JUST FOR THE MONEY

SATRIA PETER 3

The private mansion of Satria Piter.

In the spacious, luxurious, and also elegant rooms, a man with a clean, white body was performing a massage. A woman who had a pretty sweet face began to do her job with her skillful hands, rubbing, massaging, and pressing the strong muscles of Satria. When the pressure was a little hard, Satria grimaced a little to endure the pain, because the location pressed by the therapist woman was indeed the nerves that were blocked.

" Slightly slow down! I'm not usually sick. You just emphasize it gently. Understood?" satria. The therapist woman understood.

" What's your name?" ask Satria. The sweet lady smiled.

" I am Dwita, young master." said the sweet woman who called herself Dwita.

" Good name!" said Satria. Dwita smiled not too responding and continued to carry out her duties of massage and treating Satria's seductive body.

" Have a husband?" ask Satria while looking at Dwita. Dwita smiles.

" No, young master! I'm still a girl." said Dwita.

" Oh good! How old are you?" said Satria began kepo.

" 21 years old, young master!" sahut Dwita's.

" The age is ripe! The age that began to know and practice the experience in bed." said Satria flatly. Dwita smiled shyly.

Although his heart had begun to dislike the words of Satria, Dwita still showed her smile. For him he can still provide the best service for his new customers. Dwita kept working on her task of completing her massage and also her therapy.

" Do you have a boyfriend?" ask Satria. Dwita answered quickly.

" It's!" answer Dwita lies. Dwita did not want the man to get further with his delusion and tried to get closer or seduce him.

" But I like women who already have girlfriends." seduced Satria did not want to lose. Dwita frowned.

" Why?" ask Dwita. Satria smiled.

" To be able to take someone else's property is a pleasure in itself, miss!" answer Satria origin. All this time. Satria is really not interested in married women or having a boyfriend.

Dwita started massaging the legs. Satria who only wore boxer pants and was covered in a wide towel began to feel the touch of Dwita's soft and warm hands. Moreover, Dwita began to crawl her hands at the end of the groin. Satria closed her eyes.

" Softer there!" satria lirih. Dwita pressed him hard. Satria woke up from her face down sleep.

" Do you like to fight, huh?" satria said with a sharp eye to Dwita.

" Young master! I am not only relaxing your body, but I am also giving therapy to you young master! Just shut up and enjoy my service. Okay?" said Dwita now began to emotion.

Satria pushed Dwita's body until Dwita lay on the bed. Satria now began to lock and squeeze her. Dwita started to panic and fear.

" Young master! Pardon me! Sorry!" said Dwita began to plead, fearing that Satria was disrespectful and profane with him.

Dwita now felt something hard pressing down on her bottom. Dwita began to irregular his heart. Satria increasingly wants to make Dwita scared.

" sir! A. a. what did the young master do? Get out of my body! I have to finish my task, me your massage!" said Dwita.

" enough! I'll pay you more. Do that to me now!" said Satria now with a breath that began to hunt. Dwita's getting scared.

"No sir! I don't serve like that!" sahut Dwita while trying to push Satria's body from above his body that has locked himself.

" Are you going to refuse if I give you 10 million to heat this bed?" said Satria. Dwita shook her head quickly.

" I'm sorry, young master! Really, I'm not interested in any of that." said Dwita. Satria grew increasingly furious and curious.

" What? You dare to reject me?" satria said with anger. Satria begins to release her lockdown against Dwita. Dwita breathes a sigh of relief.

" I'm sorry, young master! I really can't" said Dwita, bowing her body after quickly getting off the bed.

" Young master! Excuse me sir!" pamit Dwita's. Satria showed her cold attitude.

" I didn't think I'd been rejected by that girl. Even he is just a therapist." said Satria with his anger.

*******

The knocking sound of his bedroom door was heard. Satria opened the door to her room. The typhoon stood in front of the door of his young master's room along with Citra. Satria smiled with relief. At least with the arrival of the Typhoon with Citra will treat her disappointment and anger from the rejection of the female therapist earlier.

" Picture, this is young master Satria!" typhoon said slowly to Citra. Imagery understands.

" Okay, leave us both!" satria's orders. The Typhoon understood that his young master was currently desiring Citra.

Satria without saying much began to approach Citra.

" Young master!" call Citra began to panic because Satria now began to approach her until the distance began to erode.

" remember! When we're in a room like this, call me Mas Satria or call me dear. Okay?" whisky Satria.

" B. how can it be?" sahut Image's.

" So we can be more intimate" said Satria now began to lock Citra.

" Young master! The master! Don't do that!" citra said as she walked backwards away from Satria.

" Do you want a lot of money?" satria.

" Want! Want young master!" sahut Image's.

" Serve me now!" satria's orders.

" But.but I never.."sahut Citra. Satria smiled smirked.

" li lie! Nowadays there is a girl your age who has never done it with your partner" Satria said.

" Right sir! I will do any job as long as I don't do and sell my pride and honor, sir!" citra.

" good! Even you can lecture me?" sahut Image's.

" I'm sorry, sir! I didn't mean to.." Citra said.

" Huh, shit! Why did I meet today with two village girls who rejected me so blatantly?" said Satria. Satria now slammed the door of her room after leaving her room. While Citra just sculpt and in his heart grateful he still survives with his view of life.

" Even if I need money for my daily needs and fulfill them with my sister, I will not sell my pride and honor." murmured Citra. The image of her foot out of the room looking for the whereabouts of the Typhoon.

Arriving below, the first floor Citra met with the Typhoon.

" Our Typhoon! Excuse me to go home! I'm sorry, I can't do such a job" Citra said. The cyclone frowned his forehead.

" What job? And why do you want to go home so quickly? Even you haven't done your job" Typhoon said.

" To serve the young master in bed?" accuse Image.

" No! Sorry, it was just a misunderstanding. Young master Satrio didn't mean to harass you. Sorry Image!" typhoon Said.

" What are my real duties and work, Typhoon?" ask Citra.

" On that matter, we wait for young master Satria alone" Typhoon said. The image nodded a sign of understanding.