Chapter 95 My Ass Is On Fire(Bdsm):>Ep17

• The room was light enough for me to see most of the people, but with my head bowed, it was difficult to make them out clearly. Everyone was in black. Half of the crowd seemed to have black robes similar to the one Tracey had on. They were flimsy and almost see through, but in the darkness I wasn't sure they were also naked underneath. There 'partners' wore traditional black formal attire and they all wore masks. I could not be certain that they were all men, but clearly most of them were. I was the only one in the room not in black. The room remained silent for some time.
• A clang of some sort broke the silence and a small procession entered the room. We all stood up. The procession of four men and four women, all dressed more or less like everyone else in the room- except me. All eight had a dark hood covering their face, so I could not see if they had masks on or not. If this was going to be a show, I was glad to be in the audience. I reasoned that I was in white because I was new. At least I hoped so.
• The four groups paraded around the room and a pair dropped out of the procession as they passed by each of the three big chairs. The forth pair came to the altar and stood before it. The man at the largest chair, I assume, the 'leader' began to speak first. He welcomed everyone and invited us to sit. The eight in the procession remained standing. Each of the three men at the largest chairs then disrobed their 'partners' and motioned for them to sit down. They were completely naked, except for a black collar around there neck. They appeared to be mostly forty something woman and were not at all concerned about being naked.