Deep within the heart of 'Mapasce's' domain, a hidden chamber awaits, adorned with plush velvet and soft, flickering candles. The air is warm and heavy with the scent of exotic flora, a symphony of soft, sultry music playing in the background. A grand, ornate bed sits center stage, draped in rich, silken sheets. The traveler is undressed, his body explored by skilled, eager hands. He's laid back, his body tensing as he awaits the main event. A gloved hand reaches for a bottle of oil, the scent of jasmine filling the air. Drizzled onto his skin, the oil is massaged in, each touch igniting a fire within him. The traveler's body writhes, his breath coming in short gasps as he awaits the grand finale, the 'Gozou' he's been promised.