Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements. The Pink Rabbit Hostess Club buzzed with the chatter of bunny girls and businessmen, in the heart of the trendy Harajuku district.
Twelve hot twenty-something Japanese women pranced around in pink Playboy Club-style outfits, serving cocktails and flirting with corporate executives who were too classy for Hooters. Her ass was still a bit sore after a kinky tryst with Professor Kimura a few nights ago, in room of Takeshita University. A wild fantasy came true with her math teacher, after showing him some of her bondage hentai drawings. He handcuffed her to his desk, whipped her with a ruler, and screwed her brains out on the floor.
She loved older men, and her appetite was insatiable. Hisa took a deep breath, tossed her pink pigtails, and pranced out to the main floor. The synthetic sound of J-pop music and pachinko machines flooded her ears as she moved along the back wall. She scanned the tables with her big false-lashed eyes, looking for men who weren't being "entertained" by other bunny girls. Dating the customers was against the rules, and she couldn't even touch them.
But Hisa went way beyond flirting on a regular basis. She fucked twenty customers over the past five months, usually in nearby hotels after her shifts ended. She loved casual sex; the kinkier the better. But she also hoped that one of those one-night-stands would turn into a steady relationship with a wealthy man.
Freeing her from the financial anxiety that most art majors are permanently saddled with. Her eyes were drawn to a table near the bandstand in front, occupied by a tall muscular thirty-something Japanese man in a sharp blue sport coat.
