I Planned My Escape Because I Knew Her Secret - Episode 33

Madoka, who had been facing me, straightened up as if to correct her posture, sat up straight, let out a big white breath, and then began to speak while still facing forward.

“The reason I worked at the BDSM club wasn’t because of kinks or sexual desire. It was to relieve stress. You might think it’s a trivial reason, but looking back now, I think stress was the main reason.”

“Really? I thought you had that kind of kink and had been into it for a long time. Is it stress?”

“Yeah. Even after entering university, graduating, and getting a job, I was always feeling stressed.”

“Could it be that it’s just pick-up lines or sexual harassment?”

When she was in college, Madoka was fed up with the endless stream of random men who approached her, and sometimes it showed on her face, giving her an incredibly cold and sullen expression.

“Yeah, that’s the biggest stress for me. It was the same at university, and it was terrible during job hunting when I had to attend various briefings and visit different companies. Other university students would come up to me too casually, and during interviews, the interviewers would give me creepy, lecherous smiles and ask borderline sexual harassment questions. But I didn’t want to lose to that. I’m Masakun’s girlfriend, and I’m not interested in any other men. People with obvious ulterior motives were just unpleasant. I seriously thought that all men except for Masakun should just die.”

“Ah, yeah. I felt that Madoka had that kind of side too.”

“That kind of thing didn’t just happen when I was a student; it continued even after I got a job. But once you’re in the company, the people involved become seniors or bosses. If it was some random guy I didn’t know, I could just ignore him or glare him down, but with bosses, I couldn’t do that. Plus, in the company, it’s not just men but also women who attack you. The jealousy among women is really insidious. Women’s jealousy is truly troublesome. Now that I’m over 30, I can at least silence someone if something happens, but as a new employee back then, I just had to endure it.”

“But for a big company like Madoka’s, if you report it to the right place, won’t they handle it properly? These days, companies are all strict about compliance, right?”

“Yeah, right? I think so too. Actually, I consulted about it myself. But it ended with just half-hearted warnings, and nothing changed. It takes courage for a newcomer to speak up, but even if they do, if the other person is in a certain position or has a certain status, they just brush it off to avoid any trouble. It’s a bit better now, but back then it was like that, so I gave up quickly.”

“I see… I had no idea.”

“So, you know, I used to think of my part-time job at the SM club during my student days as just a way to make some money, and I quit it right after graduation. But eventually, I ended up going back around the summer of my first year at the job. The part-time job at the club was just the right outlet for the stress I was dealing with at the company.”

Madoka’s expression is calm, but she seems tense, and the hand gripping my left hand has been tightening for a while now.

“I worked as an S mistress at an SM club. But you might not believe it, I never touched the customers’ bodies during play, nor did I let them touch mine. I would tease them with words, expressions, and tools. I absolutely hated the idea of being touched or shown naked by any man other than Masa-kun, so when I first mentioned that, it was agreed that all those services would be off-limits.”

I’m not familiar with the adult entertainment industry, so I don’t know, but are there really hostesses like that? Can you really get hired under those conditions?

“Also, it would be a lie to say I had no interest in BDSM, but I don’t have a strong desire or kink to want to become a BDSM mistress. Of course, I’ve never met anyone with that kind of interest outside of my part-time job. So-called professional BDSM mistresses? I was just providing that kind of service as a job.”

“I’ve never been to a brothel, so I have no idea, but don’t they get fired for constantly saying no? Does that mean there’s a demand for mistresses like that?”

“Is that how it will be? At first, I received various explanations at that shop, and when I clearly said that none of it was possible for me and that I couldn’t work there, they suggested trying without any direct services. So, we decided to go in that direction, but initially, I didn’t get any requests from customers at all. The shop’s photos on the website and in adult magazines didn’t show my face, and all direct services were off-limits, so it was only natural. However, with various advice from the seniors at the shop, we decided to allow my

“In other words, it’s not about the quality of the performance, but about attracting customers with looks.”

“Yeah, that’s right. At first, my seniors often got mad at me, asking, ‘Are you taking this job lightly?’ But I wasn’t that attached to the work at the store, and I told them, ‘I have things I can’t give up on too.’ Gradually, people in the store started to recognize me as that kind of person. Or maybe they were just exasperated? Regular customers started to come in a bit more, and no one complained anymore. In fact, they even said I had a talent for attracting customers despite having so many things I couldn’t do.”

Being insulted or bullied with whips and candles by a girl around twenty with this appearance might be irresistible to those with such fetishes, but I really can’t seem to understand it.

“I’m going to put it bluntly, but basically, Madoka hated having her appearance commented on by anyone other than me, so she took out her frustration on the customers who requested her as a dominatrix by playing along with their requests. Is that how she relieved her stress? And the customers, they were looking for that kind of thing from Madoka, so their needs matched perfectly? It’s still hard for me to understand, but is the world of BDSM really that deep?”

“As for me, I guess that’s how it turned out. Since all the customers were men, the unusual act of humiliating and insulting them made me feel exhilarated and gave me a sense of pleasure, and I became addicted to it as it temporarily freed me from daily stress. I always imagined my boss who constantly sexually harassed me and the overly familiar senior employees while insulting them. It was something I could never do towards Masa-kun, and I could never show such a side to him, but it definitely helped relieve my stress. As for the customers, everyone has their own preferences. There were many people I couldn’t understand, but it was certain that there were those who enjoyed it.”

“I somehow understood why Madoka continued as an SM worker. But what I still don’t get is what made her start working at that SM club in the first place. What happened that made Madoka decide to work there? That’s what I can’t figure out the most. The Madoka I know is serious, honest, and pure. She’s a bit naughty in front of me, but she never makes dirty jokes in front of others. When I first found out about Madoka and the s3x industry, I couldn’t connect the two at all. I couldn’t imagine it and I really couldn’t believe it.”

When I asked, Madoka looked down and stared intently at my left hand, which she was holding.