” “Would you tell her for me?” “Tell her what?” “Tell her I want to talk to her, you know. And what it’s about?” “I can do that. Sur....” Jasmine was silent as their drinks were delivered. After sipping hers, she sighed. “You think we’ll do that again? You know. Like we did last time?” Kevin gave her a smile. “I do hope so. I loved watching Karla seduce Jeremy.” “What about me. Was I good for you?” Kevin reached over to grasp the hand with the black nail polish. “You were wonderful, Jasmine.. "My tears started to form in my eyes."Oh also he left you that letter on the table."I waited till she left and I grabbed the letter with shaky hands and tears in my eyes. I read the letter and started to cry. I dropped it on the table and raced to the bathroom, where I threw up in the toilet. I washed my face and rinsed my mouth. I went back into the kitchen and reread the letter. I took the letter to bed with me and cried myself to sleep.Sunday morning I was sick. I am feverish, my throat is. Soon we were in the club and the things I saw onlyconfirmed my worst fears about a place with a name like The Dungeon. Itwas a total BDSM party, at least for the Doms and Dommes. For theSissies, Slaves, and Submissives, it was sheer pain and terror.Every imaginable sort of torture implement was being used. There werefucking machines working over numerous sissies, slaves and submissives,while implements of pain were used at the same time. They appeared to bescreaming in pain, but gags made sure. I was made to lie on my side and i could hear a wrapper being opened behind as she put a condom on. Very swiftly as i was trying to say no she was sliding a slightly lubed finger into my bum. I was about to explain i hadnt had chance to douche earlier but she put her hand gently over my mouth and started nudging her thick tool against my opening. I kept trying to clench my bum to keep it out but again swiftly she was in me. It was excrutiating pain for a few seconds and then it was suddenly.