Having no girlfriend, I visited a men's esthetic salon to clear my head, only to unexpectedly encounter my company's demon manager! Company rules strictly forbid side jobs, and working at a sex-work-adjacent men's esthetic salon would be fatal for her career... Using her silence at the company as a bargaining chip, I forced her to provide the ultimate intense service and successfully gained complete leverage over her. The manager, who is usually a dignified and unattainable flower, has now become my personal free-fuck meat toilet who rushes to my home whenever called and offers her body in absolute obedience to any shameless command. With their day and night positions completely reversed, we present a maximum-immorality underdog rape drama where I devour her body exactly as I please!
