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The pit was tucked way back in the mansion, really known only to club members. It was a generally circular room, sunken in the center, which held a smallish raised divan, stuffed like a mattress but upholstered. Gently rising tiers of chairs, love seats and couches encircled the sunken center. The lighting was carefully arranged so that the divan was nicely (though not too brightly or garishly) lit, while the surroundings were dimmer. The pit was notorious as the place the wildest and most depraved women (and men occasionally) would make themselves available to all comers, where any and all violations were allowed.

Once in the pit, and on the divan, you gave up every right to determine what happened to you. Your ordeal — or pleasure as the case may be — ended only when someone else pushed you off to take your place, or when the sun came up — the signal to end the party altogether. One woman, years ago, had even committed a form of suicide by getting up on the divan and encouraging the most aggressive, brutal and sustained fucking, of very single on of her orifices. By three a hidden pee pics. m.

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