White Slave for BBC Chapter 1

Evan looked up at the sign that read The Massage House, looked down at his gift card, and braced himself. He’d never been to a place like this. He always thought spas were too…not for him. If he were honest, he thought they were more for women. His female coworker, that he happened to like very much, had given him a gift card as a birthday present. It was very thoughtful, but he was nervous about going in. Was it weird in this day and age for a man to go to a spa and get a massage? Evan ran his fingers through his brown hair and sighed at his reflection in the glass door. He wasn’t as tall as he wanted to be, not as tan as he wanted to be, and not as confident as he wanted to be. He stared at the reflection of his hazel eyes. They were a similar shade to Melanie’s. She was the one who’d given him the gift card, the one he liked. If he went in and got a massage, it would be one more thing he could talk to her about. He would thank her and describe the experience. She’d te