The maids

It was one of the maids. Gale looked at her. She couldn't be more than 19. She was quickly surrounded by the other three maids, and felt hands at her elbows. "I see you trying to tease the boys over there. This is Japan. You don't just walk in and think you can fuck whoever you want. You want to flirt on my block, you give me your pussy first." the maid in front of her said. Gale looked to either side. The girls were amazingly feminine, but the look in their eyes told her they were deadly serious. Gale was no stranger to defending herself if she had to, but four of them...
The maid in front of her slid her hand along Gale's exposed leg, pushing her dress up. She decided to pretend to not understand Japanese, and see just where this was going.

She could just see the boys over her shoulder. It looked like they were still watching, waiting to see how this played out. Gale met the girl in front of her's eyes as her hand traveled further up her dress until it started to play over her bare sex. She had no idea what else to do, so she sighed, dropped her gaze in submission, and opened her legs slightly. The girl smiled, and slid her hand between them. She felt herself getting wet almost immediately. "Oh God, its happening already..." she thought, watching as people went by, pretending to ignore the show.

"Leave her alone Rei. She is just lost." Gale heard over her shoulder. It was one of the boys. Even as he said it, Gale felt fingers pushing her lips apart. Her breath deepened as the maid behind her slid her hands up along her sides. She knew for sure the boy could see what was happening now. He didn't seem to be in any hurry to storm in and save her, so Gale just bit her lip as she felt slim fingers slide into her hot, wet sex. The hands on her side slid over her ribs, and under her dress.
She felt sex juices covering the maid's fingers as she slid them in and out. The girl had a wicked smile.

"I don't know about that, Kensho. She seems to be right where she wants to be." the girl said as her fingers buried deeper and faster into her. Delicate little hands had found her heaving, heavy breasts, and were sliding over them under her dress. Gale felt the boy's breath on her neck.

"I can see that, but you know that new cop doesn't like your little shows. The last girl didn't get out of jail for a week, and we both know what happens to pretty little things like you in his jail." the boy said, he own hand sliding around Gale's waist. "Lets all go to the club, and we can figure out what to do with our guest there." The girl gave him a look that could pierce steel, but slowly withdrew her fingers. Still staring into his eyes, she offered him a taste of her fingers. He sucked them into his mouth, and savored Gale's taste.

Gale was swept away with them, heading through the doors of a club she didn't even catch the name of. The group of them were quite a sight, for sure. Four boys, four maids, and herself. The people in the club were a mishmash of Japanese subcultures, and the music a hard electronic dance pumped out from multidirectional speakers. He, and the other boys, guide Gale to a table with wraparound bench seating. The boys on one side, the maids on the other, and Gale stuck in the middle. He smiles oddly at her, and calls over a server. "Sake. All around." he says with a gesture that ends with his arm around her shoulders.

The lead maid leaned in close to her ear, and in heavily accented English, whispered "I'm going to go dance now. When I'm done, I'm going to take you to the restroom, shove my panties in your mouth, and fuck your pussy until you cry." The sake arrived as Gale looked at the maid. Something was off about her appearance. She couldn't quite figure it out. They all slammed their sake, and another round was ordered. She gave Gale a quick peck on the cheek, and her and the other maids slid out from the booth. She watched them slide into the crowd, their long, sparkling fishnet covered legs easily visible as they insinuated themselves into the dancers.

The boy pulled her closer, now that the maid was gone. "You know, you don't have to pretend to not understand Japanese. Its pretty obvious from your reactions you know what we are saying. Why, I'd even guess that you came downtown to find yourself in just such a situation as you are in now." Two of the boys stood up, and slid into the booth on the other side of her. Gale was stuck. She stared ahead, watching the maids grind against each other, and the other dancers. She noticed they only danced with the other women.

"What is their deal, anyway?" Gale asked, unsurprised that one of their hands was on her thigh. Kensho looked over the top of his aviators at her, and grinned.

"Well..."