The women in our office are around thirty and hopelessly sexually frustrated. During a company trip, they corner me, the useless junior guy, and one drunken coworker suggests playing the King Game. Even though it starts as a game, the women quickly become aroused when I touch their bodies after going so long without a man. I get bolder and issue increasingly filthy commands. At this hot-spring inn, rank no longer matters—bosses and subordinates alike must obey the king.