In the dimly lit, incense-filled parlor, a lithe, bound man awaits his masseur. The masseur, a rugged, tattooed man, begins his work, his strong hands kneading the captive's muscles, sending shivers down his spine. The masseur's touch is expert, yet intimate, sliding down the bound man's back, tracing his spine, and lingering on his ass. The captive's breath hitches as the masseur's fingers dip between his cheeks, teasing his hole. The masseur's cock grows hard, pressing against the captive's thigh as he leans in, whispering filthy promises in his ear.