The clover is at your fingertips, keep digging!

You are too deep to back out now. Your ass might be about to get kicked to next week, but at least you´ll have that damned clover with you! You push your hand deeper and grab the plant. “Yes, got it!”

“A proper spanking is what you´ll get!”

“Aah!” Lana grabs you and pulls you closer. Luckily, her towel falls in just that moment, and the imposing blonde instinctually moves to hides her bushy sex with a high-pitched yelp. With your newfound freedom, you dart out of the sauna.

“She is getting away!”

“Oh no, she ain't!

“Lana, wait! Your towel!”

You run into the hallway with nothing but the sweat on your skin and the clover on your fingers. Lana is behind you. Down the corridor is the open street. Trying to avoid bringing your embarrassing misadventure to the public, you stop and rush inside the hall to your left.

Still running, you go for the door at the end of the hallway, hoping that there isn´t anyone there. In a weird twist of fate, you slip and face plant into the floor just before reaching the door. “Ouch, but I thought clovers were lucky…”

“Hey, wait!” Lana is going too fast to stop. She tackles open the door and crashes inside, falling into a massage table. Peeking in, you see that an old, frail woman is standing near the table along with five young masseuses.

“Oh, our model is here! I was worried you chickened out. All right girls, this is your final lesson. Pay close attention to it because you are going to have to give this nice lady a full body massage.”

“I´m not here for a massage! I was chasing this pervert from the sauna to kick her ass…”

“Oh, what did you say, dear? I couldn’t hear you very well.” The old lady leans closer. “Did you say that you were running butt-naked in my establishment and harassing my other customers? My, oh my. Honey, be a dear and call the sheriff, please.”

“I-I mean no! You misheard. I said I was your model, and that I´m grateful for the opportunity …wait, butt naked?” Lana´s eyes grow big as saucers, she just realized that she is lying naked in the middle of the massage parlor. “W-where´s my towel?!” Before she can cover-up, the girls secure her arms and legs with leather straps.

“Hey! What gives?” Lana tugs at the bindings, her massive chest swirling left and right with her struggle.

“Sorry, dear, but we need your body to be in a precise position to practice our massages. I know from experience how squirmy some models are, especially when it´s time for the nipple rub.”

“B-b-but, my legs are spread and my tits in the air! You can´t keep like this in front of everyone!”

“Oh shush, we are all women here. Well, except for Doctor Jinkies there getting his back rub, or Mister Peepaton taking his physiotherapy treatment. Oh, and my husband that occasionally checks in on how we are doing. Oh well, good thing you are a model, right? All right girls, let´s start!”

“W-wait! Ooh, aah!” Lana´s face is as crimson as it can be, but her expression is one of relief. The masseuses have begun practicing their craft on her shoulders. No doubt it´s a mortifying experience, but at least she seems to be getting her money´s worth out of the massage.

You walk back out of the store. Wow, you dodged a bullet on that one, good thing you tripped when you did.{if Ropa > 1} Grabbing your clothes from the hamper, you put them back on{endif}. You tuck the clover safely behind your ear. You don´t know if it’s worth anything, but you have acquired the clover.

You walk out of the shop and smile when you take another peek at Lana getting massaged from the window. Wow, everyone can look in, how unlucky for her. Even her friend is ogling her next to you. The brunette seems mesmerized and completely ignores you …Maybe she is more than a friend? Doesn´t matter, where do you go next?