Kabir kept the leash wrapped tight around his fist as he led Amber down the narrow stone staircase into the main dungeon of Elysium Manor. The silk robe barely covered her, the thin fabric already slipping open to flash her heavy breasts and the slick shine between her thighs with every step. The moment they stepped into the vast underground chamber the air hit her like a drug. Low amber lights, the heavy scent of leather and sex, and the constant wet sounds of real fucking filled the space. Multiple raised platforms lined the room so guests could walk from scene to scene and watch every filthy detail up close.

Kabir tugged the leash sharply, forcing Amber’s head high. “Eyes open. You watch everything while I finger that greedy little pussy. And you do not come. Not once. Understand?”