Allison's Favor

This is my first story ever. If you have any thoughts or suggestions, please let me know!

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The chilly vibes of the season set the scene as city lights danced through longer nights. Streets adorned with enchanting lights beckoned to passersby. In this lively ambiance, Liam, clad in an unfashionable ensemble, meandered through the streets aglow with neon signs that clashed with his style.

The clock had long struck eleven when he found himself in this downtown area, a rare venture for him. The reason for his evening excursion stemmed from a blind date that had been eagerly anticipated for quite some time. While for some, blind dates might be mundane, for Liam, this was a rare occurrence, a once-in-a-lifetime event after years of solitude. Since his school days, he had remained oblivious to the company of women, his timid nature rendering him akin to a young man stranded in a desert when it came to dating.

However, fate had different plans. His meticulously planned blind date unraveled within a mere ten minutes. The girl, with a charming countenance, excused herself to the restroom but left a message apologizing, never to return.

Lost in the city's nocturnal allure, Liam retraced the streets, replaying the short-lived blind date in his mind. While countless reasons could explain the abrupt end, Liam fixated on a singular cause—the perceived absence of masculinity. His modest stature and slight shoulders mirrored those of an ordinary woman, devoid of the charismatic allure associated with masculinity. The realization that a potential connection slipped away due to his inherent physique, beyond his control, cast a shadow of sadness upon him.

'I don't want to go home like this…'

The lonely streets still held Liam captive, his regrets fueling the fire of disappointment. The vivid imagination that had flourished for so long remained unfulfilled, and he yearned for someone to ease his loneliness. Driven by mixed emotions, he investigated the source of the myriad lights adorning the street. Upon closer inspection, he discovered that many emanated from nightlife establishments. To Liam, who sought respite from a solitary night, the sight was akin to a savior. His aimless wandering came to a halt when a small card caught his attention on the street.

'Rose Massage and Spa'

Despite being an advertisement for massage and spa services, the design and images conveyed an unusual ambiance. The phone number and address suggested it was a nearby business. Deviating from the main street to avoid prying eyes, he promptly dialed the number.

“Yes. This is Rose Massage and Spa. How may I help you?”

A woman with an alluring deep voice greeted him on the other end, sparking a nervous flutter within him. Despite the unfamiliarity, he gathered his courage.

“Hello. Can I make a reservation for a massage?”

“Of course. Are you coming right now?”

“Yes. I think I can arrive soon.”

“May I have your phone number and name?”

The reservation unfolded smoothly, providing Liam with a sense of accomplishment, a departure from the scars of the failed blind date. As he contemplated the impending visit to the spa, thoughts of the earlier disappointment faded away.

‘There must be plenty of more interesting girls than that bitch on the blind date, right?’

An optimistic air enveloped him. It felt like he could share time with a more intriguing woman than he had initially imagined. With renewed steps, he followed the map on the card. The business's sign hung prominently, its LEDs casting a vibrant glow. Hesitation lingered briefly before he crossed the entrance threshold and descended the staircase to the basement. The journey led to a luxurious door marked with a sophisticated sign, confirming he had arrived at his destination.

Upon pushing open the heavy door, a lobby bathed in blue light unfolded. While dim, there was ample illumination to survey the modern interior, subtly hinting at the establishment's upscale nature. Liam momentarily lost himself in the ambience before spotting the information counter. His gaze then fell upon the silhouette of a woman, and an intuitive sense told him she was the one from the phone call earlier.

“Hello. I… I just made a reservation over the phone…”

“Oh, you must be Liam Smith. Welcome. Is this your first time here?”

“Yes…”

Drawing closer, her features became more distinct. In her 40s, her voice, even more alluring in person, resonated with Liam. As their gazes met at the counter, Liam couldn’t help but instinctively glance at her figure—she wore a form-fitting black dress, her ample curves on display. Despite his brief distraction, he tightened his grip on the conversation.

“I would like to get a spa and massage in a single room like I made a reservation earlier. Is that okay?”

“Okay. Let’s see… it’s possible.”

“But maybe this place…”

“Hmm?”

“I mean, I guess you might have…”

After Liam's daring move, his heart raced. What if he appeared odd and found himself in an awkward predicament? Thoughts of potential misunderstandings swirled in his mind as he met her gaze. Observing his hesitant eyes, the lady’s eyes narrowed, and she offered a mischievous smile, lowering her voice so only Liam could hear.

“Of course. But you didn’t tell me on the phone earlier…”

“Can’t we…?”

“There’s only one manager left today. Are you okay?”

“Yes! But who is…”

“This girl here.”

Nervousness dissipated as the prospect of an almost hiccuped interaction ceased to matter. Curiosity lingered, however, about the manager he was about to meet. He focused on the brochure photo she pointed to—a female manager with a bright appearance. The slightly dark skin and exotic, cute face sparked excitement within him. Her name seems to be Allison.

“Is she not matching your preference?”

“I mean… I like her.”

Despite expressing his approval, Liam couldn’t shake off a lingering worry. Allison had a style different from what he expected. Given his small frame, he preferred a petite and delicate type of girl, which she wasn’t. Yet, with no desire to backtrack and too weary to search for alternatives, he pressed on.

“Great! Then, would you please go to this room and wait for a moment? Follow this way, and you will find it out.”

“Thank you.”

“Here’s your gown. If you change into this, our manager will come in.”

As he turned and headed toward the designated room, Liam sensed something missing. Contemplating the idea of receiving a massage from the hostess at the counter, he navigated the hallway in search of the massage parlor. Soon, he reached the room indicated by the hostess.

Taking a deep breath, he opened the door, greeted by soft lighting and a sweet aroma. The atmosphere eased his nerves as he examined the gown in his hand. Uncomfortable in his clothes, he swiftly changed into the provided gown. Briefly pondering whether to wear panties, he opted to don them beneath the robe. With a sense of relief, he settled onto the sofa in a corner, awaiting the arrival of his designated manager.

‘She must be very skilled at the service.’

He justified his decision, closing his eyes and envisioning the massage and quasi-prostitution that awaited. Exhausted from hours of wandering in the chilly weather, Liam succumbed to fatigue, growing increasingly lethargic as he awaited the upcoming experience.

Liam got really surprised when he heard a noise at the door. He thought that something important was happening, so he rubbed his eyes and looked towards the door. A lady in a light dress came out from behind the door and walked towards the sofa where Liam was sitting. She had nice, light brown skin and a young-looking face. Her eyebrows and eyes made her look confident. Her black hair was long and wavy, making it look even more full.

“Hi, I’m Allison. Are you getting a massage, right?”

Liam was astonished and glad to hear her pleasant voice. As he stopped worrying about what may happen if he couldn't be comfortable, a faint smile came on his face. While he sat on the couch, she knelt to be at his eye level. He couldn't stop himself from staring at her cleavage. He saw the deep cleavage formed by her large breasts at the end of his look. This overwhelmed him, and he couldn't stop staring at the outline of her nipples through her thin dress. She didn't appear to be wearing a bra. The uneasy feelings he had about her had already dissipated. Liam was completely intrigued by her style, which he had never considered before.

“Um... yes, yes…”

Liam had a blank expression on his face for a time. He was taken aback by how exotic and feminine she appeared. Allison then smiled and extended her hands to him. He took her hand in his and she helped him stand. Her grip was really firm. He returned his gaze to her face as they stood facing each other, holding hands. He could tell she was taller than he was. Allison took Liam's hand and led him over to the massage table before he could say anything else.

“You will get a massage here. Please take off your gown and lie down.”

She said this as she began preparing various massage tools. The way she hummed made him feel at ease. Only then did Liam relax and feel more at ease, and he was able to enjoy her whole beauty. Allison was a tall woman with enormous breasts and other portions of her body. Her belly fat was slightly visible because she couldn't hide it with just one thin dress. Her big hips swayed in tune with her motions before his gaze, displaying her curvy nature, with the traces of her dresses clearly visible. It was impossible for him to tear his gaze away from her body's size and bulk, which contrasted with her adorable face. Liam was a little scared by her size, which seemed a little too much for him. Anyway, he sat down gently on the table, his gaze fixed on her.

“Then let me begin.”

She rubbed the massage oil to Liam's back with a deft hand, effectively easing out any tension in his muscles with a forceful touch. He couldn't help but groan as the coolness of the oil blended with the faint discomfort. A small grin appeared on her lips, and she clasped her hands together, softly patting every inch of his tired body. Liam's stiff muscles relaxed in response to her unexpectedly powerful hold, allowing him to luxuriate in relief that exceeded his expectations. He found happiness in his decision once more as he luxuriated in a rejuvenating massage, the result of her seemingly incongruous strength.

Meanwhile, Allison didn't mind the massage, which was far more pleasant than dealing with a typical male customer. She massaged his upper body much more refreshingly than usual because she was in a more relaxed attitude than while dealing with other customers. She ended her massage quickly and whispered to Liam.

“Now let’s start with the lower body.”

He didn't have time to get thrilled because her massage was quite painful, but her lower body massage was a little different. Liam was taken aback by her abrupt approach from the start. His natural sexual arousal was already heightened by her pleasant, feminine aroma. Liam felt blood rush to his penis as a peculiar sensation filled the air. He got concerned about her, wondering whether she had noticed, and began mind-controlling her to help her restore her composure. He felt strange in this environment because he had never displayed his genitals to a woman before.

Allison could tell he was in trouble based on his uncomfortable expression. She purposefully applied massage oil to his inner thighs, as if to taunt him. He couldn't help but erect his penis with a thrilling feeling when her hand stroked the inside of her thigh. She couldn't tell the difference because he was resting face down in his boxers. She could tell by his hot cheeks and uneven movements that Liam was inexperienced with women. Her body and mind were fatigued from dealing with her worn-out-minded men, and she hadn't had a truly virgin-like man like Liam in a long time. It was impossible for her to hide the excitement that was growing within her.

"Would you like to get a little extra service?"

Allison inquired as she completed massaging Liam's lower body and was going to tidy up her space.

"What's that?"

Liam was intrigued by her idea after finally escaping her contact and settling down his faint excitement with his eyes closed.

"It's really good for men's health."

"Are you really just doing it?"

He was concerned that she might charge an extra fee or something, but with her massage talents so far, it didn't really matter.

"It might be expensive, but I'll just do it to you, because you are so cute!"

Allison slid her hand between Liam's legs as he lay face down as soon as she said that, without waiting for Liam's response. Meanwhile, Liam was taken aback when he felt her hand between his legs. She mischievously smiled, slipped her hand under his hips, and touched his testicles with the tips of her fingers.

“Oh, wait… there…”

Allison began to softly touch unexpected areas of Liam with her fingertips, which caused Liam to fear. He wasn't ready to be touched in his private areas just yet. The painful sensation rising from his testicles and the subtle pressure rising from his lower abdomen stunned him even more. With an amused look, she focused her senses even more on her fingertips in response to his unexpected reaction. She could feel the softness of his lovely orbs.

“Ouch!“

When her thumb accidentally squeezed forcefully on his testicles, he felt an excruciating pain. As a result, Liam groaned and pushed himself up from his prone stance, his hands on the table, and dragged his body forward. The burning and shocking feeling emerging from his balls gave him shivers. He couldn't even imagine such pain from a light stroke of her fingers.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry…”

“It’s okay…”

Allison had always known that men's testicles were extremely sensitive, but she had not expected such an extreme reaction from a light press. For a little period, she stared at him with a regretful expression, wondering if her long-awaited favor had produced an uneasy situation. Looking at Liam's uncomfortable expression, she decided that a change of atmosphere was in order.

“Oh, that’s right. You said you wanna do the real ‘service’, right?”

Allison clapped her hands once to lighten her attitude. Liam had forgotten why he had come here for a second owing to the unpleasant scenario he had just been in. After hearing her voice, he eventually came to his senses and nodded, little embarrassed. With his hesitant response, her worried feelings began to subside. She took the initiative once again and stared at the newbie guest in front of her with clear eyes.

“Then take it all off and come back.”

He couldn't pull down his pants and was just clearing his throat after barely getting off the massage table. It was natural to remove everything in order to advance to the next phase, but cautious Liam was still not fully prepared. He didn't want her to notice his anxiousness, so he pretended to be calm as possible.

“I don't know why it's strangely tight…“

Liam convinced himself that he was acting naturally, although everyone could see that he was really awkward. Allison got annoyed as she observed his strange conduct and questioned why he would do that, no matter how inexperienced he was. Instead of urging him, she chose to guide him gently. She remarked this as she slowly removed the shoulder straps of one of her dresses.

“Normally it's not what happens, but it's a service to you.“

Then she tugged the strap on her other shoulder down, causing her flimsy dress to fall to the floor. Liam took in her beauty while standing in an ambiguous position. His body was slightly lowered and his hands were held awkwardly at his waist. Dark brown nipples and matching wide areolas were visible in the midst of her two big breasts, which had nothing covering them. In comparison to her large belly, her waist seemed rather smooth. A thin piece of cloth, which could hardly be termed underwear, was stretched across her large hips a little below.

“Do you want more?”

She finally removed the small bit of fabric as Liam just stared at her blankly. And his gaze lingered for a long time between her thick thighs. He was drawn to the thin, solid line between her labia, perfectly shaven at the bikini line. He tried to maintain a cool appearance by pretending to clear his throat as he saw the totally naked woman for the first time. She grinned as she saw his uneasy demeanor.

“Now, it’s your turn.”

Allison approaches him carefully, still gripping the elastic band of his boxer underwear. Her curvy figure shook with each step she took forward. Liam became slightly intimidated by her larger-than-expected appearance as the distance became so close that he could feel her breath. She knelt on her knees, her lovely aroma filling the room. She, too, was having an enjoyable experience. He was hardly a man, but he had a youthful appeal, and she was dedicated to him.

“Let’s see yours.”

Allison reached for his boxer underwear and began to pull them down. Liam's completely nude genitals were finally exposed in front of her gaze. His penis was completely erected and appeared to be at its peak of arousal. But that was not a sexy appearance. It was so tiny that it looked like a woman's index finger. For some reason, seeing the not-so-large glans dripping with sticky fluids made her feel sad. His scrotum, sagging in the mild heat of this area, was like a thin, smooth leather bag without a single wrinkle, in contrast to his weak thighs and small penis. She could also see the two oval-shaped testicles that were heavily pulling the pouch down and were wriggling.

“Oh my god…”

The appearance of his genitals caused her to laugh without realizing it. Allison tried hard not to chuckle out of fear of harming him. However, he was no fool, and she couldn't totally avoid being discovered. His face, which had been joyful just a moment before, became chilly at the sound of her laughter. He lowered his head and glanced down at her, only to see her covering her mouth with both hands and shaking her shoulders as she battled to keep her laughter in check.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Oh, never mind.”

Allison couldn't stop laughing despite Liam's question. Between his thin legs, a small penis peeks out. And the appearance of a pair of huge testicles swinging about made her laugh uncontrollably. Even without her response, he could see why she was laughing. He thought his size was small, but being personally mocked by a woman like this made him dizzy. The embarrassment and shame that possessed him were gradually turning into impetuous wrath as her non stop laughter fueled his old complex.

“Why are you fucking laughing!”

Liam’s face turned bright red, and he couldn't control his anger at that moment and rushed forward, violently pushing her, who was squatting in front of him, with his hand. His completely unexpected attack made her fall back. Allison was literally spread wide open. Her pussy was wide open as she lay down with her long wavy black hair like a rug. Even the wet entrance to her vagina seemed to be visible between her spread legs. Liam's penis, which had been sinking for a moment, raised its head again by the provocative sight unfolding in front of his eyes. His erection, however, did not cause him to behave recklessly. He was frightened that he had overreacted for no cause as he stood awkwardly with his erection.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Liam felt sorry for her, but as if to demonstrate his worry, she had both hands on the floor and was staring at him, her eyes extremely cold. Her cheeks flushed with humiliation and rage as she exposed private bits she didn't need to show.

“Fuck you!”

Allison jumped up and screamed angrily. She took a step closer to Liam and locked her gaze on him for a second. Her burning glance immediately discouraged him. Her size, which was significantly larger than his, seemed even more daunting to him at first glance. The instant he avoided her gaze subtly.

“OWWWW!”

The tense atmosphere was broken by a bloodcurdling scream from his throat. Allison grabbed his entire sagging scrotum with her left hand. Then She pressed his two tender orbs between her three remaining fingers and the palm of her hand, holding the base of his scrotum with the loops of her thumb and index finger. Her forearm trembled slightly as she held him, revealing her rage.

“You fucking bastard! Why are you pushing me!”

As the horrific pain rose from his lower abdomen to the top of his head, Liam couldn't even scream. He was totally frozen, carefully grasping her wrist with his both hands. Every nerve in his body seemed to be linked to the pain emanating from his two vulnerable orbs. His sad expression was reflected in his unfocused eyes and slightly parted mouth. His two miserable balls were held hostage in her grips, with no indication of when they would be rescued.

“STOP! PLEASE STOP!”

“Fuck you little bastard!”

Allison then struck Liam on the back of his head with her opposite hand. Her rage had not lessened, and her hands were brutal. She made him crouched, but she didn't care and continued to smack him on the back of the head repeatedly. He was hunched over, but as she continued to beat him, he shifted his hands, which were faintly gripping her left wrist, to wrap around the back of his head.

“Die you bastard!”

Her palms remained pressed on his hands, desperately protecting the back of his head. Liam's little body trembled every time she put her hand down. After a few strikes, the back of his head and the backs of his hands became hot. He had paid the full cost of what he had done. Liam, in particular, had never expected a woman to squeeze his testicles without hesitation. He was in a panic because simply her grip was causing him severe pain that was unlike any suffering he had ever felt. Tears welled up in his eyes as he resented his own weakness and the pain at the back of his head.

"OWWWWW! STOP! PLEASE!"

He shouted and swiftly grabbed her wrist again when she suddenly pulled her left hand up to her navel. His wretched demeanor persisted, with him desperately elevating himself on tiptoe. He found it impossible to shout when her grip, which had relaxed for a moment, tightened again. Liam froze in position once more, swallowing the horrible pain that felt out of this world. He couldn't scream because tears welled up in his eyes, so he focused all of his attention on suffering the pain. Because of the tremendous nausea and stabbing agony in his lower belly, he wanted to sit down, but he couldn't because she was still capturing his scrotum by the roots. He had no choice but to lean his shivering body against her. She felt weak at his pitiful stance, and when she let go a little, Liam managed to open his mouth.

"Oh god… Oh god… I beg you... Please let me go..."

"Don't lean on me, you fucker!"

Allison snatched his small shoulder and pushed him away from her. And she found herself staring at his face, which had barely opened its tear-filled eyes and was breathing heavily. At that moment, a familiar voice was heard from the room's entrance.

“What’s going on here?”

The hostess opened the door and walked in. Allison’s curses and Liam’s screams from the room had clearly reached the hostess' ears. She witnessed a woman with a cold expression squeezing a man's vulnerable place, and a male wailing in an awkward position while being held by the woman. Instead of being shocked, the hostess stood there with her arms crossed, as if she was sick of it happening all the time. With a terrible smile on her face, the hostess looked at Liam in his pitiful situation and let out a distinctive, charming low-pitched voice.

“Allison, release them now. NOW!”

“OWWWWWW!"

Allison instead strengthened her grip despite her request. His testicles had gone almost purple after holding her hostage for several minutes. Allison narrowed her eyes and looked at them, finally releasing Liam's cursed source of pain from her grip. Then, he eventually collapsed on the floor. He bowed his forehead to the ground while raising his hips, desperately concealing his balls with both hands. Without mercy, two women looked down on his pitiful posture.

“This bastard pushed me so hard! I almost broke my head!”

“Allison, I warned you before! Don’t squeeze the balls, they are SO WEAK!”

The hostess patted Allison lightly on the back, causing her to let out a little yelp.

Allison then walked to her one piece dress which she removed before, moving her large breasts and hips. From a few steps away, she watched Liam crouch and struggle, leisurely putting on her dress back on and slowly disappearing from her massage room.

“That damn bitch! What a ballbuster…”

The lady shook her head like she couldn't stop Allison and looked at her for a moment. She then clicked her tongue at Liam, who was still lying face down naked.

“Are you okay? Just come out later and pay for the massage.”

The hostess looked at him for a moment, and left the room. In this vibrant space where everyone could comfortably enjoy the spa and massage, only Liam had to crouch in a miserable position, holding his breath and swallowing the pain. He lay for a long time, sweating and indignant at his physical inferiority. Having paid the full price for being born with a fragile weakness outside of his body, he was grateful that he now realized the dangers of treating women with carelessness.