Everyone turned as Sir strode into the roped-off area. The man halted, and Jessica sucked in a relieved breath. His eyes were maddened his fist rose as he stepped forward. She backed up a step, her heart hammering against her ribs. The brief thrill disappeared as he slowly got to his feet. Aside from karate classes in college, she’d never hit anyone. Jessica punched him right in the face, knocking him down, shocking herself. A lot of people were milling around in there, and the noises made Jessica’s stomach twist: screams, the sound of a whip, begging. Ah, some of the flickering wall sconces had red-tinted bulbs.Īt the end of the room, open double doors led into a wide hallway. The farther she got from the entrance, the more the lighting changed, growing ominous. The woman in a black catsuit was telling the other, “Your safe word is banana. She passed two women talking together on a couch. Hurrying past, she could only think, These people are crazy. No, she didn’t want to watch this - no way. Completely appalled, Jessica stared for a moment, pulling her legs together in reaction. This time the shackled person was a male whose female boss was whipping him in horrible places. At one of the well-lit stations, a person was tied on what must be that St.
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