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Welcome to Interviews with Sasha Episode one
🕑 Added 2024-12-02 18:00:11 +0000 UTCThe studio lights cast a warm glow, bouncing off the sleek, modern furniture. Sasha Frost, with her piercing blue eyes and flowing black hair, sat poised in her chair, legs crossed in a way that drew attention.
"So, Amy," Sasha began, her voice smooth as silk, "how's business these days?"
Amy Blue leaned back, a smirk playing on her lips. "Busy as ever, Sasha. People always need to relax."
"I can imagine," Sasha's eyes twinkled with mischief. "But let's dive into something a bit... spicier. On the internet, you're quite the sensation. Known as the 'blueball masseuse.' Care to explain?"
Amy chuckled softly. "Well, it's a bit of a story. You see, I offer an experience unlike any other. Guys come in expecting the usual 'happy ending,' but I give them something far more memorable."
Sasha leaned forward, clearly intrigued. "Memorable how?"
"I edge them," Amy said matter-of-factly. "I bring them right to the brink and then... nothing."
Sasha's eyebrows shot up. "That sounds... cruel."
"It's an art," Amy replied, her tone playful yet confident.
Sasha laughed, the sound rich and inviting. "And they pay for this?"
"They do," Amy confirmed with a nod. "And they keep coming back."
"Must be your charm," Sasha teased.
Amy's eyes sparkled as she leaned in slightly. "Maybe it's yours that's rubbing off on me right now."
"Oh?" Sasha tilted her head, lips curling into a smile. "Are you saying I'm irresistible?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Amy's voice dropped to a whisper.
Sasha chuckled again, leaning back in her chair with a satisfied grin. "I think we're getting off-topic."
"Are we?" Amy shot back.
Sasha's gaze lingered on Amy for a moment before she continued. "So, tell me more about your clients' reactions when they realize they won't get what they came for."
Amy shrugged casually. "Some are frustrated at first, but most end up appreciating the experience. It's like fine dining versus fast food."
"I see," Sasha nodded slowly, absorbing every word. "So you leave them wanting more?"
"Exactly." Amy's smile was both innocent and wicked at the same time.
Sasha shifted slightly in her seat, her eyes never leaving Amy's face. "You must have quite the technique."
"I do," Amy replied confidently.
The room buzzed with an electric energy as their conversation continued to flow effortlessly between flirtation and intrigue.
"You know," Sasha began after a pause, her voice low and sultry, "I might need to book an appointment myself."
Amy chuckled, the sound warm and inviting. "For you, Sasha, I'd do it for free."
"Is that so?" Sasha leaned back, crossing her legs slowly. "Maybe I should take you up on that. But first, how about a few stories? I'm sure our viewers would love to hear them."
Amy's eyes gleamed with amusement. "Well, there's this one story about an eighteen-year-old boy. Sweet kid. Shy as a mouse."
Sasha's interest piqued. "Do tell."
"He didn't know my reputation," Amy continued, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. "He thought he was paying for a happy ending. So, I decided to have a bit of fun."
"And what did you do?" Sasha's voice carried a blend of curiosity and excitement.
"I charged him triple," Amy said with a playful wink. "Three hundred dollars for the full experience."
Sasha whistled softly. "That's quite a markup."
"It is," Amy agreed, her tone unapologetic. "But he was willing to pay."
"So what happened next?" Sasha prompted.
Amy leaned forward slightly, her expression animated as she recounted the tale. "I started with the usual massage routine. His back, shoulders, neck—all the tension melted away under my hands. He was practically purring."
"Sounds heavenly," Sasha murmured.
"It was," Amy confirmed. "Then I moved lower, working on his legs and thighs. He was already hard by then."
Sasha's eyes sparkled with intrigue. "And you didn't touch him there?"
"Nope," Amy said with a sly grin. "I got as close as possible without actually touching his cock. Teasing him with every stroke and knead."
"Must've driven him wild," Sasha observed.
"You have no idea," Amy replied with a soft laugh. "His breathing got heavier, and he started squirming on the table."
Sasha shifted in her seat, clearly captivated by the story. "And then?"
"And then," Amy continued, drawing out the moment, "I kept going. Everywhere but there. His inner thighs, his lower abdomen—close enough to make him think I'd finally touch him but never quite doing it."
Sasha's smile widened, clearly enjoying every word of Amy's tale.
"It was pure torture for him," Amy concluded with a satisfied nod. "But by the end of it, he was more than willing to pay extra for that happy ending he never got. He was practically begging by that point," Amy continued, a mischievous glint in her eye. "So I finally gave in. I wrapped my hand around his cock, feeling the heat and hardness of him."
Sasha's eyes widened slightly, clearly enthralled by the story. "And how did he react?"
"He let out this sound, like a mix between a moan and a sigh of relief," Amy said, her voice taking on a softer tone as she recalled the moment. "I started slow, my hand moving up and down his length, applying just enough pressure to keep him frustrated."
Sasha leaned forward, her curiosity palpable. "And then?"
"I kept it steady," Amy continued, her expression one of concentration as if she were back in that moment. "My thumb would occasionally swipe over the tip, spreading the pre-cum around. His breathing got ragged, and he was gripping the edges of the table so hard his knuckles turned white."
"Sounds intense," Sasha murmured.
"It was," Amy agreed with a nod. "I could feel every twitch and pulse under my hand. His whole body was tense, like a coiled spring ready to snap."
"And when he was about to cum?" Sasha's voice held a mix of anticipation and excitement.
Amy's smile turned wicked. "I stopped."
Sasha blinked in surprise. "You stopped?"
"Yep," Amy said with a laugh. "I took my hand away completely."
Sasha's eyes sparkled with amusement. "He must have been furious."
"Oh, you should have seen his face," Amy said, her laughter bubbling up again as she remembered. "He looked so frustrated, like he couldn't believe what had just happened. His eyes were wide, mouth open—completely dumbfounded."
"Did he say anything?" Sasha asked, her tone eager for more details.
"He tried to speak," Amy recalled with a chuckle. "But all that came out were these desperate little noises. He was still rock hard and throbbing, but I just stood there, smiling at him."
Sasha shook her head in disbelief. "You're something else, Amy."
"I know," Amy said with a satisfied grin. "And the best part? He came back the next week for another session."
"Of course he did," Sasha replied with a knowing look.
The air between them crackled with shared amusement as they basked in the memory of Amy's mischievous mastery over her craft.
Sasha leaned in, eyes glinting with mischief. "Our viewers would love to hear about any embarrassing stories you've got."
Amy's laugh tinkled like chimes. "Oh, I've got one for you." She settled back in her chair, a grin spreading across her face. "There was this one guy, mid-thirties, seemed pretty confident when he walked in."
Sasha's interest piqued. "Go on."
Amy's eyes danced with amusement. "So, I start the massage as usual. He's lying there, all relaxed and ready for the experience. I work my way down his back, feeling him unwind under my hands. By the time I get to his legs, he's practically melting into the table."
"Sounds pretty standard so far," Sasha commented.
"Right," Amy nodded, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Then I move up to his thighs, getting closer and closer to his cock. He's already throbbing hard by then, but I'm not even touching him there yet."
Sasha chuckled softly. "Building the anticipation."
"Exactly," Amy said with a wink. "So finally, I decide it's time to give him what he came for—or at least start to. I barely touch his cock—just a light graze—and suddenly, he's cumming everywhere."
Sasha's eyes widened in surprise. "No way!"
Amy nodded, her grin widening. "Oh yeah. Didn't even get to edge him, not a single stroke. Just one light touch and it was like a dam bursting."
The two women burst into laughter, the sound filling the room.
"So what did you do?" Sasha asked between giggles.
"I just held my hand still," Amy said, wiping tears of laughter from her eyes. "I couldn't believe it! Rivers of cum leaking out of his cock, and I'm standing there trying not to laugh."
Sasha shook her head in disbelief, still chuckling. "Poor guy must've been mortified."
"Oh, he was," Amy confirmed with a nod. "He apologized profusely, couldn't stop saying sorry. I told him it was fine and that these things happen but inside I was dying with laughter."
Sasha's laughter bubbled up again. "A ruined orgasm if ever there was one!"
"Absolutely," Amy agreed, still grinning ear to ear.
The two women shared a moment of shared hilarity over the unfortunate client's premature orgasm, their laughter echoing through the studio as they reveled in the absurdity of it all.
Sasha wiped a tear of laughter from her eye and took a deep breath, composing herself. "Well, Amy, this has been an absolute blast. Thank you so much for coming on the show and sharing these wild stories."
Amy smiled warmly. "Thanks for having me, Sasha. It's been fun."
Sasha turned to face the camera, her professional demeanor slipping back into place seamlessly. "And that's all the time we have for today's episode, folks. Be sure to tune in next time for a very special guest."
Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she continued, "We'll be welcoming Katie, a futanari who lost her chastity cage key when her house collapsed on her. She hasn't had an orgasm in over six years! It's going to be an episode you won't want to miss."
Amy raised an eyebrow in surprise. "That sounds... intense."
Sasha chuckled softly. "It certainly does. I'm looking forward to hearing her story."
Turning back to the camera, Sasha gave a warm smile. "Thank you all for watching, and remember to like, comment, send to Throne and subscribe for more exciting episodes. This is Sasha Frost, signing off."
Comments
Toro
Who are the people that watch this show!!?? Revelling in the frustrated arousal of others...how dare they! ;-) ... FYI i'll never watch and definitely don't have it saved on my tv planner!
asapcarti777
oh my god this sooooo good, you’re amazing Goddess Sasha, can’t wait for more
Nasty Nate
katie noooooooooo
Alee
Excellent! Thank you, Goddess Sasha
Gerda
Oof, poor Katie, I felt that!
Martin
I could really do with a massage
Hob
Kept reading waiting for the mentioned funny moment until we reached the futa🤣🤣🤣, love how an unintended meme came out of luminous chronicles
