Fantasy Massage (Fantasy Inc.)
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Authors: Lee Moore
I want to thank family and friends who helped me with the proof reading and pointing out the punctuation and other ways I’ve murdered the English language.
I write for fun, not to make large sums of money, so in the spirit of all Indie authors out there in the net, much of this is self-edited, and any errors found herein are my responsibility.
Although many places and people in this book are described, I’ve taken liberties here and there. All characters in this story are fictional, so any similarities to any real people in this book are purely circumstantial. All people portrayed in this book are of course, over the age of 18.
I hope you have as much fun reading this, as I did writing it.
Copyright © 2013, Lee Moore. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced in any way without the prior written consent of the author. You may not circulate this publication in any format.
Fantasy Inc. -
Chapter 3 – Starting the Massage
Fantasy Incorporated is a business that operates out of an old twenty story hotel building. From the outside, you would never know the type of business it is. Many folks know of it by reputation and once the good folks from the city tried to get it shut down only to get rebuked at every turn. It seems that most people have fantasies, and between consenting adults, almost every fantasy can be fulfilled here.
A onetime membership purchase of $10,000 and a monthly fee of $500 is only the first step. Fantasy Inc. has their own doctors who will thoroughly examine every member monthly and conduct drug and STD testing to ensure the health and safety of every member. After all, most fantasies are sexual in nature, although many of them are also focused on power and dominance. Members are entitled to as many Step 1 fantasies as they can handle in a
months’ time, two Step 2 fantasies per month and one Step 3 Fantasy per month.
Step 1 Fantasy – You are an extra. Often times you’ll be like a movie extra. Your night might consist of sitting in a restaurant and having dinner with another member so we can fill the seats.
Step 2 Fantasy – Often times a step 2 fantasy involves folks who want voyeurs to watch them having sex without the worry of being arrested for lewd or indecent acts. Participants of a step 2 fantasy are allowed to disrobe, and pleasure themselves but are not allowed to become active participants
Step 3 Fantasy – This is your fantasy. You and your participating member choose what the fantasy is, and how it’s played out. Anything goes unless it is illegal such as pedophilia, necrophilia, etc. You can literally set up threesome’s, foursome’s, group sex, gang bangs, rape fantasy or a more traditional fantasy. Meet a guy/girl at the bar and take them to a room for fantastic, guilt free sex.
Note: No matter what fantasy you are participating in, other members may be cashing in their fantasy at the same time. Our servers and schedulers coordinate this to ensure everyone gets a chance to participate as much as they would like. We encourage every member to sign up for multiple fantasies. This gives you more chances to find a matching participant. We also encourage every member to sign up for at least one or more types of traditional fantasies so they can make sure they can cash in their Step 3 Fantasy every month. It isn’t usually a problem, but availability is all membership driven.
How is this legal you ask? We operate a worldwide database. For members to be entered into the database they must pay their fees, get their health certificates certified and we help match them up with a complimentary member who’s looking for the same fantasy. We provide the location, be it a bedroom, wash room, a mock bar full of patrons (no kidding) or anything else you can imagine. We also provide videographers, lighting and sound folks who can help you make this a moment to remember.
If you’re looking for something more private, we can record through two way glass, or by remote cameras. No matter what though, it is recorded. That is how we ensure 2 things; we are not accused of prostitution. We provide a service and a database that is literally used worldwide, and secondly, if we are giving the folks involved copies of the fantasy; they can save it to relish and remember for later.
The video is immediately burned to DVD and provided to the customers. The recording is non-negotiable with our members though, it protects all parties involved. It gives both the membership and Fantasy Inc. “artistic license”. For those who are married, they must have spousal consent on every fantasy they sign up for. There are no members of a fantasy who are “paid help”, everyone here who participates in the fantasy are members. Even if they are there to help set the mood for an evening dinner, or making a more… Active part of the fantasy.
The rules are simple. You must be healthy, disease and drug free, fill out a questionnaire, checking off what you are willing to do and what is off limits, the spousal consent form (or their own membership which implies consent) and remember at any time “stop means stop” and we will enforce this rule. People can get scared and change their minds. They will provide us with safe words to know they want out of the fantasy in case things get out of hand. Just remember, those guards at the front door checking membership aren’t the only ones.
Finally, we promise the utmost privacy. Our servers have the best encryption money can buy. Your privacy is even more safe and secure than most servers that any government can come up with. Records and videos are recorded here. We have members worldwide, many including government officials, royalty and the movers and shakers of major businesses and of course regular every day people.
We will contact you regarding available fantasies by an encrypted text message sent to your smart phone using our proprietary application. You can make your reservations, review member profiles that have made a request, or confirm an appointment through this application. As with any electronic device, we encourage you to password protect your main screen, and we will provide you a password to use to decode the text messages.
Thank you for considering Fantasy Inc.
Every time I hear my phone alert me that I have a text message, I always hurry to look at it. I’ve literally been a member with Fantasy Inc. for almost a month and have yet to cash in my Step Three, but have had a fantastic time and lots of hot sex. The reason I haven’t cashed in my step 3 yet has been largely a lot about timing and scheduling.
I’m Alex Johnson, nice to meet you.
Since I live in Vegas, and am a professional gambler, I make my own work days, and my schedule is as open as I want it to be, but the other members who live outside the city or even the state have to make arrangements to fly in. I’m still hoping to get my name on the damn waiting list for an apartment there.
I’m finding myself quite often gambling in the afternoons, visiting Fantasy Inc. For dinner (lots of Step 1’s usually) and meeting people there. There’s been a few occasions this month where I have met a woman, and met up with her later for some great anonymous sex, and a couple of times where a woman has used me for working out her Step 3’s. Oh god, I had no idea some women were so kinky!
I’ve also turned down some Step 3 requests, but largely they were because the member who was asking was wondering if I was up for a threesome with her husband, and was I bi-friendly. Since I’ve never thought or felt that way, I politely declined through the cell phone and had an appointment with Melinda Davis to fine tune my profile.
Now Melinda is at least ten or fifteen years older than I am, and she is definitely a looker, but when she asked me about being cougar bait I didn’t know if she was asking for the forms or herself. I told her I’d have to think about that one and winked at her. She blushed, so I figure it’s a little bit of both, but being my scheduling coordinator, she’s seen the videos, the only human who’s entitled to see the action other than the members directly involved.
I must say, I find that her being the keeper of my smut to be darkly satisfying. Satisfying enough, so that I made an appointment with her about cashing in my Step 3. In two days my divorce would be final, and Janie would be free. Part of me was going to miss her deeply, but if I was still married I’d have never found this place.
“Mr. Johnson, how wonderful to hear from you,”
“Hi there Melinda, do you have any time available today?” I asked her sweetly.
“Well, I get out of work at 5pm you know...” She told me coyly, always the flirt.
One of these days I would call her bluff, just to see her blush. Who knows, maybe it’ll be an experience the both of us would enjoy.
Laughing I told her “I’m looking to Cash in my Step 3 for the month,”
“Oh, let me see, I can have a sit down with you in an hour’s time, but when are you looking work out this fantasy?”
“Probably tonight, or tomorrow night,” I told her.
“Oh dear, that is possible, but the timing may not work out unless we find somebody local,” She told me. I could almost see her frowning into the phone.
“If it works out, I’ll be fine with it. If it doesn’t, I’ll shoot for next time. I just have something going on soon and it reminded me I only have 3 days left in this month,” I told her lamely.
Honestly, I just wanted to bury myself deep inside a groaning, willing woman and forget about Janie for a while. It’s always worked so far, and this time I get to call the shots…
“.. And so you see, it’s all input here now, and the status should be ready on your cell phone,” Melinda told me typing on the computer.
“That’s great, do I have send out individual requests like some of the one’s I’ve gotten or should I send it out in a broadcast style?”
“Well, if you have time to go through the catalog...” she started but I shook my head no. I had lost hours and hours of my life browsing through that catalog, fantasizing about the ladies and fantasies they were into.
“Ok, then we’ll send it out broadcast style, but I’ll warn you, doing that is sort of impersonal. Some ladies may be turned off by it, like you’re just fishing for a good time,” she told me.
“Essentially, that’s exactly what I’m doing,” I told her sort of confused.
“You are a silly man sometimes,” she said starting to grin, “Part of every woman’s fantasy is more than just sex. There’s a fair amount of foreplay, teasing etc, so you will have to make this ad appealing to women to make sure you get a response, like a personal line from you, but nothing to compromise your identity of course.”
“Um… ok. How about ‘Lonely hearted guy, cashing in my fantasy tonight because my divorce is going to be final soon and I don’t want to think about her’ or something like that.”
Her eyes misted up at my honestly, and she patted my hand.
“You still love her don’t you?” she asked me softly.
“Every damn day.”
She cleared her throat a moment, and did some final typing. My cell phone went off and I looked at it. There, right there, I could see my ad now, with the picture Ramona took of me almost a month ago. To make things less confusing I declined an invitation for a couple of Step 1’s for drinks and dinner, and was ready to hit decline when my phone buzzed and I had a new request come in. It looked different from other requests, so I handed my phone to Melinda in confusion.
“What’s this one mean? The requests usually have an indicator on them,” I asked her.
“Holy shit,” She said softly, holding the phone out for me to see. “This is a member who just responded to the broadcast ad I just put out,” and she nearly dropped the phone when it went off again.
I was able to get the phone without dropping it, and looked. Now I had 3 requests to help me fulfill my fantasy. One of them even had texted me a nude picture without the face. Damn, maybe I wasn’t going to play poker today after all. I started grinning ear to ear and my cock was definitely putting a noticeable bulge in my pants. Melinda took notice and smiled.
“Maybe you should go upstairs and have a drink, and decide.” She told me sweetly.
“Yeah, that’s not a bad idea,” I told her. “Oh and can you add something to my profile?” I asked her standing up. Her eyes took a second to meet mine and I grinned.
“Yes, of course, what would you like to add?
“Cougar bait,” I told her with a grin and she started blushing. I turned and moved towards the elevators before her skin tone matched her red hair. Yes, I would give her a workout if she wanted one. I’m pretty sure I’d enjoy it as much if not more than she would.
I know I’m not every girls dream guy, but I think my quiet nature makes a lot of these ladies I’m meeting lately want to… yeah, your imagination is probably better than mine. The fact that they all want to fuck me for some reason, helps ease my pain.
My trip upstairs to the bar was uneventful, and an early afternoon hour left little people in the building, save those who worked there. I was becoming a regular at one bar in particular called “The Cozy”. It was pretty non-descript but the employees who worked her hung out here, and it was the best place to listen to gossip and fantasize in a quieter atmosphere than the other bars in the building.
I’d ordered my drink and was sitting down when my phone went off again. It was another request. This one had a picture also, and it was of a brunette woman dressed in a smart looking business suit. Something about her reminded me of my first experience here with Ramona, and I read her profile for a moment or two. Interestingly, she was a new member and hadn’t responded to any requests or put in one until now. Yeah, sadly, the application on the smart phone had a tracker for those sorts of things, and I started to get engrossed with her profile.
Some cheering distracted me, and I looked up to the TV screen and they had NFL football on the screen. I couldn’t make it out from where I was sitting so I grabbed my drink and walked closer. San Francisco ‘49ers and the Detroit Lions. Interesting. I took a sip of my drink and decided to ignore the game and play with my phone some more.
The next hour was spent looking at the requests, and it hit me, I was going to have to respond to one of them soon or the timing might not work. Since I’d had a couple of beers, I decided to go to restroom and order another drink and decide. When I was done my phone chimed again. Damn!
I was walking towards my seat looking down when I bumped into somebody; I half looked at the suit and apologized when I heard a woman’s voice.
“It’s you...” and then she tried to take a step back and stumbled over one of the short bar stools that were all around the bar.
I hurried, and although I wasn’t able to catch her from completely falling, I ended up helping her up, and up and up, damn, this lady is taller than I am, and I go about six foot tall. She had a gorgeous figure, a business suit on, and when I looked at her face and into her eyes I did a double take. I held up my phone and scrolled back to the new member who had requested. It was her.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to knock you over,” I started in...
“Oh no, I was startled. I didn’t know you were here, I wanted a drink to wait, and to calm my nerves and...”
“Yeah, Melinda my scheduler suggested the same thing.”
“Melinda? She’s the one who...” she started talking, but stopped short and started blushing. “She set this up,” she told me blushing from hair to the ample amount of cleavage peaking out of the blouse.
“What do you mean?” I asked her.
“She asked me if I’d ever been to “The Cozy” and when I told her no, she suggested it...”
“Wait, she’s your coordinator also?” I asked her
“Yes, I think she told me once, that she handles about 70 members,” She told me.
“Isn’t us meeting, uhhh, outside of protocol?” I asked her truthfully.
“Well, if we get into trouble, what are they going to do, spank us?” she asked me with a mischievous grin.
Yeah, this might be perfect.
“I go by Alex,” I said holding out my hand to her.
“June, today I’m June,” She said with a smile that lit up her face. I got the fact it was June the 27
th
, but part of Fantasy Inc. is fulfilling your kink in confidence…
Interestingly, she had intense blue eyes but dark brown hair. The fact she was almost six inches taller than me was interesting, because sitting, she still looked down at me. I’ve never had contact with a member outside of a fantasy except for a one nighter that I met at a Step 1. Come to think of it, I hadn’t ever had my own Step 3, so maybe this was permitted after all.
“Ms. June, can I buy you a drink?” I asked her.
She nodded, so I headed to the bar. I started to give the bartender my order when I realized I didn’t know what she wanted. I decided to have the bartender make the choice. I told him I’d have a Jack and Coke myself. He looked over towards June and pulled a bottle of Bombay Sapphire and hit it with some seltzer water.
I walked back and handed her drink. She took a sip and cocked her head to the side.
“I am new to this, but how did you know this is my favorite drink?” She asked me. I was floored and looked at the bartender. He just shrugged.
“Uhhh, I told him to choose,” I told her lamely pointing over my shoulder to the bartender.
“Probably Melinda’s doing then,” she told me. I grinned; it made sense, because a lot of their day to day work was with electronics, tablets, cell phones etc.
“She probably texted up here to let them know..?” I said, and she just nodded.
“Sooooo…..” She said twirling her drink and looking at me, “have you decided who you want to work your fantasy out with, or do you want to visit and have a drink?” she said with a grin.
That was when my phone went off again, and she laughed at the exasperated expression I gave the phone. I had another offer. You all know what I did, I’m sure. I looked up at June’s profile and hit ‘accept’. As soon as I did, her own phone chirped. She smiled at me sweetly and downed her drink in a single gulp.
I think I gulped, but it was mainly air, because suddenly she turned predatory. She stood up and offered me a hand. I stood.
“Do I need to hit accept?” she asked me. I just shook my head, already imagining what this was going to be like.
“Hm… where do you have this setup to happen?” She asked me sweetly.
“Down one floor, I just have to let Melinda know that...” and my phone rang.
“Hello?” I said not recognizing the phone number.
“Mr. Johnson, congratulations on finding a member so quickly. The spa is ready now. Room 3 in the spa is available, and if you wish, I’ll leave a key for room 1918 on the counter in there.”
My mouth was dry but I was able to respond.
“That’d be great Melinda, I might need it,” I said looking at June. The top of her cleavage was almost my eye level. I struggled to be a gentleman but it was hard.
“Good, everything will be setup and ready by the time you pay your bar tab,” she said laughing and hung up.
“Are you ready?” June asked.
“Almost.” I gave the bartender my credit card, and hurried out of the bar as quick as I could with June. We had an appointment to keep.
