The Massage Palace - Episode 12

 

The Massage Palace - Episode 12

The new sanctuary was quiet, a hidden gem in the city's industrial underbelly. MALIK was locking the front door when a sleek black limousine pulled up to the curb. The tinted window rolled down, revealing KENDRA. She looked impeccable, not a hair out of place, though her eyes held a restless hunger.

"I see you survived the fall," Malik said, leaning against the brick wall.

"Barely," she replied, stepping out of the car. "Damian is humiliated, licking his wounds in the suburbs. But boredom, Malik… boredom is dangerous."

She walked up to him, her scent expensive and intoxicating. "I've been thinking. We have a reputation now. Not just for service, but for survival. There are people willing to pay a premium for that kind of exclusivity. For that… danger."

"I'm done with danger," Malik said. "We're building something clean."

"Clean is boring," she whispered, her hand sliding into his back pocket. "I have a client. A diplomat. He wants a session that isn't just about relaxation. He wants to feel… powerless. At the mercy of two experts."

Malik looked at her, seeing the challenge in her eyes. "We?"

"Don't tell me you've forgotten how to play on the same team," she purred. "Lia doesn't have to know."

Before Malik could answer, the door opened behind him. LIA stood there, her expression guarded. She looked from Malik to Kendra, the tension instantly spiking.

"I heard a car," Lia said. "Is everything okay?"

Kendra smiled, a predator baring its teeth. "Everything is fine. Just discussing the future of the business."

Malik saw the spark of jealousy in Lia’s eyes—and something else. Curiosity.

"Maybe," Malik said slowly, looking at both women, "we should hear her out."

The session was set for midnight. The diplomat, a nervous man with eyes that darted around the room, lay face down on the table. The atmosphere was thick with incense and anticipation.

Kendra stood on one side, Malik on the other. They moved in sync, a silent, deadly rhythm. Kendra’s nails raked down the man's back, sharp and stimulating, while Malik’s strong hands kneaded the tension from his shoulders.

"Relax," Kendra commanded. "You are ours tonight."

The man groaned, his muffled face buried in the cradle. Malik watched Kendra, remembering the old fire. She caught his gaze, her eyes dark with lust. She leaned over the client, her chest brushing against his arm, and kissed Malik.

It was electric. The client couldn't see, but he felt the energy shift. Kendra’s hand wandered down Malik’s torso, finding the bulge in his trousers.

"I missed this," she murmured against his lips.

The diplomat let out a whimper of pleasure. Kendra pulled away, a wicked smirk playing on her lips. "I think he likes the show."

Malik looked at the door. It was slightly ajar. Through the crack, he saw a flash of Lia’s hair. She was watching. She wasn't leaving. She was learning.

Kendra unzipped Malik’s pants, freeing his hard d!ck. She stroked him slowly, her eyes locked on his.

"Let's give him a memory," she whispered.

She climbed onto the table, straddling the client’s legs, presenting her @ss to Malik. She hiked up her dress, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. Malik stepped forward, his c#ck throbbing. He grabbed her hips and entered her in one deep thrust.

Kendra gasped, her hands gripping the client’s shoulders. Malik began to move, f#cking her hard while the client lay trapped beneath them, listening to the slap of skin and Kendra’s moans.

"Yes," she cried out. "Just like that."

Malik pounded into her wet p#ssy, the intensity heightened by the voyeuristic thrill of the client and the silent audience at the door. He felt Kendra tighten around him, her body squeezing his d!ck.

"Come for me," he ordered.

She shattered, her body convulsing. With a final, deep plunge, Malik groaned and filled her with his hot c#m.

As he pulled away, adjusting his clothes, he looked at the door. It was empty. But he knew the game had changed forever.

Teaser for Episode 13:

Lia confronts Malik about what she saw, leading to a shocking confession of her own desires. Kendra proposes a permanent partnership—one that involves sharing the throne. A new danger emerges from the shadows of Damian’s defeat, threatening to destroy the new sanctuary before it truly begins.

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