Asian Massage Parlor

The answer seemed obvious to you - there was a massage parlor that always offered 'happy endings' in a secluded room for far too much money. Their regular massages were always cheap though, so you could get in that way. Your mind turns for a few more seconds, and you nod to yourself - the girls were hot as hell, at least.

Entering the parlor, the bored clerk looks up at you.

"The same again, John?" He says, tiredly.

"Yes, please." You nodd. "With, uh, Saura please."

The clerk sighs and waves you in as you pass him a few bills. "Have fun, I suppose."

The soundproofed room has a single large table that you sit on, nervously fiddling with the remote. As soon as Saura - a stunning six foot tall beauty, with breasts the size of small melons - arrived, you'd only have a short period of time to get her under your control.