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39. THE MARQUIS

~STEPHAN

The pale-faced fear gripped the blonde-haired girl and led us through the dark lust filled room. We walked among naked men and women writhing together naked in a haze of pleasure.

The room had a heavy scent of sweat, sex, and body odors that assailed my nostrils. The intertwined moaning and groaning of naked people was loud and disconcerting.

No one seemed to notice us as we silently made our way to the doors of the Marquis. The lights in the room flashed continuously between red and purple, giving the room an arousing ambiance.

I knew the reason Pamela showed her firearm was to encourage the girl to lead us out of the debauchery taking place because it made her uncomfortable.

Some women were tied up in flexible positions hanging from the ceiling. They were tied in such a way that their asses and cunts were exposed to all.

Their mouths were covered in ball gags more as a sexual thing than to keep them from screaming. I saw men randomly fucking these women an