be confused. "Work with me, hun." the voice said, humor in her voice. "This your first time, huh?"

Ty replied to his hidden observer with a nod and a weak "Uh-huh."

The voice giggled a little before replying. "You're gonna have to disrobe and lay face-down on the table, alright?" Apparently seeing the look on his face, she continued. "Now, now, no need to blush. It's just procedure. Can't start unless you do it, can't let you see us yet, eh? You can wrap a towel around yourself if you're that shy, 'K?"

The voice subsided, and Ty glanced to his left, noting the towel rack that sat upon a wall. Sighing with resignation, he grabbed it. 'I've come this far, right?' he thought to himself. 'It...it'll be worth it, after all....right?' So he did as the voice had commanded, hastily undressing himself, folding the towel around him and lying on the table, face down, away from the door.

No sooner had he gotten himself in place that he heard the door open and shut behind him.

"OK, hun. Hope you're ready for me, 'cause I've been waitin' to show you what I can do!" came the voice that previously emitted from hidden speakers. Again, this voice was flirtatious and sweet at the same time. Weak-willed with women, Ty was beginning to feel his nerves fraying. "Up we go!" he heard her say, before he heard a rustle of movement, and a light weight fell upon his back.

'She...She's sitting on me?!' Ty though, his face burning. He just knew he was turning the perfect shade of crimson.

The woman giggled. "Aw, look how you're shakin'...don't worry, I'll ease all them nerves outta you, just relax..." she said, and Ty audibly gasped as she brushed her hands against his shoulder blades. A simple stroke of her fingers, and it brought this kind of reaction out of him. Ty was almost scared to feel more, but his masseuse was already at work, lightly brushing and squeezing his shoulders, moving across his arms, then back up again, before working her way down to his back. "Hmm..." the woman mused. "Not a bad little body, hun. Most women, they like the big guys, muscles rippling all over." She lightly squeezed near his ribcage, and he tensed up from the sensation. "Me, I like 'em a little smaller. There's just something 'bout those shy, innocent types that just...." she paused, rubbing in circles on his lower back. "....turns me on." she breathed, squeezing a little.

Her words and her actions elicited an immediate reaction from Ty, and he was beginning to be very glad he was lying face-down. But it looked like his masseuse wasn't done with him, in any sense of the word. She continued to rub him in a way that the average masseuse was advised not to. "Plus, you know what they say about 'em..." she continued, her voice lowered and more breathy from before. "....they're the ones that can really go." she finished, and her little miracle-hands began moving south. "And, if you don't mind me sayin', hun...you got a cute little tush!" she said, before, in a single flash of movement, she managed to whip the towel off of Ty's body, before giving said admired body part a squeeze.

Ty's mind and body were approaching their limit, though he was still glued into position from everything that had happened so quickly to him. 'What is going on?' he thought to himself. 'Is this that special service Rai talked about? W...Why me? How'd I get this lucky?' His thought raced.

Ty got snapped out of his musings with the next statement. "If you want to have a little fun, just turn over and say the word, hun."

Perhaps it was the offer that finally sealed it. Perhaps his mind and body just finally reached all they could take. Perhaps it was fate for him. Whatever it was, Ty decided to throw caution to the wind and go with whatever happened. He turned around, ready to view the sultry woman who had apparently been taken with him. He turned, expecting to see buxom beauty of a Succubus.

What he got was the diminutive sweet stature of a Dwarf. Ty's eyes widened as he got a good look at his masseuse. As tall as any Dwarf one would see, all of just a few feet. Her bright green hair was done up in short pigtails, and he clothing, what small amount there was, barely hugged her body over her most private parts, though her hand position suggested she was ready to toss the loose clothing at a moment's notice, as did the look in her little brown eyes. She smirked. "A little surprised, hun?"

Ty just nodded dumbly. "Uh-huh."

She giggled. "Think back to our little slogan."

'Slogan?' Ty thought. Then he remembered. Delightfully Wonderful and Amiable Reception, Friends!

'Delightfully Wonderful and Amiable Reception, Friends.....D...W...A...R...F...' Ty though, before plopping his palm on his face for not noticing the correlation.

The Dwarf laughed again. "Don't feel bad, hun. A lotta people never get it. Still...." she said, rubbing her hands on his chest, making Ty shudder from the sensation. "...the offer's still good. Just ask for a 'Special Service' from Laiza, hun."

".....ci...vic...La..."

"What was that, hun?"

"S...Special...s-service....L-L...Laiza...." Ty managed to squeak out, blushing furiously.

Laiza smiled, before whisking of her clothes in a single movement, revealing her tiny body for him. "One special service, coming up, hun!" She took his hard-on in her tiny and stroked it a little, before licking her lips. "And trust me, hun..." she said, getting into position. "...I'll make it special!" she finished, before spearing herself on him, her tiny body sinking down on his member.

For such a tiny women, Laiza was almost insatiable. She insisted Ty just lie back and let her do the work, and seeing her in action, Ty doubted he could work at a pace good enough for her. This little beauty bounced herself up and down on him so frantically, groaning and moaning and screaming her enjoyment so vehemently, Ty was beginning to worry she'd overwork herself, or her cute little body.

She knew what she was doing, though, as her fingers still caressed sensitive areas of Ty's body while she continued riding him. It wasn't long before Ty felt his limit being reached, a sensation rising furiously within him. Before he could warn Laiza of the impending, though, she pinned herself down as far as she could go, and Ty could hold out no longer. Laiza let out the sultriest moan Ty had ever heard as he released everything he had within her, and she took it all happily.

In the afterglow of what just occurred, Laiza drew circles on Ty's chest idly, smiling. "That was great, hun. A good first 'Special Service' for the both of us, eh?"

"Yeah..." Ty said dimly. Then he registered what she had said. "First...?"

Laiza smiled, a shier smile this time. "Well, I wasn't just going to give a special service to just anyone." she said, almost indignantly.

Ty just looked back at her and smiled.

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A few weeks passed, and the doors to the building opened up once more.

"Excuse me? I'm here for a session! Is Laiza in?"

A door opens down the hall, and a man heads eagerly towards the open door.

"Come on in, hun." a voice gleefully chimes. "I'll gladly give you a session." The man disrobes, much more easily than the first time he arrived, and as he lays upon the table, the door opens and closes once more. "And of course, I'll be glad to give you your usual 'special service...'" the voice says, no longer projected from the walls. "....free of charge."

The man smiles. "Well then, Laiza. One Special Service, please."

Laiza smiles back at Ty. "Coming right up!"