A Firm Hand

Lyra Law drags herself home aching like hell, decides a quick massage is the only fix, and books the first spot she finds. Mona Wales is waiting at the parlor and gets straight to work once Lyra strips down. She oils her hands, digs into those tight shoulders, then slides down to the small of her back. Lyra asks for deeper pressure on her ass and thighs, so Mona grabs the glutes hard and feels the muscle give. Lyra moans, tells her how connected everything is, brags about the weekend she spent learning Thai massage. Mona smirks, rolls her eyes, but keeps rubbing where it counts. Lyra flips onto her back, spreads her legs a little, and Mona gets the hint. She tells Lyra straight: the happy ending costs extra. Lyra promises a fat tip and keeps running her mouth until Mona clamps a hand over it, shushes her, and drives two fingers straight into her pussy. Mona leans down and growls that she’s done with the attitude, that Lyra better shut up and obey if she wants to come. Lyra’s eyes go wide, but she nods, happy to be put in her place, and follows every order Mona barks out.