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[Prostitution in Japan] (01-02) Author: 6park_jlion 

Author: 6park_jlion
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the island nations is famous for its adult films, and its brothels are also diverse and varied. Today, I'll talk about a few that
I've personally experienced .

Japanese men with a bit of power (able to get reimbursed by the company with receipts) or a bit of money
like to go to a bar for a drink after work. Japanese companies are stressful, and talking to your wife at home is like
talking to a brick wall. So, a group of men get together and drink themselves into oblivion, venting their frustrations, badmouthing their bosses
, and telling dirty jokes they wouldn't dare say at work. These places usually don't have female companions, or if they do, it's
a madam in her forties or fifties. There was one near my company, and once my boss called me there for a visit.
Even now thinking back on it makes me laugh. A group of older men sat in a row drinking, taking turns
singing karaoke on a small stage. The madam was a middle-aged woman; you could tell she must have been very beautiful in her youth.
I forced myself to sit for an hour, but I got so bored that I made an excuse and slipped home. There's another type where there are
hostesses. Each customer is accompanied by a young, beautiful woman who serves drinks and chats with them.
However, these hostesses generally don't offer sexual services, and they're expensive. The first time I went to such a place was
one winter when I accompanied a senior colleague on a business trip to Hokkaido. There's a
place called Susukino near Sapporo, supposedly the second most prestigious place in Japan after Kabukicho in Tokyo, with high-quality hostesses and more reasonable prices than in
Tokyo . My colleague, who enjoys this kind of thing, was dragged along for an
hour, costing about 10,000 yen per person. He and his hostess were having a great time. I was completely
unfamiliar with this kind of thing, but I didn't want to spoil his fun, so I forced myself to chat with my hostess
for a bit. When it came time to pay, I was thinking, "I spent an hour chatting with you guys, why
do I have to pay in the end?" Once, while on a business trip in Taiwan, I asked a Japanese man, "What do
you Japanese people go to these kinds of places for?" He replied, "To simulate romance." It makes me think about
how hard Japanese men work; they toil away, earning money to support their families, often lacking meaningful emotional connection with them. Their inherent
male chauvinism prevents them from doing this. The young women in their companies avoid older men, so
these wealthy and powerful men have no choice but to pay someone to have a simulated romance with them.

In Japan, prostitution is called "selling spring." Prostitution is illegal in Japan, violating
the Prostitution Prohibition Law passed by the Japanese Diet in 1956. This law explicitly states that no one may engage in prostitution or be the object of
prostitution prostitution is forbidden, and soliciting is also forbidden. The meticulous Japanese even define
sexual intercourse for the purpose of obtaining equivalent benefits or a promise of equivalent benefits as "selling spring." Most incredibly, they even regulate the definition of sexual intercourse,
stipulating that any penetration of the female genitalia by the male, regardless of whether ejaculation occurs, constitutes sexual intercourse. People might ask,
then why are there so many brothels in Japan? Is Japan like China, with lax enforcement of laws? Not at all.
While the prostitution prohibition law is indeed strict, its implementation is extremely difficult. Take the most famous
example, the Soapland. Ostensibly, customers pay upon entering, and a woman leads them to a private room to bathe them; in reality,
it's a brothel. The Japanese explanation is that the money paid by the customer is payment for the woman's bathing service. Even if other
things happen, it's because of a good relationship, a natural progression, not involving monetary compensation. Besides, the law requires
evidence . If a man and woman are alone in a room, how would a third party know if
they engaged in any sexual activity? Forcibly entering to investigate would involve human rights, which are highly valued in capitalist societies. See how well this explanation works?
Thus , these places become legal venues for sex work.

Part Two

: Last time, we discussed why Soapland in Japan is a legal brothel. Now, let's delve into the
specific services offered by Soapland. Soaplands in Japan are very similar to saunas in China,
the only difference being that there's always a large inflatable mat. The main attraction is
the service , where they create lots of bubbles using something like soapy water – I think that
's where the name "soapland" comes from. Generally, Japanese soaplands
are divided into three levels based on price: high-end (over 60,000 yen), low-end (under 20,000 yen), and
mid-range (20,000 to 60,000 yen). I've only experienced the high-end, but according to Japanese reviews,
the services are pretty much the same regardless of the level; the price difference comes from the girls' looks and the quality of service.

My first experience with a soapland was thanks to Japanese adult films. A few years ago,
when Bitto Rent was popular, I'd download adult videos at home and watch them as a pastime
. Once, I saw a very beautiful actress and downloaded almost all of her works to watch. I even
looked up her information online and was surprised to find that she worked at a sofa in Kyushu.
Whether she became a prostitute because of her acting skills or because she was a prostitute, I don't know. I thought, for 60,000 yen, I could have
sex Kyushu is only about an hour's flight from Tokyo, so I decided to take
a sofa trip. I called the Kyushu store to book the nearest weekend, booked
my plane ticket, and waited anxiously for the weekend to arrive.

On the morning of the weekend, I got up, had some breakfast, and headed to Haneda Airport. The flight was on time, and
after landing at the local airport at noon, I took a bus to the city, called the store to make a final confirmation, ate
a bowl of Kyushu ramen at a small noodle shop near the store, and when it was almost time, I went to the store. Sofas in Japan are all
concentrated in one area, which is generally known as the red-light district. On my way to that shop, I passed other shops,
each with elderly men soliciting customers. Chatting and laughing with them, I unknowingly arrived at the shop where
the actress worked. The staff all wore ties and vests, speaking politely and respectfully, which I found quite
pleasant. Upon entering, I changed into the shop's slippers, gave my name, and confirmed my appointment. A waiter
then led me to a waiting room. Capitalist societies value privacy, and this place, along with
the generally had individual cubicles for each customer. While there was interaction between the staff, you were unlikely to encounter
other customers. After sitting down on the sofa, the waiter provided a damp towel for wiping my hands, a cup of tea, and a small packet of snacks.
He pulled a photo out of his pocket and asked if this was the woman I had booked. I recognized
her immediately . I nodded to the guy to confirm. He said the girl was still getting her makeup done and asked me to wait
a moment before leaving. A little while later, I heard a familiar female voice calling my name from outside the door. I turned around and saw her. She was wearing a
white, tight-fitting dress, which accentuated her stunning figure. Even with light makeup, she was radiant. The actress
took my arm and led me upstairs to her room. After taking off her shoes, we went inside.

The room wasn't big; there was a dressing table, a bed, mirrors on the ceiling and walls, a small bathtub, and
a large inflatable mattress taller than a person on the wall next to it. After a few pleasantries, we got down to business. The actress
knelt to acknowledge my visit and then helped me undress. An interesting detail was that
before taking off my underwear, she first covered my thighs with a towel and then pulled it down from under the towel. She
did the same thing at several other places I went to later. Was it to cover up her modesty?! After undressing me, the actress started undressing herself.
When she got down to her bra, she shyly asked me to help her. I couldn't resist grabbing her breasts with both hands and hugging her tightly from behind.
My penis was already rock hard, pressing against her buttocks. The actress turned around and smiled sweetly, saying, "You're so energetic!"
The actress asked if I wanted to go to the bed first or try the cushion first. I thought since it was my first time, I'd try the cushion first. The actress
said, "Wait a minute, I'll get ready." Watching her, a woman, carry such a large cushion to the back, I felt that it was
n't easy for them. The actress rinsed the air mattress with hot water and said it was ready. She then gestured for me to lie down and began her
service, what's known in China as "water massage." She lathered my body with soap and then roamed all over with her body and tongue
. I'd experienced this before in Dongguan and hadn't thought much of it. After the B side came the A side, followed by the B
lowjob. Before I knew it, the actress had already inserted my penis into her vagina. When I realized what was happening
, I realized I wasn't wearing a condom. The actress said she already had one on; apparently, she'd put one on during the lowjob
without me noticing. Her technique was amazing. Until the first round was over, I noticed
the actress had kept the hot water pipe under the mattress, keeping it warm. When I asked, she said she was keeping
the mattress warm to keep me cool. Such service! After the first round, the actress led me to the shower
to rinse off, then to the small bathtub. It wasn't big, just enough for two people.
We chatted , and I told her I'd admired her work for a long time and it was an honor to meet her today. The actress didn't seem to like
talking about her work; I sensed she was just politely brushing me off, so I decided to let it go. While soaking, my penis
became erect again, so we had a second round of lovemaking in the bathtub, using a rear-entry position. Finally, we returned to the bed to finish
the third round. It was almost time to get ready, and the actress helped me get dressed. She then put on a white dress herself.
The phone rang in the room, announcing the end of the time. After a deep hug, she took my
arm and led me back to the lounge where we started.

Photos of all the girls registered at the shop were already on the table. The photos on the Japanese Soapland
website were mostly blurred; it seemed only in the shop could you see their true faces.
I glanced at them; they all showed signs of being photoshopped, but I didn't pay much attention. The waiter came in and asked what I wanted to drink.
He also gave me a HERO interview, asking how many rounds I'd had. Then he handed me
a service questionnaire. I don't remember the exact content, but it was mostly questions about the service.
Because I had to catch my flight back to Tokyo, I quickly filled it out and headed straight for the airport, ending my first
Soapland experience.

I went again a month later, but even though it was only a two-hour flight, going to the airport
was a hassle, so I didn't go again. There are also large red-light districts near Kawasaki and Nippori in the Kanto region.
I went there a few times, and the services and procedures were always the same. There's a place in Kawasaki that charges 70,000 yen for unprotected sex,
which I've always been curious about, but I've never had the courage to try it. Soapland in the Kansai region isn't
as developed as in the Kanto region. Once, when I was traveling in Kyoto, I searched for ages and finally found a red-light district in nearby Shiga, but the quality of
the girls was appalling.

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