the last witcher

But when I was about to throw her down, the little coquette in front of me suddenly got up and ran away, shouting, "Indecent! Pervert!" Then I was called by the boss and came to the office.

The fat woman was still leaning on the sofa half dead, just like last time, holding a wine glass in her hand, looking at me expressionlessly.Only when I saw that my heart was frightened, I drank the drink in the glass and said, "We don't allow sexual intercourse with female guests. I should have told you about this when I was applying for the job again, right?"

I lowered my head and remained silent, because I knew I violated the rules of the game, but the rules were too cruel.This is tantamount to letting a person who has walked for days and nights in the desert without food or drink suddenly find a table of rich delicacies in front of his eyes, but the cruel part is that: you can only look at it, but not eat it. can eat!

Seeing that I didn't speak, the boss moved her fat body to my side, circled from the front of me to the back of me, and finally put her arms around my shoulders and breathed into my ears and said, "I miss you this time." It's your first offence, so I won't fire you, but it won't be an example." After finishing speaking, he still pinched my butt hard, which immediately made me feel extremely sick.

In the days that followed, I was always on the verge of collapse where I could only watch but not eat, and in an unintentional conversation with Lisa, I learned the true intention of the boss:

The reason why the boss did this is to preserve the characteristics of this sauna.Otherwise, the scrubbers here are just like me, so it would have become a red-light district long ago!When sexual services are put on the table, the elegant taste will disappear, and naturally it will not be able to attract those successful people with relatively high status and status.

After listening to Lisa's words, I was instantly enlightened.What the hell, just taking a bath and not doing business, is actually a little trick played by the boss to gain fame.Regardless of the male or female scrubbers here, as long as they have sexual relations with each other, the taste will change from high-end service personnel to chicken and duck.It's like some celebrities want to be sexy, but they must leave a little fabric on their bodies. Once they are all stripped off, it will become dull.This is definitely like what our ancestors said, the style of being a prostitute and erecting a memorial archway.

The boss is very shrewd, but has she thought about my feelings?I am a normal man with complete sexual functions, full of blood and demons for at least an hour.And because I couldn't get vent, I hid in my room and masturbated several times every night, which caused me to be distracted, and my concentration began to become more and more difficult to concentrate, and I was weak and weak, and even began to struggle to pee. stand up.

But I still have two years of college here, what can I do?This is an era when a penny overwhelms a hero. Although money is not omnipotent, it is absolutely impossible without money.For the generous reward, I can only grit my teeth and stick to it.

In fact, being harassed by customers is nothing. I am most afraid that some customers will ask me to do some nasty things in front of them in the name of tipping me. This is what I cannot tolerate the most.

I remember one time, a perverted female client forced me to masturbate her face for a thousand rubles, just because she was curious about what it would be like for a man to fuck himself.

Then there are the clients who tip me to go somewhere after get off work to meet them.In fact, I really want to go, but Lisa warned me that this is a foreign country, and if something happens in the sauna, at least someone will take care of it, but once something happens outside, it will be really annoying every day. It's working.

In order to prove what she said is true, Lisa also cited an event that happened just last year: At that time, a female scrubber from Japan was off work because she took a high tip from the other party. Then I went to the agreed place.But what she never expected was that the guest who tipped her was actually a small boss of the local mafia.The other party asked her out not to do that, but to subdue her and transport her to Eastern Europe as a cheap prostitute.If it weren't for a rescue operation by Interpol, it is estimated that the Japanese woman would have stayed there as a prostitute for the rest of her life.

After Lisa finished speaking, my grassy heart began to become as calm as water.Yes, Lisa, me and that Japanese woman are all foreigners in this country, and no one cares about our lives.Especially the women who come here to consume, which woman's husband can I afford?I still want to live a few more years!

Since then, I have started a life like a walking dead.Until one day, I heard someone yelling, "Help!" I grabbed a mop and rushed out, only to find Lisa being raped by a male guest.Because I was grateful for Lisa's care for me, I rushed up like crazy, but unexpectedly, I was stopped by the security guard brought by the boss on the way.

I was forcibly pushed down on the water-stained ground by the security guards in the sauna. I saw Lisa's painful expression, but the boss of the police station pretended not to see it, and let the domestic beast rape Lisa. .

When everything was over, the bastard took out a few wads of colorful banknotes and threw them to the boss. He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on my face with disdain, and then he put on his clothes and left slowly as if nothing had happened. go.

That day I went back to the apartment with Lisa, we both drank a lot of wine, at the end of the drink Lisa cried and said to me: "It turns out that the so-called just taking a bath is nothing but a trick by the boss. Take Lisa as an example, she is sexually assaulted by customers every month, and the solution is all the customers spend more money.

This time, it was because Lisa had her period, and the guest wanted to have sex with her forcibly, which led to what I saw later.

Lisa lay in my arms, weeping like pears and rain, and said: "Actually, I'm a whore, not even a prostitute. At least a prostitute can choose to be or not to be a prostitute. I don't even have the right to choose." , because I can't afford to lose this job."

Lisa's words were like a thorn, piercing deeply into the weakest part of my heart.If Lisa is a whore, am I a duck?Although I follow Lisa's advice and keep myself clean, once a rich woman spends a lot of money on me, will the boss treat me the same as Lisa?

The most important thing is that recently, I found that the boss looked at me more and more wrongly, as if he wanted to eat me into his stomach.No, I can't stay in this place for long, I have to escape, while I still have the ability to escape.

Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe Lisa was just too insecure.While I was thinking, she pressed her hot lips to my chest, my cheeks, and then my mouth.And my passion was instantly aroused by Lisa, and then I kissed Lisa tightly, and the two equally injured hearts collided with sparks of love...

to be continued