Alice

You turn your head to see a cute, petite blonde push a wheeled cabinet right to your side. She wears what looks like a well-fitted hospital gown that barely reaches below her hips, just enough to hide the groin area. You aren't very sure if she is even wearing pants. Your eyes, glued toward the edge of her uniform searching for an answer, until she steps up to you. You glance upward.

She smiles at you before introducing herself. "Hello, Sir. I am Alice, the masseuse assigned to this room. Although we do offer several options, we do insist that we offer a standard back massage before giving you the other options."

You take a deep breath, pausing a little as you inhale a big whiff of the exotic scent before mumbling out a half-hearted "Okay".

Alice steps forward and starts kneading your back muscles. She starts at your shoulders and starts working downwards, slowly with great care. She reaches your hips and doesn't stop. Probably due to being lulled into such a relaxed state, you fail to react as she takes the towel from your back, leaving you naked and bare to the world. Alice ignores the state she put you in as she works her way down your body, reaching your your ankles and moving upward again. Eventually she reaches the base of your glutes and there's a slight uncomfortable pause while some obviously odd movements take place on her part.

And suddenly, she straddles you. She sits down on your legs, locking you in place. Maybe you were too relaxed, either from the massage, the calming scent, or both, and you let it happen. Even still, she begins to knead your cheeks in a circular motion, repeatedly exposing your backdoor. It feels uncomfortably good as your muscles are squeezed and pushed. As she does this over the next few minutes, you can feel her lean forward until, eventually, you feel her breath tickling your hole.