One of the best deep tissue massage I have ever had! The Spa is a quiet setting, masseuse were very Great massage. Friendly staff who made us comfortable while we waited as we arrived early. I was really looking forward to a relaxing massage and chose Badora based on the wonderful reviews. My partner and I both got a 1 hour ayurvedic massage in the same room. We were instructed to remove our clothes leaving only our underwear on, as expected when getting a massage. Our therapists left the hut for us to change, as I was undressing, another male worker walked in from the other side of the hut, staring at me in my half dressed state.
I felt uncomfortable but thought it was an accident and just bad timing, and continued to undress after he left. The massage started off fine but was far softer than I asked for. After working on my back etc my partner and I were both asked to turn over, at which point I tried to make eye contact with my bf but only met the eyes of his therapist, ogling me. As I went to roll over I searched for something to cover my breasts and gestured to my therapist, after some time I was given a small hand towel to cover up with.
In my experience a towel is offered immediately without asking and the therapist looks away as you turn. This was not the case. It was when my massage therapist was massaging my legs that I started to feel extremely uncomfortable. I've had a lot of massages before, in various countries but I've never had one that continued to my uppermost thigh, bikini and then private area.
I thought the first couple of 'grazes' must have been a mistake but this continued. My body stiffened and I tensed and clenched my limbs together to avoid any further contact. I felt completely vulnerable and couldn't believe this was happening in the same room as my boyfriend.
Was this my fault? Had I ordered the wrong massage? A number of things were running through my head. I just wanted it to be over and to get the hell out. I breathed a sigh of relief once he'd finished on my legs. But had to prepare myself for his wandering hands that massaged from my stomach to one inch inside underneath my underwear. I flinched and he didn't do it again. Once he'd finished feeling me up, he and his colleague left the hut, I quickly dressed, waited for my partner to pay before we left and then explained to him what had happened, asking him about his experience.
