I work at a business hotel in Tokyo, and I am in charge of reception. He was proud and delighted to entertain and serve a variety of guests. One day, I went to the customer's room, but I was forcibly attacked there. From that day on, the customer continued to stay for consecutive nights, and the days of calling by extension and devouring my body as it was greedy began. I lost the pride of a hotel man and my dignity as a woman, and before I knew it, I felt joy in such a situation.