NTR Massage Parlour: A Wellness Technique Guide-Chapter 224: Practice with Chloe (+18)

That night, when Yohan returned to his room, tired and exhausted, his thoughts drifted to everything that had happened over the past few days.

He had been so focused on chasing Freddie and his gang that he’d lost sight of his true objective: Hatoru.

For now, there was little he could do about that. But the people he had left behind were still waiting for him. He couldn’t afford to stall any longer.

If he wanted to end this quickly, and do it right there was only one option left.

He needed to become stronger.

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The next day was a weekend, so there were no classes, yet Yohan still went to school. He headed straight for the gym building.

At the entrance, he spotted Chloe standing there, in a sundress and a bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hey, Chloe. Sorry I kept you waiting," he said.

"It’s fine," she replied with a bright, friendly smile. "I came early because I was so excited you promised you’d help me pass Professor Kim’s class."

"But are you sure they would let us practice here?" She turned to look the building, "we could have just used one of the classes back at the faculty building,"

"Don’t worry, I already arranged for that." He replied, before leading her inside.

"You can change your clothes at the locker room, there’s also a shower for when we are done,"

"Okay," she replied softly.

The atmosphere between them was quickly turning awkward.

"I’ll be right back," she said before leaving.

When she return she wore a crop top, with a black leggings and a flat shoe, her usual practice outfit.

Yohan had already changed into his training gear, a fitted dark shirt and loose athletic pants. He was stretching near the center of the empty gym when Chloe returned, her footsteps echoing softly against the polished floor.

"Ready?" he asked, straightening up.

She nodded, setting her bag against the wall. "So... what exactly are we doing? Professor Kim’s midterm is in two weeks, and I still can’t get the third routine right."

"We’ll work on that," Yohan said, walking toward the equipment storage. "But first, I want to see your foundation. Show me your starting stance."

After following Prof. Kim around, he was able to gather a considerate amount of knowledge so he knew exactly what to look for.

Chloe moved to the center of the mat, taking a deep breath before settling into position. Her feet were shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent, hands raised in a ready position. It looked textbook-perfect at first glance.

But Yohan noticed immediately.

"Your weight distribution is off," he said, circling around her. "You’re leaning too far forward. That’s probably why you’re losing balance during the transition to the third routine."

"Really?" Chloe glanced down at her feet, uncertain.

"Here." Yohan moved behind her, lightly tapping her shoulder. "Shift back just a bit. Feel your heels grounding you"

She adjusted, and he could see the difference in her posture immediately.

"Better," he said. "Now show me the routine from the beginning."

As Chloe began moving through the forms, Yohan watched carefully. She was competent, no doubt, but there was a stiffness to her movements, a hesitation that kept her from flowing naturally from one stance to the next.

And more than that, he could tell she was second-guessing herself.

"Stop thinking so much," Yohan said suddenly.

Chloe froze mid-motion, looking over at him in surprise.

"You’re too much in your head," he continued. "Professor Kim’s class isn’t just about memorizing the movements. It’s about understanding the intent behind them. You’re trying to be perfect, but that’s making you rigid."

Chloe lowered her arms slowly, her expression uncertain. "Then... what should I do?"

Yohan stepped onto the mat beside her.

"Watch."

He moved through the same sequence she’d been practicing, but his execution was entirely different. Where hers had been cautious and measured, his was fluid and decisive. Each movement flowed into the next with natural momentum, as if the routine were less a series of steps and more a single continuous motion.

When he finished, he turned to her.

"Try again. But this time, don’t think about what comes next. Just move."

Chloe hesitated, then nodded.

She reset her stance, took a breath— and began again.

This time, she tripped and was just about to fall. Yohan moved immediately, catching her before she could hit the ground.

In the process he ended up grabbing one of her breasts, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She wasn’t wearing any bra under her crop top so he could almost get a perfect feel of it.

It took them a few seconds to react, pulling away from each other

"Sorry about that..." he apologized with a red face, even though he wasn’t really sorry.

’I forgot how soft they are’ he thought.

"It’s no problem..." Her cheeks were also red, as she kept her gaze fixed on the floor.

Just then the door slid open and Jenna stepped in.

"I thought you said you weren’t going to make it today?" Yohan asked.

She didn’t reply immediately, taking a moment to observe Chloe.

"I had some free time so I decided to drop by," she shifted her gaze to Chloe once again.

"Who is this?" she asked directly.

"This is Chloe, she’s the girl I told you about. The one that is going to help us infiltrate their operation,"

"Chloe, this is Jenna," he introduced.

"Nice to meet you," she said with a hand stretched out for a shake

"Likewise," Jenna said simply, "I want you to know that what you are doing is really brave..."

"No need to flatter me," she chuckled, "I’m doing this because it’s the right thing to do, if my presence can help take down a badguy then why not... excuse me I’ll be right back," Chloe headed to the locker room.

With the way she spoke about the matter, Jenna immediately suspected that Yohan hadn’t told Chloe the full truth.

"What did you tell her?" She asked.

"Only what she needs to know," Yohan replied.

In truth he couldn’t afford scaring her off by telling her the full extent of everything so he simply told her that he was trying to gather evidence against Freddie for assaulting a friend of his. He mixed in some half truths just to make his story touching enough to convince her.

There was no need going into details and explaining everything, only that there was a higher power calling all the shots and that is they person they were after.

"Did you bring it?" Yohan asked.

Jenna reached inside her pocket and handed him something. It was a watch with a tracker inside.

"I’ll send you the app so you can set it up, also I think you should tell her what exactly she’s getting into..."

"If not you’ll have to take responsibility if anything happens to her," she added.

Yohan sighed. He already knew that it would be unfair to make Chloe attend Freddie’s get together without telling her just how much danger her life was actually in.

Even if he doesn’t mention all the supernatural bits involved, he had to at least let her know what exactly was going on.

"I better let her know early," his mood dipped drastically after he accepted the facts.

Now there was a high chance that Chloe would simply just back out because of the danger involved, but that was a chance he had to accept even though it was difficult.

’No matter how desperate I am, it would be unfair if I try to take advantage of her...’

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Inside the bathroom Chloe stared at her reflection in the mirror about the sink.

She noticed her nipples poking through her top. She pinched both of them with little force, causing her body to shudder. They were sensitive and hard, making her want to do more.

"Just a single touch from him and I’m already in this condition," she sighed, almost disappointed in herself.

Ever since she stopped working for Yohan and left, she was unable to find interest in anyone else.

She managed by using her fingers and toys to please herself but none of it could be compared to his monstrous dick. Just the thought of it alone was starting to make her horny.

She pulled down her leggings, letting them pool around her ankles on the cool tile floor. The air hit her bare skin, making her shiver as she exposed her smooth thighs and the damp patch on her panties.

Chloe’s fingers trembled slightly as she hooked them into the waistband of her underwear, sliding them down too. A string of fluid stretched from her pussy as she pulled it off.

Now fully revealed, her pussy glistened with arousal, the lips already swollen and parting slightly from the building heat between her legs.

She leaned back against the sink, one hand bracing on the edge while the other trailed down her stomach.

Her breath hitched when her fingertips brushed over her clit, sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

"Yohan," she whispered to her reflection, eyes locking onto her own flushed face.

The memory of his thick cock stretching her wide flooded her mind, how it throbbed inside her, filling every inch until she couldn’t take it anymore.