No, no, and no — everything was wrong; this is not how it’s supposed to be, damn it! The irritated receptionist and the completely dull, clueless masseuse—someone you'd hardly find eroticism or playfulness in.
Booking and Arrival It was arranged via SMS, quite last minute, and I arrived about half an hour later. I only received a message saying they needed more time and that they’d make me coffee. I understood that I should just show up and wait… but no. I was politely told to wait outside for a SMS indicating I could enter, as they had another client ahead. When I was finally allowed in, it was by a very annoyed receptionist who treated me with a condescending tone, lacking any customer-friendly attitude. Her canned phrases, along with her dismissive attitude, made me feel unwelcome—like she was thinking, “Great, another idiot bothering me, and he wants to pay after the service.” I felt unwelcome.
Yes, they require prepayment—straight from the receptionist. It might bother some, but it just caught me off guard.
Regarding the establishment’s appearance from outside… they have a sign and logo with “erotic massages” written across the entire window. I was surprised that they openly advertise this explicitly in a busy street — it might be uncomfortable for someone seeking privacy or anonymity while waiting to be let in. In my opinion, such businesses should be more discreet to avoid passersby seeing what they’re about.
Location, Masseuse, and Service The interior is nice—credit where it’s due. Very dark, but clean and tastefully decorated. The music wasn’t intrusive; typical relaxing background music.
The masseuse disappointed me. Her photos made her look sexier, and her face simply didn’t appeal to me, but oh well, I kept going.
She greeted me with a handshake, like a nervous beginner.
We confirmed a standard massage, no extras offered. She suggested a shared or solo shower. I sensed that any erotic element was long gone—just a routine shower where she undressed herself, we waited awkwardly for the water to warm up, and then washed ourselves mechanically—no flirting, no joking, just silence. I tried to inject some humor, but she just stood there silently like we were in a corporate elevator. 😀
After drying off, I lay down, and she very lightly ran her hands over my body—honestly, the massage itself wasn’t worth mentioning. The oil was warm, which was nice. I attempted some light conversation since there was no erotic vibe, but it didn’t really work.
Turning onto my back, she repeated the same routine. I even asked if I could perform oral on her while she was lying down—she agreed, which I appreciated; she has nice, smooth skin. But I couldn’t tell if she was actually enjoying it; she seemed completely detached. Come on, this is just a service, not real sex—just pretend and play along, anyone can do that…
She then focused more on the penis, but it was pretty dull. She lathered it with oil as much as she could. I wasn’t in the mood, not aroused, and it was incredibly boring—I regretted it.
I finished myself, took a quick shower, and then had a confrontational encounter with the irritated receptionist before leaving annoyed.
They didn’t give me what I paid for. I sent them an SMS feedback expressing my dissatisfaction with both the receptionist’s and the masseuse’s attitude. Of course, they claimed everything was fine on their end and offered me a 300 CZK compensation. Honestly, I’d prefer the full amount back for that “massage” and a proper apology with a promise to improve.
Conclusion At this point, I cannot recommend this place. Better options are Candy or Le Velour—they’re professional, know how to treat clients, and offer quality. I’m left with a bad taste and 2,500 CZK less in my wallet, money I could have spent on a much better experience.
Extras Type of massage: Pussycat – 60 min Total price: 2,500 CZK ( Poor, disappointment ) — 2/10
