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Dia is one of several independently advertising masseuses working invisibly out of this 4-room unit in Battersea. She has received quite some attention in recent months and I'm not sure why the others haven't. I knew I wasn't interested in Polly Thai who has worked here but I wanted to see if the others here were worth seeing more than once.
Comms were pretty prompt, polite and precise.
The location is on several bus routes along Lavender Hill and is in the same stretch as 2 of the long established Thai parlours of iffy repute. It's a fair walk from Clapham Junction and further From Clapham Common.
The unit is on the second floor hidden behind a non-descript portal on a barren corridor with no windows; no fear of being seen by anyone in the other units but you're totally exposed to anyone walking the line. Vibe was a mix of dreary stereotypes for industrial decline, a mental institution and walk of the damned. Great prep for getting seen to.
No magic door, Dia opened it as I stopped and greeted me with a pretty smile. The unit has been partitioned into 4 "treatment" rooms of varying sizes from little more than a table and 1-2' walkaround to one about 10'x8'. No showers or sinks in room and the loo is the cold, communal one for the whole floor, no getting there in just your kecks. Decor is calming deep purples and low lighting. Soundproofing is reasonable provided you're not vocal if you come.
She's not much over 5', has an attractive face, darker Indian skin and shoulder length hair. Her formal, dark tunic covered C/D naturals and a few handfuls of belly and handles, she has a pert behind. Perhaps somewhere between very late 20s to late 30s.
50 for the hour.
We were in one of the larger rooms which was a bit cool so she dialed up the little fan heater. We talked as I undressed and then she set about her business. The massage was gentle and lingering almost from the outset, she didn't do much wandering around the table but knelt on the table several times between my legs and worked my shoulders, back and spent disproportionately more time on my butt and thighs. She used soft pressure for the most part that needed little easing to become a tease. Her touches to my sac were fleeting but more than incidental. There was some limited attention to my arms and hands. A few times as she leaned in from the side she brushed my hands with her cotton-clad thighs and mound, she didn't shy away.
After the flip about 20 mins in she focused her efforts around my stomach and thighs so my growing response to her strokes was clear. She offered HR (20), topless or unclothed topless (50) all delivered from the side of table, respectful touching allowed but no kissing of licking. Opted for the latter and she quickly disrobed leaving just her somewhat thick, black shaper shorties on
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Her boobs are a nice handful and her skin smooth if a little dry. Small teats that responded a little. Whilst she stroked, raked and pumped, which felt good, she only needed one correction to head off her rush. She tolerated the touching but clearly doesn't take much from it, she sat with her back to me a couple of times and was silent through the process. This blocking and distance set the mechnistic nature of the encounter in stark relief, quite the boner killer so I saved the finish and called time, she seemed happy to quit. Hot towel to wipe away the oil and out a little before the hour.
Shame she doesn't feign a little engagement to encourage the finish; a bit of dirty talk or more arousing touching or technique. Whilst she didn't really do anything bad or wrong she didn't do enough for me to want to finish. +50 was 20 too much.
Felt like a visit to a clinic where there's a thin shell of professional caring that lasts til the treatment's done but then you're dismissed to make your own way out.
