The Succubus Maze, an ever-hungry establishment that dealt with the oldest profession known to men, prostitution, sex, and anything that gets pussies wet and dicks rock hard. No matter what had happened a few days prior, the den of decadence was already filled with pervs trying to get their rocks off.
"T-this…umm…" Right as Aura walked in through the beads, she was met with a sight that she would've expected to see before. Dancing on stage were numerous girls dressed in glistering waist belts and transparent veils as clothing that hid practically nothing. Both men and women watched the girls shaking their hips, and even touching themselves on stage, all the while their own hands kept rubbing inside their underwear. "This is worse than my son's room…"
"I don't know Aura, this place doesn't smell at all," Tanya responded, not as affected by the depraved nature of the customers and the service.
