Jelly’s Maid goes to the Spa
Read part 1 for added context: https://rentry.org/73fsy
While rewarding, being Jelly’s full-time maid was taxing work. It was rough on the body, and it apparently showed enough that Jelly went out of her way to send me on a trip to a day spa. When I was getting ready to go grocery shopping for the weekend, she handed me the ticket.
“Hey man, you’ve been looking kinda tired lately,” she said. “I got this for you! You should go check it out while you’re out!” She held out a slip of paper in front of me. It was a voucher for one free full body massage at the Wolf and Tiger Spa. “Some friends of mine work there, so I was able to get you a pretty good deal.”
“Sure, why not,” I said, pocketing it before walking for the door. She stopped me as I put my hand on the doorknob.
“Wait, don’t forget your collar!” she said, almost in a singsong voice. “I don’t want them to try anything funny with you, so you’ll need it to remind them that you’re mine. Okay?” I nodded, she gave me a kiss on the cheek, and I was off on my way.
The spa wasn’t too far out of the way for my walk to the store. I decided to go there first and get groceries on the way back. A hole in the wall shop in a strip mall, I almost didn’t see it the first time I passed by. The lobby was rather bare; bamboo plants and paper curtains gave the place the far east charm you’d expect from a spa named the Wolf and Tiger. Behind the counter was a voluptuous wolf woman with pink highlights in her hair and a bored look in her eye.
“Hi, welcome in!” she said, tucking her phone away. “How can I help you?” I went to present the coupon, but I think she saw the collar before I could take it out because she was quick to say “Oh, you must be Jelly’s friend! She told us you’d be coming by today!” She led me down the hallway to a small room with a chair and a padded massage table. “Because you’re a friend of a friend, you’re getting our best masseuse today! She’ll join you here in a few minutes, so feel free to lay down and get comfy while you wait.”
This was the first time I’ve been to a massage parlor, so I didn’t know quite what I was supposed to do. Despite being alone in the room, I was hesitant to start stripping down to my underwear. Out of habit, I folded up my clothes and set them on the chair in the corner. I started to lay down on the padded table before it occurred to me that it wouldn’t be a good look for the masseuse to see me wearing the panties that Jelly makes me wear. I quickly pulled them off and hid them under the stack of clothes before wrapping a towel around my waist.
After a few minutes, there was a knock at the door. I turned to see a tall, dark-haired woman walk into the room. She barely fit in the doorway in the same way that her uniform dress barely fit over her assets. Her beauty was so striking that I hardly noticed the cyborg arm and round cat ears.
“Hi, thank you for coming! My name is Erina, and I’ll be at your service this afternoon.” Her voice was low and sultry, but it was easy to tell that those were practiced lines she’s said a hundred times before. Although her bangs hid one of her eyes, she still managed to make a seductively smug smile while eyeing my collar. “Since you’re Jelly’s, uh, pet, I’ll make sure to take extra good care of you!”
After setting up her supplies, she began to work oil onto my back, slowly rubbing and kneading her hands into my muscles. It was pure bliss. When she started to work towards my neck, she quickly undid my collar. Before I could stop her, she tutted “ah, don’t worry about this little thing! I know Jelly wants to remind us just how much you mean to her, but it’s in the way a little. You’ll get it back later, I promise.” She casually tossed it over her shoulder without looking.
She began to quietly hum a song as she worked, making her way down my body. I guess I was enjoying it a little too much; when she reached my legs, she nudged the towel up a little and let out a surprised oh. Her humming turned slightly erratic as she worked on my legs, starting and stopping occasionally.
“Alright, ready to flip over?” she asked, stepping back. “Oh, don’t worry about that,” she added, nodding towards my lower region. “I won’t mind it. Unless you want me to.” She gave a small chuckle with that last part.
I attempted to keep myself covered as I rolled over but having a beautiful woman watching you only made things worse. I couldn’t help myself from peeking at the white form-fitting dress that artfully showed off her large breasts and wide hips. When I got on my back, I had a full tent pitched under my towel.
She tried to comfort me, saying “Just calm down and don’t think about it,” as she started to massage my chest. I tried to follow her advice, but every time I opened my eyes her bust hung center stage in front of me, making things worse for me. Eventually, it became too much of a bother that she suddenly gave up on massaging on my legs. She walked over to the foot of the table, grabbed my ankles and with one swift motion, pulled me to the edge of the table, legs spread with her overlooking my crotch.
“Alright, I’ve had enough of this teasing,” she said before yanking the towel off me. Despite being fully erect, my cock was dwarfed by her massive tits. “Aw, how adorable! no wonder Jelly keeps you around,” she giggled. I tried to pull myself away from her, but she was quick to grab my legs and pull me back. “Nope, I’m not letting you go that easily!” Her robot hand was already wrapped around my cock, working it with a precision that I’ve never felt before.
“Wait, what about Jelly?” I shouted, trying to find a way to escape her mechanical pleasure.
“Forget about her! She doesn’t have to know about this. It’ll be our~ little~ secret~” Her voice was like velvet, and she made sure to emphasize the last sentence, amplifying its seduction. With a devious grin, she used her free hand to start undoing the top of her dress. With the straps undone, the top billowed down, unveiling an intimidatingly huge pair of breasts.
“I bet Jelly can’t do this for ya,” she said, lowering her chest onto my cock. They almost entirely enveloped my cock, leaving only the head peaking out from her cleavage. Once in place, she poured some extra oil over herself and then began to slowly move herself up and down.
With my legs locked under her arms and my cock sandwiched in her cleavage, there was no escaping her. I knew Jelly would be pissed if she saw this, but there was nothing I could do. Hearing my panicked moans as encouragement, she began to pick up her pace. I was quickly overwhelmed with pleasure and frantically squirmed and clawed at the table to keep control until finally, I couldn’t keep it in anymore.
“S-stop that! I’m about to cum!” I shouted out, thrusting myself into her. As if on command, she quickly bent over, and with an audible omp, took my head in her mouth, collecting my orgasm as it spurted and shot into the back of her throat. She let out a content moan and didn’t let go until she was certain I was done, at which point she gulped it all down and licked her lips in satisfaction.
~tw~
Spent and exhausted, I sank deeper into the table while my lower body hung limp in her arms. My chest heaved up and down in front of me as l looked across it helplessly as she pulled the rest of her dress down. I rolled my head over to get a better look only to panic when I saw the cybernetic cock hanging between her legs. It was dauntingly huge, and she had a hungry look in her eye as she lathered it up with oil. I tried to get up, but her hands were already gripping my hips.
“What, you thought you were gonna be the only one to get a happy ending?” she asked, flipping me over onto my stomach. “I haven’t had a chance to use this thing in forever, I’m not gonna pass it up!” My legs dangled haplessly off the edge of the table as she lined herself up with my ass and slowly pushed her way into me. I tried to hold back a cry as she kept pushing until her thighs collided with mine.
“Wow, I didn’t expect you to take all of it. What a good boy!” She said before slowly pulling herself back and quickly thrusting her full-length back in. I yelped from the sudden force but that didn’t stop her from continuing to slowly pull out then ram herself back in. Her pace quickened into a continuous, rhythmic pumping and her body began to loudly clap into mine. I could feel tears welling up, but it wasn’t long before the pain started to dull and get replaced with pleasure. I was losing my mind feeling her cock drive its way through me, slamming into my prostate over and over with each thrust. Her cock pushed every thought out of my mind until it was all I could think about.
Between the loud plap of our bodies and the two of us moaning over each other, I’m surprised no one came to investigate. Maybe they were being courteous. Maybe it was just us back here.
Regardless, our cacophony of sex continued until I felt her grip on my hips tighten and her pace quicken before she let out a powerful yell and reached her orgasm. Her robot cock twitched and pulsed as she came, shooting hot globs of cum deep inside me. It was a strange experience having a woman cum in my ass, but I was too far gone to care. My brain sparked with pleasure as I started to cum with her, dribbling myself out onto the edge of the table.
I think she said something to me after that, but my memory went rather hazy after it. She probably just called me a good boy or a good little slut while she tussled my hair and left. I don’t know how long she left me lying there, but when I came to, I had a pillow and a bundle of warm towels wrapped around me.
Surprisingly, it didn’t even hurt to get up; must’ve been a testament to her skills as a masseuse. When I went over to the chair in the corner, I found my collar sitting neatly on top of my clothes with a note attached to it.
“Come back anytime this thing gets too tight around that pretty little neck of yours.
~Erina”