I am laying on a divan in a dark room. I can see stone walls. Three walls have a door, the fourth has a stairway going up. Gear and all sorts of items...are all over the place. Gags, harnesses, whips, floggers, ropes, chains…everything an equipped dungeon should have.I sit up and realize thirsty I am. And just as I am thinking of it, he comes down the stairs. Glass in hand.The bastard is smiling as he hands me the glass of water. I sip at it. Glaring at him.Eye brow arched and arms crossed, “Now,. Like ... like I’d be doing her a favor, shooting her. Christ I want to kill her, I want revenge, I want to rip that bitch in half and make her watch her guts fall out. And I let it slip away.”This was turning into a confession, and Damien had to wonder how a normal priest would handle this. The Lancea et Sanctum did not look for confessions from its Kindred. Kindred were to be God’s monsters, and were already damned. Sins against God were irrelevant and immaterial to Kindred. All that mattered. She then pulled herself up, raising her other leg, placing both stilettos onto the brick sitting area and firmly holding onto the mantle with both hands.Her legs were spread about 3 feet apart displaying her voluptuous butt with her butt plug shinning and provided a full view of her pussy and the dangling chain. She then reached down with one hand and slowly rubbed her pussy from the front. You could tell she was rubbing pretty hard because her pussy lips smooshed together and then her slit. She then dressed into the next set of clothes Josh brought in for her. All the while under the watchful eyes of the guys she had just spent the last few hours draining cum from. It was almost five when they said goodbye to Steve. Josh then got them something to eat at a Hardy’s drive thru and when they were back on the highway he set the cruise and started to eat his burger. Sally told Josh she was going to wait until after she finished giving him his 6 o’clock blow job. No matter what.