LT Day 3 - Give Lotte her massage

You explain to Lotte that she didn't win the massage, but she doesn't care. You leave the dining hall and don't go to the lecture. Instead, she leads you to the spa, and then to massage room that is not being used. She takes off her shoes and socks and jumps on a table, waving her feet at you.

This is so stupid. You have to find a way to put a stop to it.

But for now you rub her feet like she wants. She wiggles on the table and makes overly sexy moans. Foot rubs feel good, but not that good... She stops and watches you rub her feet.

"Did you like yoga?" she asks.

She knows you did not.

"Did you see Sun?" She won't shut up.

You did see Sun. Sun's chest is small enough that she does not need a bra most of the time, but... her panties got your attention. She wore a black, lacy thong. It was sexy and looked amazing on her, but it was not the kind of underwear most of you would wear for soccer camp.

You wonder what that was about. But then your mind wanders to Ingrid, and the way her huge boobs strained against her sports bra.

"Who are you thinking about?" Lotte is watching you space out.

"Your mom," you say.

"How did you like my underwear?"

Lotte might be a strange bitch, but her underwear was normal.

"You looked great," you tell her. You are already exhausted by today...

"I see," she says, looking at your crotch. You see your erection. It's because you were thinking about Ingrid. "I should text your coach and tell her what you did to Ingrid's panties."

"You made me do that."

Lotte looks innocently at you. "Take off your clothes."

She has already seen you naked... Is she going to do what she did yesterday? You are going to get her. You just have to figure out how.

You take off your shirt and shorts, but she wants all of it. You remove your sports bra and slide down your boyshorts. You are still hard, and embarassed to be standing in this room like this... you are still a little sweaty from how hot it is outside, and the cool air makes you more self conscious about having every inch of your skin on display.

"Masturbate," Lotte tells you, and bumps your cock with her toe.

"You like watching that?" you ask angrily.

"No. I cannot have fun with you if you are tense. Do it now. And we will have a fun day." She smiles at you.

"You're just going to make a video," you say.

She has her phone in her hand, and she looks surprised. Lotte gets off the table and comes up to you.

"No! I would not," she says in her terrible liar voice. "Take it." She puts her phone in your hand.

You are surprised now. She doesn't want a video?

"Now close your eyes," she says.

You hold her phone tightly and do so, still suspicious. She takes your other hand and puts it on your cock.

"Hurry so we can go to the lecture," she says, and you hear her sit on the table.

You stand there with her phone in one hand, your cock in the other, and your eyes closed... You have to get this over with.

You are already hard, and frustrated from this morning... it will be easy. In your mind, you see Ingrid's chest, and the sweat stain on her sports bra. You stroke your cock, and it feels amazing. You picture Sun's smooth chest, and how Riona's panties were see-through because they were so sweaty.

You jerk faster.

You see Lotte in her underwear, with her curvy hips and long, slim body... You see her bending over in a yoga pose, and arching her back.

You suppress your groan and your cock twitches as you climax. It jumps three times, and you rapidly pull on it, getting several more spurts out.

You take a deep breath and open your eyes. Lotte is sitting on the table, watching you...

At your feet, your clothes are now covered in your cum. She moved them while your eyes were shut.

"Let's go," she says impatiently. "Riley, you will get us in trouble."

She hops off the table, takes her phone back from you, flicks your nipple, and leaves you there. It is a good thing she left, because you were about to punch her.

You have to do something...