First Massage Parlor Busting

I wasn't sure how it would go, but I thought that the worst case would be she'd say no, so decided to go for it!
Location: An AMP (Asian Massage Parlor) ... not your local Massage Envy (though \*almost\* one time there!)

I'd been there a couple times before and had the usual happy ending and good banter with one of the girls. Cute and nice face, though with that squarish Asian physique. Got to play with her nipples a little, and when that happy ending time came, she definitely was skilled.

I tipped well. (Money for the Honey).

So I came in and laid down naked, as always...but with a 4 inch stretcher on my balls.
On my stomach, legs slightly apart and that stretcher laying between.

Certainly a look of surprise when she came in, but she started standard massage she did and of course, teasing and curiousity, gently letting her hand glide over those stretched out balls.

Inevitably she asked, though English was not her first language.
Pulled out my phone, opened the translate app and put in "My pleasure is from pain. Please hurt my testicles!" and showed her the translation.

Well, she looked surprised, but lightly squeeze them. I encouraged her to squeeze more. She did. Then mimicked slapping them. She seemed to start to like it.

Finally, I asked her to sit on the table and I stood up, balls hanging and mimicked a punching bag.

Again, very tenative at first...but with enouragement, she started in....OMG it grew intense, but I held strong, not wanting her to stop!

She reached for my cock, but I shook my head and pointed to the translation again. She actually smiled and started slapping my cock around.

Time was up, tip was paid. And she gave me a deep squeeze as she helped me get dressed.

Went back several times and each time she smiled and I ended up with the pain I desired.

Through the translate app we chatted over time and she really appreciated being able to hurt me, since so many of her clients were jerks. (Perfect...the thing that makes it worthwhile for me!)

Eventually, as they all seem to do, she was rotated out. Though I know she's more empowered now and my balls twinge when I remember her.

I "made the rounds" in town and when travelling and found that the stretcher always seem to open the door. (Leaving that nice tip on the table near my clothes...definitely made it easier for both of us.)

More stories to come...including the time I went to an AMP and just got a massage after a heads-up from the girl about the local PD watching...