Beneath the glitter and excitement of Tokyo, behind the glass skyscrapers and the vital, throbbing economy, lies a country of forbidden sexual desires. Men who run multi-million yen empires during the day and take out their aggressions on women who will do anything….for a price. You can’t call them hookers, or call girls, or even prostitutes. And the rates they charge would make Washington’s call girls (the most expensive in the world) green with envy.
The closest thing you could call them would be happy girls, and the more expensive the fee, the more they will do.
The opening is troubling and strangely exciting. A close up of an extremely beautiful woman’s face, slightly frightened, gazing upward, while a man’s voice speaks. We see the banker who pays a fortune for a special girl to come and strip for him, while he slaps her ass and calls her every name in the book and forces her to dance against the glass window of a mega skyscraper.
