I usually, as a young woman, find time each month to go from Taichung to Taipei to try various kinds of therapists (?), but the therapist I chose this time gave me a very different experience — amazing, really amazing, so amazing that I feel I must publicize the actual situation. I also posted this review elsewhere because I don’t want another therapist who disrespects the industry and clients to appear.

So here’s the review:

Shop: Dui x
Therapist: Dai x
Therapist’s role in this session (1/0/no preference/don’t know): I didn’t ask, don’t know
Appearance (0-10): 8
Body (0-10): 8 (At the time his build felt more on the solid/fleshy side.)
Card rating: ? (I wasn’t logged in so I don’t know)
Acupressure (0-10): 3
Oil massage (0-10): 3
Cooperativeness (0-10): ? (I didn’t request anything, so unclear.)
Boyfriend-level service (0-10): ? (I also hoped to feel that sort of thing.)
Environment (0-10): 8 (Same upscale building as Mu x.)

Detailed account: After reading several friends’ shared impressions in the group, I originally thought that even if the therapist didn’t do OOO I could still experience what boyfriend-level service feels like, and with that expectation I made the booking — the result, however, was utterly disappointing.

After showering that day, lying face down on the massage table was the start of something both awful and agonizing. The acupressure part felt like he didn’t hit any key points; for someone like me who doesn’t need very strong pressure, that’s very unusual. Later, when he got closer to me I kept hearing a noisy voice; during a pause I looked up to find the source and discovered he had a Bluetooth earpiece in one ear. I couldn’t hear clearly, but it sounded like some kind of online course?

So I was treated to that kind of acupressure (or rather, random pressing?) for about seventy to eighty minutes. During it I really wanted to ask him to stop, but I thought maybe the oil massage and bodywork would somewhat ease the unpleasantness from earlier, so I silently endured.

Thinking back now, perhaps if I hadn’t endured it then I wouldn’t be this angry sharing the aftermath, because the subsequent oil massage and bodywork only lasted about ten minutes, and the bodywork was so careless that he simply rubbed his chest and his soft little member against me once or twice and that was it.

To be honest I’m not concerned about the money; if he had provided good service I would have gladly given a larger tip. What I felt, though, was that I wasn’t being respected by the therapist, and in the end I also had the impression his attitude changed noticeably before and after receiving payment — maybe it was just my imagination.

The reason I reacted so strongly is that this was the most upsetting experience I’ve had in my massage history so far. I’ve met therapists who didn’t tease but gave comfortable massages, pleasant conversation, or very thoughtful service.

At Dui x I’ve also booked Master Jie before; the few times I saw him the experiences were all very good. Not OOO, but the massages were comfortable, he gave me what I genuinely needed, and he didn’t go through the motions.

In short, this visit really created an uncomfortable memory. When I reported it to customer service they just told me to fill out their report form and gave me a NT$300 discount that I didn’t need. What I wanted wasn’t a discount, and he still didn’t understand what I wanted to see, so I had no choice but to let everyone know about this.

Also, according to friends, they’ve had similar experiences at the same shop as well, though not with the same therapist as mine.