As a young child, you were told you had ‘miracle hands’.

You first found out your talent when you were only 12 years old.

When your mother had back pain after her chest grew too big thanks to your birth, 12 years ago, you offered to massage her back as a cute offering.

And it was cute when you started… until your mother let out a quite erotic moan.

Despite giving you that traumatic memory, your mother quickly recognised that you had a talent for masseuse work, and she sent you to a masseuse place where they taught you the basics.

You learned rather fast, and by your second month in, you knew all the pressure points in the human body that could help alleviate any type of pain. After a year of training, you got a masseuse license by the age of 13, and your mother couldn’t be prouder. And she took advantage of it too, since every night, she requested a full body massage from you. Fair to say that some nights she got rather… excited.

Regardless, you worked part time as a masseuse while you finished your high school and college studies.

When you finally turned 21, you finished your college degree in IT, and you had a stable job as a masseuse. Thanks to your mother’s pleas, you decided to keep living with her. She did give you a lot, plus, she was quite lonely since your father abandoned the both of you when you were just a baby.

Now that you had a degree and your masseuse license, you didn’t know what to pursue as a life career. Your mother proposed that you tried the masseuse job full time for a year, so you can see if that’s what you want to do, otherwise, you can look for a different job in IT. This sounded like good idea to you, so you agreed.

And so, you became a full time masseuse.

The place you have been working at for the last couple of years or so was called ‘Heavenly Hands’, and it had quite a reputation for being heavily adored by female customers. This is because all the workers were female, apart from you, and it’s also because they were all kind and cute. However, its popularity skyrocketed when you arrived.

You were just 14 back then, and you were a favourite amongst the ladies, specially the older ones. You were called cute, adorable, some even held you in their arms after you serviced them. One of these ladies was called Melissa Vahn.

Melissa was your first ever customer. She was 42, had long blonde hair, had a very curvy body, plus she was rather rich as she owned her own law firm. Due to the stress of being a lawyer, she was desperately looking for a place that could unwind her and reduce her stress, and she found the massage place you worked at.

You remember that you were rather nervous as she entered your room. Her aura was full of confidence, and she smirked when she saw your trembling form.

Hm? She chuckled softly. You are only a little kid… quite the adorable little fellow aren’t you… She patted your head Don’t worry my dear, I won’t criticise you if you do a bad job, so try your best alright?

She swiftly got naked for you and lied down on the bed.

Then you did your magic.

Melissa was moaning so loudly that the receptionist had to check in at one point to ensure nothing inappropriate was happening in there.

After you were done, she was twitching, and could barely stand up without your help. She looked at you with adoration and was rather affectionate afterwards.

And so your customer relationship with her began. Every day for the next decade, she would come over and request you specifically. She would tip you excessively, and as you grew older, she became more bold with her advances.

Now that you were 21, and legal, she prepared her move.

Hey baby…? She held you close when she entered your room for her daily massage. How about we switch it up and you can come to my place? She purred and nibbled on your ear. We can be all alone… no distractions… plus you can be naked with me… how does that sound? I’ll pay you well if you can make me unable to walk…