Becky is lead down a catacomb under the mansion.

Becky rubbed her arms and shivered. She had left her clothes with her guide as per instructions and followed him down the basement of the mansion. There was a secret passage in the cellar that went even deeper underground. The walls were carved out of the stone and the tunnel was only large enough for one person to pass through at a time. The underground passage was cool against her skin with no insulation for her bare feet as she walked over the smooth stone floor. They traveled down the long narrow path for what seemed like ages with no light save for the torch her guide carried. Finally, they reached an open area that had three doors at the end. Her guide opened the third door and told her to enter.

Becky went in and turned to ask where she should be going, but the door was promptly shut as soon as she was inside. It was dark inside, but she cool feel soft carpet under her feet. She stepped cautiously around in case there were objects she could bump into. As she moved around, fluorescent lights lit up the room. It looked like a waiting room with chairs around the sides. There was a large mirror on one wall. Seeing herself standing naked in a strange room made Becky feel **** and exposed. She looked around some more, but didn't notice anything out of the ordinary in the room, notwithstanding the fact that the room itself was weird.

With no further instructions, Becky was unsure what to do next. She sat down and waited. After a while, the light went out again. She surmised they were motion sensor activated. As her eyes settled in the dark, she realized that the mirror no longer reflected her, but was actually showing her the next room. There were people in there, dressed in long, dark robes. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but she sense that they were chanting and performing some sort of ritual.

At the center of their circle was a bed and one of the robed figures guided another to that bed. Two figures joined them and removed their hoods. Becky thought she recognized them from the day before, in the room where they read the will. They turned and removed the central figure's hood. It was Roger!

"Roger!" Becky called out, but she suspected that her side was soundproof as well. She continued to watch. The Fourth robed figure remained anonymous. He made several gestures with his hands and appeared to be speaking to the crowd. He stepped back and the two women disrobed, revealing their naked bodies underneath. They turned to Roger and removed his robe as well. He was naked as well. They knelt down in front of him and took turns sucking on his cock until it became rock hard. Becky was a mix of emotions as she watched all this. She looked at Roger to see how he was reacting. His face was stoic but she could tell that he was enjoying it. When Roger was hard enough, the guided him onto the bed. He stood on his knees while the redhead backed into him. She made an 'O' face which indicated that he was in her. He thrust into her, slapping his hips into her backside while she stood on all fours. The brunette caressed Roger and the other girl as they fucked ceremoniously.

A feeling of jealousy and desire bubbled inside Becky while she watched her former husband pound into the other woman. The redhead's boobs jiggled with each thrust, springing back and forth as her hair became tousled as well from the motion. The brunette leaned in and cupped the other girl's breasts, squeezing them as she leaned down for a kiss. She then got up and kissed Roger. Roger's face remained dispassionate but he returned the kiss. Soon, he was on the edge of cumming. Becky could tell from his pained expression. He held it for a bit, but then let go. His body gave a slight tremble and he pulled out, leaving a trail of his cum dripping out of the girl's pussy. The second girl, licked it off, then turned to Roger's cock and cleaned it off there as well. The man held a glass in front to the brunette's face and she spit the fluids into the container while simultaneously jacking Roger off. His flaccid cock stiffened up again and the brunette dove in with her mouth taking in Roger's full length. She bobbed her head vigorously and dribbled spit and saliva down the sides of her mouth until finally she could lay back and slide him inside her.

Roger went back to work, pounding the brunette's pussy this time. The bumped and grinded with the redhead teasing and nibbling on Roger to keep him excited. Roger appeared to be struggling, but the two girls did their best to milk him dry. The redhead went behind Roger and sandwiched him between her and the brunette. They rubbed their bodies against his, undulating like a newly born beast. Roger had his eyes closed as he clenched his teeth, focusing his all on finishing in the brunette. After several minutes, he did with a jerk and a shudder. He then fell to the bed, spent.

Suddenly the door that Becky came in from opened. She stood up and went out. Outside, she found a torch and robe. No one was around. Apparently, she would have to choose. She could take the torch and find her own way back, or she could don the robe and join her former husband.