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Yorkshire & the Humber / Jasmine at La Bella Spa, Leeds
« by jamesausten on April 05, 2024, 10:27:02 pm »https://labellaspathai.com/
Passing through Leeds one day this week, I texted ahead to book a time. Nothing was forthcoming about who might be available. On arrival, in a quiet street only 5 minutes from the station, I went down the flower-lined outdoor steps (what do the office workers nearby make of them?!) and rang the doorbell which was answered by Jasmine, about 5ft 5in, who was expecting me. At first she seemed unsmiling, a bit sour, but that later changed. £50 for a 1hr massage paid, no “type” of massage specified.
My initial thought was this place looked too good to be true: clean, smart, almost clinical. Not the grotty, seedy dump one often finds; it must be legit. Jasmine showed me to a decent sized room at the back, left me to get changed with the lights on bright. The massage table was wider than usual. I arranged myself on the bed and covered myself with the available towel. On her return she lowered the lights and adjusted the towel to completely cover my back. The only tacky thing was using her phone to play naff Chinese music with the sound of running water. She asked if I’d been there before and of course I lied and said yes.
The massage itself was at first through the towel and was firm, almost hard. She certainly found some knots. Eventually she moved the towel to cover my ass and used oil to tackle my shoulders and back. Working her way to each arm individually, she moved them to the side of the table, placing them against her legs… slowly my fingers ran up her tights a fraction - all plausibly deniable for both of us. Eventually she moved to the lower back and legs, the towel slipping further and further… there was just the faintest of CC swipes and the briefest of reach unders, but they were so quick they could again be just an accident - but they weren’t, and she could see she was working her magic (which was also uncomfortable to be lying on!).
On the turn (about 30 mins in) Jasmine immediately asked if I’d like anything else. I asked what she might offer: £30 HJ, £50 topless, £80 B2B came the reply. I’ve seen these rates quoted elsewhere, and she made clear it was take it or leave it. So I went for B2B. She stripped off and now looked much younger, with firm (possibly bolt-on) large tits and a big tattoo on her back. By now her demeanour had mellowed and there was even a hint of a smile. She lay on top of me, pussy grinding on my stomach, one nipple in my mouth followed by the other. I had access to her pussy which was soaking and was allowed a couple of fingers gently inside - nothing was said, it just happened. She moved around a bit, sitting up, lying down, using her feet on me. Eventually it was clear I was about to burst and she sat back and finished me off by hand, the result being one of my strongest orgasms in months.
After wiping me down with paper towels she asked if I would want a shower (yes) and then massaged my legs and head for 5 minutes. Then announced shower time… Now I had to ask where the shower was, revealing that of course I had not been there before
. Again, the shower was impeccable: clean, newly tiled, hot water, soaps… almost like a 5* hotel. However, I was left to my own devices and had to run it myself. Only when I was in it did I remember that I’d left my phone/wallet in the room. Unwise though that might be, I consoled myself that they would not want the hassle of a complaint - and when I emerged all was fine; that said, it’s probably not recommended.
As I left, I noticed I’d been there exactly 62 minutes including changing time, shower, dressing. There was no sign of anyone else on the premises, either client or masseuse, and she volunteered that it was a quie day. Every now and again the naff music on her phone was interrupted by the chime of a text, though she never once interrupted the massage to check them. I was pleased to note that she not only removed the paper table covering, but also the blanket beneath it - and then wiped the mattress thoroughly, before making it up again for the next lucky punter.
In summary, Jasmine gave an excellent massage and a brilliant B2B in smart and comfortable surroundings that could easily pass as legit if necessary. £130 the total damage.
Passing through Leeds one day this week, I texted ahead to book a time. Nothing was forthcoming about who might be available. On arrival, in a quiet street only 5 minutes from the station, I went down the flower-lined outdoor steps (what do the office workers nearby make of them?!) and rang the doorbell which was answered by Jasmine, about 5ft 5in, who was expecting me. At first she seemed unsmiling, a bit sour, but that later changed. £50 for a 1hr massage paid, no “type” of massage specified.
My initial thought was this place looked too good to be true: clean, smart, almost clinical. Not the grotty, seedy dump one often finds; it must be legit. Jasmine showed me to a decent sized room at the back, left me to get changed with the lights on bright. The massage table was wider than usual. I arranged myself on the bed and covered myself with the available towel. On her return she lowered the lights and adjusted the towel to completely cover my back. The only tacky thing was using her phone to play naff Chinese music with the sound of running water. She asked if I’d been there before and of course I lied and said yes.
The massage itself was at first through the towel and was firm, almost hard. She certainly found some knots. Eventually she moved the towel to cover my ass and used oil to tackle my shoulders and back. Working her way to each arm individually, she moved them to the side of the table, placing them against her legs… slowly my fingers ran up her tights a fraction - all plausibly deniable for both of us. Eventually she moved to the lower back and legs, the towel slipping further and further… there was just the faintest of CC swipes and the briefest of reach unders, but they were so quick they could again be just an accident - but they weren’t, and she could see she was working her magic (which was also uncomfortable to be lying on!).
On the turn (about 30 mins in) Jasmine immediately asked if I’d like anything else. I asked what she might offer: £30 HJ, £50 topless, £80 B2B came the reply. I’ve seen these rates quoted elsewhere, and she made clear it was take it or leave it. So I went for B2B. She stripped off and now looked much younger, with firm (possibly bolt-on) large tits and a big tattoo on her back. By now her demeanour had mellowed and there was even a hint of a smile. She lay on top of me, pussy grinding on my stomach, one nipple in my mouth followed by the other. I had access to her pussy which was soaking and was allowed a couple of fingers gently inside - nothing was said, it just happened. She moved around a bit, sitting up, lying down, using her feet on me. Eventually it was clear I was about to burst and she sat back and finished me off by hand, the result being one of my strongest orgasms in months.
After wiping me down with paper towels she asked if I would want a shower (yes) and then massaged my legs and head for 5 minutes. Then announced shower time… Now I had to ask where the shower was, revealing that of course I had not been there before
. Again, the shower was impeccable: clean, newly tiled, hot water, soaps… almost like a 5* hotel. However, I was left to my own devices and had to run it myself. Only when I was in it did I remember that I’d left my phone/wallet in the room. Unwise though that might be, I consoled myself that they would not want the hassle of a complaint - and when I emerged all was fine; that said, it’s probably not recommended.As I left, I noticed I’d been there exactly 62 minutes including changing time, shower, dressing. There was no sign of anyone else on the premises, either client or masseuse, and she volunteered that it was a quie day. Every now and again the naff music on her phone was interrupted by the chime of a text, though she never once interrupted the massage to check them. I was pleased to note that she not only removed the paper table covering, but also the blanket beneath it - and then wiped the mattress thoroughly, before making it up again for the next lucky punter.
In summary, Jasmine gave an excellent massage and a brilliant B2B in smart and comfortable surroundings that could easily pass as legit if necessary. £130 the total damage.
I had to stop in the end because I was knackered. Offered a shower at the end but I declined. Was out the door in about 50 min but there was no sign of clock watching and if my stamina was up to it and I'd taken the option of another shower it would have filled the full hour. Certainly wasn't short changed. 
and a nice firm fit, she came in for kisses,
. Was introduced to Nana and to my surprise she asked me 'How are you? and I am seeing you after a long time.".. Well that was a shock to because it was my first every visit. I politely let her know that it was my first visit. Second question from her 'Have you been to Bearwood before?', Again politely said never and re-iterated that this is my first visit to Quinton. hmmm.... either she has an earlier client who resembles me or just trying to understand my experience.. Nevertheless...felt alright for her to ask a few basic questions.
No idea if that was true or when this was but by now I was well off the idea of kissing anyway 
, she went pretty deep cleaning up there, she said, sometimes shit is up there 