When I was tasked with finding accommodation for our company trip, I found a secluded Western-style inn rumored to have a beautiful manager. Finally, the day of the company trip arrived. When we arrived at the inn, the manager appeared, even more beautiful than the rumors suggested. She smiled at us as we stared in admiration. However, deep within her eyes, she saw through our weak, masochistic tendencies. My senior colleague was berated with sweet yet sharp words, the department head fawned over the manager in a pathetic state we had never seen before, and my colleague was anally penetrated, moaning and gasping... As I watched this shocking scene unfold, still reeling from the shock, the manager's wicked hand of discipline slowly reached out to me as well.