In the hall, which was roughly sixty to seventy square meters, the furniture was sparse, with only three exquisite long couches and four or five chairs.
And in the very center...
As Paige Summers looked down, she saw a life-sized wooden horse in the upper right section of the area. A man was squatting by the horse's legs, seemingly adjusting its height. Riding the horse was a naked woman... Although Paige didn't look too closely, she saw the woman's undulating curves and heard her stifled moans. And then she saw the bloodstains on the wooden horse's back, dripping from the woman's lower body. Paige quickly understood what it was—a sex toy!
That wasn't all.
To the lower left of the wooden horse, another man in a uniform was whipping a completely naked woman who was bound in layers of rope. With a flick of his wrist, red welts appeared on the woman's body, crisscrossing her full chest. The woman, in turn, let out gasps that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure.
