One month had passed since the cabaret club opened, and we already had a mountain of problems.
"…They're drinking way too much."
The luxury drink commission system had been a complete failure.
The more the girls drank, the more money they made. And since the alcohol tasted amazing, the result was predictable.
Service quickly became more and more extreme.
In just one month, some girls were already letting customers grope their breasts. It hadn't turned fully explicit yet, but it was only a matter of time before it spread through the entire shop.
This was bad.
"So what should we do instead?"
The current system clearly wasn't working. We needed a better alternative.
I sat down with Avael to discuss it.
"The luxury drink system itself isn't the problem. The issue is that the reward is directly tied to how much they drink."
Avael spoke while casually sipping her own glass of wine.
"Then what do you suggest? Honestly, the girls love the 'effort equals direct reward' part. We can't just remove it without offering something else."
I nodded.
"Back in my old world, there were quotas—things like 'companionship' and 'nominations.' The girls had to bring in a certain number of regular customers."
"Ah, the fixed-customer system. That could work."
The only reason I hadn't tried it before was the lack of phones in this world. How were they supposed to meet quotas without being able to call people?
Still, maybe a simple regular-customer reward system would be enough?
But counting and tracking that sounded like a nightmare.
Avael thought for a moment.
"I don't have any brilliant ideas right now. Why don't we ask the girls themselves?"
We gathered all ten of them for a meeting.
"We don't want the service to keep getting more extreme. The current luxury drink system is causing too many problems. We want to improve it."
The girls made uncomfortable faces.
One of them raised her hand.
"We actually like the current system. It gives us motivation to work hard."
"We're planning to keep some kind of reward system. But the luxury drink setup leads to excessive drinking and over-the-top service."
In short, it was going too far.
Some girls were drinking up to fifty cups in a single night. That was insane.
"We'd like to hear your ideas for a better system."
The girls looked at each other. Then the youngest one raised her hand.
"What if we buy the drinks from the shop and then sell them to the customers ourselves?"
Basically, the shop would sell alcohol to the girls at a set price, and the girls would resell it to customers at a markup. The profit would be their income.
"Let's try that for now."
We abolished the old luxury drink commission.
From then on, the girls earned money based on how much alcohol they successfully sold to customers while entertaining them. Customer interaction stayed mostly the same—the only change was that the girls no longer had a reason to force themselves to drink excessively.
The first two days went smoothly.
On the third day, Avael threw in the towel.
"This is impossible."
Counting every single drink sold to the girls had become an absolute nightmare.
Avael sighed.
"Since you can produce unlimited alcohol anyway, why not just make it all-you-can-drink and charge by time?"
"But then how do we handle rewards?"
That was the real question—how to keep the girls motivated.
"Maybe a nomination system? Extra pay when they get nominated?"
"Hmm… nominations…"
Avael didn't seem convinced.
I decided to ask the smart one for help.
When I explained everything to Yuira, she smiled gently.
"I'm against a nomination system~. It won't stop the service from becoming more extreme~."
I nodded.
"The customers are already very satisfied~. The only remaining issue is the girls' motivation~. So why not introduce a simple system that gives them something to strive for~?"
She continued.
"In my opinion, the current system is fine~. As for Avael's workload, we can improve the accounting process~."
In other words:
"The girls accompany the customers all the way to checkout. They keep a simple record. A percentage of the total bill becomes their reward."
"Ah, so the accounting is only done at the very end. That makes sense."
Avael finally looked convinced.
We prepared special wooden tablets for the girls to write down the bills.
But even then…
"…All-you-can-drink by time would still make accounting way easier."
"Yeah, it would."
Counting individual cups was exhausting.
The only problem was timekeeping.
"We don't have clocks in the shop."
"How about hourglasses?"
"Oh!"
That was perfect.
We brought the idea back to the girls.
"All-you-can-drink sounds great!"
"And if it's timed, we won't have to force ourselves to drink so much!"
It was unanimous.
"I hope this one finally works!"
We invited the usual guild master and his group for a test run.
"We switched to all-you-can-drink. The price increases based on time spent."
"Ooh! That sounds nice. But… it feels a bit rushed, doesn't it?"
They had a point.
Even while chatting, the customers were gulping down drinks nonstop.
"If the price is the same whether you drink or not, of course you'll drink as much as possible."
They kept chugging.
"Hmm… this is tricky."
"Honestly, I'd rather relax and talk with the girls without feeling pressured by the clock."
We listened to their feedback and removed the all-you-can-drink option, switching back to itemized billing.
"It's so tiring!" Avael complained.
The accounting was still a huge burden.
"Ugh, I'm so stressed. I need sex!"
What kind of logic was that?
We were still open for business.
"Come here."
I followed Avael.
"Huh?"
She led me behind a large mirror.
"Why… can I see through to the other side?"
It was a one-way mirror. We could see the entire floor clearly—customers laughing and chatting with the girls—while they couldn't see us.
"It's a security mirror I made with my magic."
A real magic mirror.
When the hell did she install this?
"My magic specializes in this kind of thing."
Avael gave me a seductive smile.
"Doesn't it turn you on? Feeling like we're doing it right in front of everyone?"
She looked like a mischievous little devil—black hair, black eyes, that teasing expression.
"Aha♡ Hey, look at them♡ Doesn't it make you excited to fuck me while they're right there, completely unaware?♡"
She pulled her top down, exposing her perky breasts, and pressed them against me.
She whispered hotly into my ear.
"It's not soundproof. So be quiet, okay?♡"
The shop was still full. No one was leaving anytime soon. If we were careful… we might actually get away with it.
Public sex with so many people just on the other side of the glass.
It really was…
"…Yeah. It's turning me on."
"See?♡"
I slid her panties down. She was already soaking wet.
"Come on… just put it in♡ No foreplay needed♡ I'm already so wet for you♡"
I couldn't hold back.
I pushed her against the wall and thrust inside in one smooth motion.
"Nnnnnn!!!♡"
Avael quickly covered her own mouth with both hands.
Even so, a tiny moan escaped. One of the girls on the floor glanced back curiously for a second.
"Ahaha♡ So good♡ This is amazing♡"
I started moving, and the wet *schlick-schlick* sounds were embarrassingly loud.
Shit. What now?
I quickly lifted her up into a standing carry position—legs wrapped around my waist, her body bouncing on my cock while I ground deep inside her.
Instead of pistoning, I stirred her insides in slow, deep circles, stirring her pussy like I was trying to reshape it.
"Amazing♡ Aah♡ This feels so dirty♡"
The thrill of fucking right in front of a room full of customers was insane.
"Avael, I'm gonna cum soon."
"Go ahead♡"
I kept grinding my cock deep inside her, stirring her walls until I couldn't hold back anymore.
"Guuh—!!!"
"Nnnnn♡♡♡"
I pumped thick ropes of cum straight into her womb.
"Fufu♡ Such a big load♡"
Avael smiled mischievously. She grabbed a nearby cloth, rolled it up, and stuffed it deep into her pussy like a makeshift plug.
"Watch this♡"
She pulled her panties back up, trapping my cum inside her.
"Fufu… I'm going to go back out there with your cum still stuffed in my pussy♡"
So fucking hot.
Even though she was only doing accounting, Avael washed her hands and face carefully before returning to the floor.
But between her legs, my load was still plugged deep inside her.
Yeah… incredibly erotic.
Still, we really needed to fix the cabaret system somehow.
I kept thinking about better ideas while the night continued.
The moment the thick cloth plug disappeared between Avael's thighs, I lost all restraint.
I grabbed her slim waist, spun her around, and bent her forward so we were both facing the one-way mirror. On the other side, the girls chatted and laughed with customers, completely oblivious that their boss was about to get brutally fucked just behind the glass.
"Look at them," I growled low in her ear, yanking her long black hair back sharply like reins. "All those people laughing and drinking while I'm about to wreck your tight little pussy right here."
Avael's breath hitched, her voice already breathy with excitement. "Nnn… yes♡ They have no idea their manager is dripping wet and about to be used like a whore♡ Hurry… shove it back in♡ I need you deep inside me right now♡"
I slapped her firm ass hard—*SMACK!*—then again on the other cheek, watching the skin turn bright red.
"Beg properly. Tell me exactly how much you want to be railed while your employees work just on the other side."
"Please… fuck me hard♡ Use your thick cock to ruin your little devil manager while everyone's right there♡ I want to feel you pounding my womb so deep I have to bite my tongue to stay quiet♡ Choke me, slap me, pull my hair—do whatever you want♡"
I didn't wait another second.
I lined up and slammed into her soaked pussy in one savage thrust, burying every inch to the hilt.
"Nnnnnnngh—!!!♡♡♡"
Avael's hands flew to her mouth, but a muffled squeak still slipped out. One of the girls on the floor tilted her head, glancing around curiously for a moment before turning back to her customer.
I immediately started pounding her with deep, relentless strokes. Her body jolted forward with every powerful impact, her modest breasts bouncing wildly.
*Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap*
The wet, obscene sound of flesh slapping flesh echoed dangerously loud in the small hidden space.
"Fuck… you're absolutely drenched. You really get off on the risk, don't you? Getting fucked while your girls are working just inches away."
"Yes—♡♡ I do♡♡ Knowing they might hear us any second makes my pussy clench so tight—♡♡ Pull my hair harder—slap my ass red—choke me while you fuck me senseless—♡♡"
I wrapped her silky black hair around my fist and yanked her head back sharply, forcing her to arch her back while I hammered into her from behind. My other hand slid around her slender throat and squeezed firmly, cutting off just enough air to make her gasp.
"Feel that? I'm choking you while I rail you right behind the mirror. If you moan too loud, everyone will know their boss is getting treated like a cheap cumslut."
"Haa—!♡ Choke me more—♡ Slap my face—♡ I'm your secret cabaret whore—♡♡ Use me harder—♡♡"
*SMACK! SMACK!*
I slapped her flushed cheek from the side, then again on the other side, timing each sharp strike with a particularly deep, brutal thrust that made her pussy squelch loudly.
Avael's eyes rolled back, her walls fluttering and spasming wildly around my cock.
"I'm cumming—♡♡ I'm cumming already—guuuuhhhh♡♡♡ Don't stop—keep choking me—keep slapping me—♡♡"
I tightened my grip on her throat and kept pounding through her orgasm, never slowing my pace even as her pussy gushed around me.
When her climax finally began to fade, I pulled out, spun her around to face me, and lifted her up into a full standing carry position—her legs wrapped tightly around my waist, her back pressed against the cool mirror.
Now we were eye to eye as I bounced her on my cock, driving upward with savage force.
"Look over my shoulder," I ordered, slapping her ass hard—*SMACK SMACK*—while I continued bouncing her. "Watch them while I fuck you. Watch your employees smiling at customers while I breed their boss."
Avael stared past me at the busy floor, her voice trembling with filthy excitement.
"They're so close…♡ If I moan too loud they'll hear…♡ Harder—♡ Fuck me harder while I watch them—♡♡ Pound my womb—♡♡"
I slammed up into her relentlessly, using gravity to drive my cock even deeper with every bounce. Each upward thrust made her body jolt and her pussy make wet, squelching sounds.
*Schlick-schlick-schlick-schlick*
"Too loud—♡♡ The sound—♡ They'll notice—♡♡"
"Then stay quiet like a good slut," I growled, slapping her face again—*SMACK SMACK*—before grabbing her throat with both hands and squeezing hard while I kept bouncing her on my cock.
Avael's tongue lolled slightly, her eyes hazy with overwhelming pleasure as she struggled to keep her voice down to desperate whimpers.
"I can't—♡♡ It feels too good—♡♡ Your cock is battering my womb—♡♡ Choke me more—slap me harder—use me like your personal onahole—♡♡ I'm cumming again—♡♡ I'm cumming so hard—guuuuhhhh♡♡♡"
I choked her even tighter, slapped her cheeks repeatedly, and hammered upward until she came a second time, her pussy clamping down like a vice and gushing all over my cock.
Still buried deep inside her spasming cunt, I carried her a few steps closer to the mirror so her breasts were almost pressed flat against the glass.
"Imagine if the mirror shattered right now. Everyone would see their boss getting bred like a filthy slut right in front of them."
The filthy thought pushed Avael over the edge again. She shuddered violently in my arms.
"Do it—♡♡ Cum inside—♡♡ Fill me while they're right there—♡♡ Breed your manager in front of the whole shop—♡♡ Pump your hot cum deep into my womb—♡♡"
I slammed her down one final time, grinding as deep as possible while I unloaded rope after thick, heavy rope of cum straight into her fertile womb.
"Nnnnnnn—!!!♡♡♡ So much—♡♡ It's flooding me—♡♡ I can feel every spurt—♡♡"
Even after I finished, I kept her impaled on my cock, slowly grinding and stirring my load deep inside her while I kissed her roughly, biting her lower lip and claiming her mouth.
Avael smiled breathlessly against my lips, eyes sparkling with wicked mischief.
"Watch this♡"
She reached down between us, pulled the cloth plug out for a moment, then pushed it back in even deeper, making sure every single drop of my thick cum stayed trapped inside her.
"I'm going back out there right now… with your warm cum still plugged deep in my pussy♡ Every time I walk or sit down, I'll feel it squelching and leaking slowly inside me♡"
She gave me one last lewd, cum-flavored kiss, quickly fixed her clothes, washed her hands and face carefully, then stepped back onto the busy floor like nothing had happened at all.
But I knew the truth—between her legs, my heavy load was still warm and heavy inside her, sealed tight by the cloth plug, ready to remind her of exactly what we had done every single time she moved.
Extremely, deliciously erotic.
Still, the cabaret system needed fixing somehow.
I kept thinking about better ideas long after the night finally ended.