"Revealing Clothing Inn, huh? Interesting name." Basil Jaak glanced at the sign, then strode in.
"Hey, gorgeous!" He called out to a waitress not far away. The young lady was not only pretty but had a sickly sweet voice, her figure outlined tantalizingly by her cheongsam, straight chest, towering hips, and a pair of slender and tight legs, with bow, two snow-white clouds emerged, "Sir, how may I assist you?"
The honey offers a sultry, kittenish smile, eyes alluringly flirting.
Basil Jaak raised his eyebrows slightly as he seemed to realize where the driver had taken him.
Men understand men the most.
"Got any rooms available?" Basil Jaak asked.
"Yes!" The waitress nodded, looking into Basil Jaak's eyes, she said, "Our standard room is $150 per night, and the luxe suite is $280 per night. Would you prefer the standard or the luxe suite?"
Remembering the nights spent in the wilderness, not a day goes by with a comfortable sleep, always alert to the appearance of danger and the presence of enemies, now finally returned to the city, and he should also indulge in luxury.
Basil Jaak snapped his fingers and said, "I'll take a luxe room."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The waitress turned and walked away elegantly. Basil Jaak's eyes trailed down to the waitress's round little behind swaying back and forth, her ass was really damn appealing.
It's been too long without urban life, so naturally don't have seen any beauties, but have seen many lionesses and leopards.
Basil Jaak couldn't help but feel a hot current flowing in his lower abdomen.
Shortly, the server was back, she gave Basil Jaak a sweet smile and gestured for him to follow with a charming, "Sir, please follow me."
"Do you require any wellness services? Our therapeutic massages are quite popular." The server asked passionately as she showed Ray to his room.
"What's the charge for these massages?" Basil Jaak asked, cracking his neck.
Although the name is massage, everyone knows exactly what it means.
"Prices do vary from a minimum of $60 to $800. Here is our price list for your reference." The service lady acted like a magician, waving her hand, and a plastic price list was already presented in front of Basil Jaak.
He glanced through the menu; the massage prices ranged in different tiers – $60, $80, $90, $120, and extended up to $800. Pocketing some bills, he could easily afford a $800 massage.
Since arrived, in order not to disappoint the driver's kindness, just enjoy! Enjoy the best!
There are three things that real men should not bargain about: first, good wine, second, beautiful women, and third, their own ambitions!
As Napoleon said.
"Of course $800."
"Very well, sir!" the waitress replied with a trace of a smile in her eyes and her voice even more tender and sweet, "You have great vision, rest assured that our service will not disappoint you".
A flirty giggle glazing over her polished tone.
Basil Jaak replied with a smile, not only to the waitress, but also to his lower body "little brother". He has also suffered a lot in the past three years and has not shown his prowess for a long time, "Hope so."
Skirt rustling on her shapely legs, she led the way through the atrium before taking a twist into a lavish carpeted hallway. A series of slammed doors littered on both sides, with a few highlighting some 'Do Not Disturb' signals, likely clients inside enjoying the wellness services.
The waitress opened an unlit door, and after letting Basil Jaak in, she closed the door behind her and left to call the masseuse.
The room was so big, decoration is extremely luxurious and the lighting soft and dim. There are some raunchy art pieces hung on the wall, including one featuring a naked lady sponging up after her bath, evoking suggestive thoughts.
Another painting is bolder, two naked women held each other in seductive and obscene postures. Their almond eyes shone with a lustful gleam, their faces were flushed. A silvery ray of saliva hung between two tender red tongues. Four jade-like breast mounds were pressed against each other, with even the pink nipples were not mosaic painted! Two slender fingers could be seen exploring the dense black forest between their milky-white thighs, and I could faintly see a small creek flowing downwards...
Basil Jaak nodded and had to say that these decorations were really touching and satisfied him, he lay down promptly.
The sheets were pristine, seemingly regularly changed, It was soft and quite comfortable, and this bed is big enough to accommodate two people.
As for why massage beds need to accommodate two people, he believe everyone understands it.
Just a few minutes later, a soft knock echoed from outside the door.
"Sir, may I come in?" A voice sweet as honey chimed.
"Come on in," he replied idly while laying lazily on the bed.
The door was gently pushed open a young girl entered, carrying a small basin holding a plastic bottle and a fresh white towel. The girl was like 18 or 19 years, with a cute face; her delicate features were pretty enough, and she had a well-endowed figure, donned in a crop top and a short skirt.
Basil Jaak speculated that this outfit was mostly a massage lady's exclusive uniform, which was quite provocative, enough to set off fantasies, especially the badge stationed on her busty chest. Number 10, probably her badge number.
As No.10 bent down to put the basin, her ultra-mini skirt rode up and her creamy panties showed off her shapely backside - nothing short of shameless eye candy for RayBlade.
"Sir, may I ask you to turn over, and we'll start on your back?" No. 10 kept her voice sugary sweet as if she was talking with a mouth full of candies.
Basil Jaak was lying on the bed, this position is just enough to cover up the fact that his penis is already tall and upright.
He doesn't want to be seen as having never fucked a woman for a long time, with an insatiable sexual desire that can easily cause an erection with just a little stimulation.
A cool sensation spread across his back as something liquid was poured over it.
Turning to look, he saw a pair of soft hands gently spreading the liquid all over his back. Her touch was light and just right, causing him to inadvertently hum in contentment.
"Sir, is the pressure ok?" No.10 asked in her sickly sweet voice.
"Mhmm," Basil Jaak replied, nodding. Now he finally understood why the cab driver warned him about pay Attention to kidneys before he left.
In such a seductive and charming scene, some 'R18'thing will happen later on…
The hands gradually moved down, no longer just on the back, but on the hips, legs, and anus…
One finger gently penetrated.
Basil Jaak almost groaned.
The next moment, his penis was gently grabbed.
Stroking with several fingers, pulling down the foreskin, pinching the scrotum, and then, a moist and hot feeling came like an electric current.
A moist little mouth held the dragon inside.
Just when Basil Jaak was so stimulated by this erotic massage that he could no longer bear it and was about to start fucking her, suddenly, a deafening noise broke out. The door was kicked down and a few men stormed in. He only heard Madam No.10's terrified shriek, and before he knew what was happening, several strong hands had him pinned onto the massage bed. His arms were twisted behind him and cuffed with little resistance.
WTF?!
Are you kidding?
Interrupting at such a critical time?
Can't it be ten minutes late?
Basil Jaak is not worried about his own safety. With his strong strength, he can easily deal with twice as many people. What makes him even more upset is that his sex life came to an abrupt end before it reached its climax. .
In the city, he cannot easily reveal his strength, so he chose to observe first without resisting, trying to figure out what happened.
In today's society, prostitution is also going to be arrested?
Basil Jaak could tell by feel alone that the person pressing him down was skilled, definitely not some common cop. In the hallway outside, the sound of doors collapsing rang out two or three times, followed by the static sound of a walkie-talkie.
"Captain, the Tiger is now cuffed, the Tiger is now cuffed."
"Roger that, You all stay put, wait for me to get there!"
"Damn it! Tiger? I'm the Tiger?" Basil Jaak cursed in his mind, I just got back to the city, how did I become a target to be captured?
They must have it wrong!
Basil Jaak was hoisted up with his hands tied behind his back, stark naked, and no one even bothered to cover him with a towel. His lust was thoroughly extinguished by these cops, and although his penis was limp down there, it was still impressively large. His sexual function should still be intact, but who knew if it might stage a permanent strike if startled another couple of times.
Once I figure out who's persecute me, watch me thoroughly deal with she with my beast below!!!
Flanked by two plainclothes men, Basil Jaak was led out of the massage room. Several fierce-looking young men were watching him like hawks, sneakily glancing at Basil Jaak's naked lower body. Although Basil Jaak was quite proud of his 'manliness', he still felt a flush of embarrassment. Then he saw number 10, squatting in the corner and crying non-stop, she must have been scared witless.
It sounded like there were quite a few people outside, uniformed police officers walked past from time to time, and there was a noisy flurry of footsteps as if many people were approaching.
What the hell is going on? Do they need to go to such lengths for an anti-pornography? Don't tell me there are TV crews following too? Basil Jaak sulked against the wall, feeling extremely frustrated.
"The Captain is here," someone outside stated and the other cops immediately straightened up.
"Have they all been captured?" It was a woman's voice, very clear, pleasant, and nice sounding.
"All caught in the net, not only did we catch the big fish, but also every shrimp and crab."
"Very good!" Following the pleasant voice, a few people came in, led by a woman. A good-looking policewoman in uniform. This pretty policewoman must be the so-called Captain that the man was talking about earlier.
Basil Jaak looked at the woman in front of him. She appeared very young, most likely no more than twenty-five. Her beautiful young face combined with an ice-cold expression was totally spellbinding!
A sexy body, combined with a uniform, added a whole lot more appeal.
Upon entering, the female cop glanced at Basil Jaak's really naked body, slightly taken aback, a blush traversed her fair face and she chided: "What the hell are you doing? Can't you find a towel to cover him?" One of the young men hurriedly picked up a towel from the ground, and scrambled to wrap it around Basil Jaak's waist.
Basil Jaak noticed that these men were quite afraid of this policewoman. But every one of them had an ambiguous smirk in their eyes, clearly, they wanted to embarrass their beautiful captain. It was just too damn unjust to use him as a scapegoat.
If you're so bold, go scare the beautiful captain without your pants on. Are you guys too shy because your little brother isn't as long as mine?!
…
When Basil Jaak was pushed out of the massage room by these cops, he was quite taken aback by the sight: fully armed SWAT officers wearing masks and holding assault rifles were guarding the entire corridor.
Is it necessary to use SWAT to eliminate pornography? When did it become so exaggerated in China? Bazil Jak shook his head helplessly. After staying in the wilderness for three years, Basil Jack clearly felt that he was outdated.
Along one side of the corridor, a row of half-naked men with their hands bound behind them were squatting in line, just like Basil Jaak, haphazardly covered by a towel at their waists. Some were burly, some had various tattoos on their bodies, dragons or tigers, so lifelike that one can tell they're gangsters without guessing.
Outside the small hotel, there were no less than a hundred police cars parked, police lights flashing on and off, reflecting on each other. There were also a considerable number of police standing outside, what a spectacular sight, Basil Jaak was taken to a police car.