Abigail
Holy smokes, this was intense.
I was in one of the Watch Rooms in the club.
Red light filled the space, casting everything in shades of red and black. The raised platform in the center of the room held a woman.
Her blonde hair splayed around her head as she whimpered. Her wrists and ankles were bound together. Her legs were folded back, knees toward her ears, showing off her pussy glistening under the red light.
A silver mask glowed on her face as three men circled her, their dicks dangling as they moved.
I found a couch near the wall and dropped my ass on it. The room had a cabinet close to the couch, and dildos and vibrators winked at me from their boxes. Oh damn, the sanctuary really went all out to celebrate the owner's birthday.
I rose, picking a slim rose gold vibrator still sealed in its packaging and dropped back on the sofa. My black lingerie cupped my heaving tits, a tiny patch of panties barely covering my rapidly wet pussy.
