Someone enters the love hotel. A sign that reads, back later, blocks the booth opening. The door to the booth opens and out comes the clerk.
"So you finally came, your Excellency," Saketoba said in that formal manner.
"Indeed I have," Yamada, AKA Yaoisuki, answered while carrying a satchel. "Are they still in the room?"
"Yes," Saketoba informed. "They are in room 223, that is on the second floor. Now go await them and call me when they get out. Now make haste and go! And call me when you get there!"
Adding that last sentence as Yamada hurries to the elevator. She exits the elevators on the second floor and makes her way down the labyrinth of hallways, eyes darting side-to-side in the effort to find the door marked 223 until . . .
"I have arrived," Yamada said after touching the app that puts her in touch with Saketoba.
"Keep the line open, your Excellency," Saketoba said. "I want to know of the moment they emerge. Oh, and don't bother trying to listen in. The doors and walls are soundproof."
Causing Yamada to back away from the the door.
"Just stand there and keep a vigil with the line open," Saketoba continued.
"Will do," Yamada said.
"I had to keep my discipline to prevent my revelation as I gave them the key to that room," Saketoba said over the cellphone.
"It's strange," Yamada noted while staring at that door, "I always pegged Amamiya-san as a bashful girl, even though she did play badminton during recess."
"It was merely a means to attract attention from the boys," Saketoba said.
"That it was," Yamada agreed. "Then she has been overcome by her womanly need to slake her lust. I get the feeling she picked that foreigner up off the street."
"To think that right now, she is behind that door graduating from her virginity," Yamada said respectfully.
Inside that room, Dustin and Nanami, both sweaty and naked, cuddle together on the bed. Dustin has a sleepy look as he presses his face into her nape. Nanami has a thousand yard stare with a vacant grin. For a while, they do not speak.
"So how was it?" Dustin broke the silence into her ear.
Nanami sighs long and waveringly.
I finally did it! I have firmly secured my popularity with the boys for eternity! There is no way Ichikawa-san can dethrone me now! Oh God, I do not have the words for that experience! I guess it's true that foreigners are good at sex!
Dustin gets up and removes the condom, tying the end off to prevent . . . spillage. He heads into the washroom and tosses it into the wastebasket.
"Let me check the time," Dustin said while checking his cellphone. "We have about forty-five minutes left. Let's get cleaned up. But first, let's take a picture together."
Dustin lies back down on the bed with Nanami once again and does a selfie with her.
"Now you take one with your cellphone, Nanami," Dustin said as he gets up and picks up her cellphone to give to her.
Nanami also takes her own selfie with Dustin.
"Now let's get cleaned up," Dustin suggested.
They enter the washroom and do so. With each washing the other's back.
"Nanami," Dustin said. "I am getting hard again."
"But it might take too long," Nanami said.
"No problem," he answered. "Just use your mouth."
"Eh?"
"After all, I gave you mouth service down there." Then stands to turn to her. "So it is only fair that you return the favour."
Nanami stares at it in wonderment.
"Okay," she said, and starts returning the favour.
Time seems to drag as Yamada keeps a vigil on that door.
"They have a few minutes left to emerge," Yamada said to Saketoba over her cellphone.
"If they are not out before then, they will be charged for the extra hour," Saketoba answered over the cellphone.
"I wonder how long men can go for?" Yamada pondered. "It is my understanding that they lose interest for a time after they have ejaculated."
"That is true," Saketoba said. "It is difficult for a post-coital man to stay as excited as most-they're coming!"
Due to the sound of the doorknob, along with it suddenly turning. The door opens . . .
Dustin emerges first and is startled by the sight of a girl with black hair held back in a short ponytail at her nape and wearing black thick rimmed glasses. She is carrying a satchel and holding her own cellphone.
"Yamada-san?!" Nanami stated with a shocked expression.
"You know that girl?" Dustin asked her.
"Y-Yes, sh-she goes to my school."
"Ooh, this might be a problem, Nanami," Dustin said with a humorous worried expression while looking at Yamada.
"Wha-What do you want, Yamada-san?!" Nanami stated at the girl with a stern expression.
"What a handsome foreigner," Yamada mused with a gleeful expression while clasping the corner of her glasses as she looks up at Dustin. "But to answer your question, Amamiya-san, I was simply called and told to hurry over."
"Who called you over here?!" Nanami demanded.
"She did," Yamada answered as she looks off to one side while gesturing with a nod.
They look to see another familiar figure to Nanami hurrying up the hallway.
"Saketoba-san!"
"Ah, another girl that goes to your school too, I take it?" Dustin asked rhetorically.
Saketoba stops next to Yamada.
"How did you find out about this, Saketoba-san?" Nanami asked fretfully.
"I work part-time here," Saketoba answered with a mischievous expression. "Who do you think handed you the key to that room?"
Nanami's eyes go wide and irises shrink upon hearing that.
"Now where did you find this gorgeous foreigner?" Saketoba next asked while also looking Dustin over clasping the corner of her glasses.
"I . . . I met him at Ichikawa-san's place," Nanami answered with a bashful expression.
"Ichikawa-san?" Yamada leered as she pushes her glasses up with her finger by its bridge. "Well well, the plot thickens does it not, Saketoba?"
"Indeed it does, your Excellency," she answered while also mimicking Yamada.
"What is your name?" Saketoba asked Dustin in near flawless English.
"Dustin. Dustin Weaver."
"Please to meet you, Dasutin-san," Saketoba bowed. "You may call me, Saketoba."
"And you may call me her Excellency, Yaoisuki," Yamada also said in near flawless English while also greeting Dustin with a bow. "Or just Yamada."
"Okay, Yamada," Dustin noted.
"How did you come to meet Ichikawa Momona, Dasutin-san?" Saketoba asked curiously.
"I was simply looking for directions to a hotel," Dustin answered carefully. "And Nanami was the one who showed up to give Momona a box of cookies that her mother had baked for her. I then left and Nanami stopped me down the street."
"I see," Yamada said, then turns to Saketoba. "Now then, why did you want me to get the supplies?"
"What are you talking about?" Nanami asked.
"These," Yamada answered as she opens her satchel to reveal the proper supplies of every proper mangaka.
"What's with those art supplies?" Dustin asked.
"We are creating a manga called, 'The World of Moral Reversal'," Saketoba answered. "It is a manga about a girl from this world who gets switched over into a mirror world where it is the males who are the sexual aggressors rather than the females. It was inspired by Ichikawa Momona, that girl you asked directions from."
"Alright," Dustin said with a bemused expression. So you also claimed the same thing to others as well, Momona!
"We want to draw you naked, Dasutin-kun," Saketoba answered with a gleeful expression.
"Ah?" Dustin pondered with a bewildered expression, of which Nanami also shares.
"We would pay you, Dasutin-san," Yamada added, "but alas we cannot for you see, a boy in our school engaged in prostitution with two girls and got expelled for it, while the girls got a month long suspension. The Principal next threatened the rest of the students at an assembly with expulsion if it ever happened again."
"I understand," Dustin said.
"So I take it that you will agree to this?" Yamada asked.
"Okay," Dustin said.
"Is that okay with you, Amamiya?" Saketoba asked her. "Since you two are a couple."
"Actually, I only picked him up for sex," Nanami admitted with an embarrassed expression.
"Then if that is the case," Saketoba said with an gleeful expression, "would you also like to do sexual acts with us, Dasutin-san?"
Dustin and Nanami wince with wide-eyed shock as a sweat drop runs down their respective faces.
"Saketoba?" Yamada asked with a curious expression.
"How about it, Yaoisuki?!" Saketoba stated with an eager expression at her friend. "Would you be interested in drawing that?! Taking turns as one of us draws the other doing a sexual act with Dasutin-kun?!"
Yamada stands there for a moment with her finger on her chin in thought.
"Yes, why not!" Yamada finally answered with a gleeful expression.
"How about it, Dasutin-san?" Saketoba asked with a sultry look up at him. "Do you want to pose in sexual acts with each of us while the other draws it?"
"Ahhh," is all Dustin could manage with a bewildered expression.
The two amateur mangakas begin touching Dustin.
"Ooh, such a firm body!" Yamada noted with a grin as she feels his arms.
"Indeed!" Saketoba noted with a grin of her own as she feels his stomach.
Saketoba clasps Dustin's groin, causing him to gape down in surprise with wide eyes and shrunken irises. Nanami merely frowns in surprise.
"I do believe he is recovering from his time with Amamiya-san, your Excellency!" Saketoba stated at Yamada with an eager expression as she continues fondling Dustin's groin.
Yamada also clasps Dustin's groin. "Indeed he is." As she grins.
"Tell us, Amamiya-san," Saketoba asked Nanami eagerly upon turning to her while still groping Dustin's groin. "Was it painful when he stuck this rod of meat into you?!"
"Ah . . . Ah w-well," Nanami began bashfully while twiddling the tips of her forefingers together and looking away as sweat runs down her face. "I-It did . . . hurt when he . . . put it in. B-But," as she rubs the back of her neck while her discomfort increases, "h-he was . . . g-gentle. S-So it stopped hurting."
"Ooh!" Yamada and Saketoba intoned as they continue groping Dustin.
"Did you enjoy yourself?" Saketoba asked Nanami.
Nanami blushed all the more harder. "Y-Yes."
"Ooh!" Yamada and Saketoba intoned more intensely as they glance at each other, then look up at Dustin, of whom the two are still groping and who now has the look of fighting against the sensation of growing pleasure.
"Since your penis has become erect again, it must mean that you are enjoying this, Dasutin-san," Yamada said with a coquettish expression while continuing to grope him, then turns to Nanami. "Would you like to stick around and watch us, Amamiya-san?"
"I . . . uh . . . well," Nanami said conflictedly.
That is when her cellphone sounds off, causing her to make a start, and she takes it out to answer.
"Where are you?!" a voice demand from it.
"Uh, mom!" Nanami exclaimed. "I'm with some friends right now!"
"Well supper is soon and you're not home yet!"
"Got it! I'm on my way! Goodbye!"
The call ends.
"That was my mom!" Nanami said, then does a quick bow. "I am so sorry but I have to leave!"
"Hold on, Nanami, I want to give you something," Dustin stated against the effort. "Could you both stop that so I can do something for Nanami!"
Saketoba and Yamada cease foddling Dustin as he takes out another hotel card, along with his pen. He turns to brace the card against the wall. His eyes suddenly go wide as his irises shrink and mouth tightens. It is because Yamada and Saketoba are fondling his buttocks, and further underneath.
Dustin screws up his determination as he carefully prints out his name on the back of the card. Upon finishing he turns around, causing the pair to stop.
"Hand the card to Amamiya-san with both hands, Dasutin-san," Saketoba said as she demonstrates with her hands out. "It is the polite way of giving them here in Japan."
"Um, okay," he said, and does so to Nanami, who takes the card.
"Oh and Nanami?" Dustin said to her as he reaches out with both hands, clasping the sides of her face. "Here is something else I want to give you."
He closes his face in to her own and gives her a French kiss, causing Nanami to gasp. The other two girls to stare in wonderment.
Dustin and Nanami break the kiss.
"Hopefully I can get to see you again sometime, Nanami," he said.
"Er, yes," Nanami said. "Maybe I'll see you again sometime too, Dasutin-kun. See you later." As she gives a brief bow then turns to leave.
Dustin and the other two girls watch Nanami hurry off until she is gone.
"Now then, Dasutin-kun," Saketoba said to him with a lustful expression. "Follow us and we will take better care of you."
"What about your part-time job?" Yamada asked.
"Actually, I just stuck a sign down there saying that I'll be back in awhile," Saketoba said, then raises a key. "Now let's go to that room."
"Ah, yes, that room," Yamada noted.
Dustin follows the two girls to another room. Saketoba opens it and they enter, showing it to be an art studio.
"This room is actually used by some of our customers," Saketoba said to Dustin.
"Let me guess, they have an art fetish," Dustin said with a wry expression as he walks in while looking around.
"Yes," Saketoba said, then claps her hands together. "Okay . . . Let me clarify once more of what we are going to do with you: we are going to draw pictures of you nude, then we are going to take turns drawing each other doing sexual acts with you, so we will not be doing any actual moving to get to climax. Now let us get started."
As she begins undressing upon speaking that last sentence.
"Before we do so, this should get you both fired up," Dustin said as he walks up to Saketoba, then stoops down and steadies her face. He gives her a French kiss. He next walks over to Yamada and also gives her the same.
The two girls undress all the more eagerly, along with Dustin.