A chance reunion with a sexual harassment teacher from his student days at a delivery health service. From that day on, I was forced to be a sexually treated pet.

After marrying my husband for a few years, I decided to start the cooking class I had longed for, using the funds I had saved up steadily. It was a month before the opening, and the discussion was progressing smoothly, but due to the clever lie from the person in charge, he was completely taken away with the security deposit. Without wanting to cause trouble and worry to my husband, I decided to work at the store in the evening by having the landlord wait for a month to pay. I was enduring the humiliation of days, telling me I would save up money, but the man I would most want to meet comes as a customer...