Serina
The noise is what gets to me first. The screaming sound of pain and the moans of complete bliss mixed together. Once my eyes adjust to the lower lighting I can better take in what is making the noises that have my body craving the unknown.
There are three walls set up with different contraptions, with someone shackled to each. The fourth wall is bare but allows for seating to be set up in a way that an on looker can take in the three shows all at once.
"That over there is called a Saint Andrews Cross."
The first wall he points at has a big X made from some sort of dark wood, drilled into the wall. There is a pad that lands about mid back on the lady that is strapped to it. She is shackled at both hands and both ankles. As a whip type item hits her bare brea
