She had seen enough. Though she only sensed her surroundings indistinctly, she felt she had to leave this place at once. Her husband shoved the pipe in her mouth, she inhaled, and suddenly it occurred to her that with each drag, her movements and thoughts were becoming more sluggish. They left the dominatrices with the men and stepped out into the hallway. They walked along it until they reached the next–to–last room. Her husband opened the door. She shuddered; she couldn’t imagine what could possibly lay in waiting here.
But the room was empty. They stepped inside, and he locked the door behind them. He pressed his wife against the wall and unbuttoned her jacket. He began nibbling her breasts while placing the pipe between her lips again. She felt that while earlier the champagne had diz
