Join the two and mock Simon.

"You're talking about that Redhead I just saw being sandwiched by two old fat guys in the big playroom?", you say, turning towards Simon. All three are staring at you for a moment, but then the two others are bursting out laughing, while Simon is visibly shaken by tears. "I think she enjoyed it", you continue, mercilessly, grabbing a glass from the small table and nodding quickly to the other two young men, who are now grinning widely. "Got me a hard on myself. Wonder if I should go back there and show your wife how a real big cock feels."

"Please stop", says Simon in a hollow voice. "She will never forgive me..."

He walks off, his body slumped and shaking, asking a servant in a very low voice for the bathrooms. The two guys next to you are still chuckling. "Oh, man!", says the one called Mark earlier. "I almost pissed my pants there! That was brilliant! You smashed him!" He raises his glass in a salute.

"This is not a place for the good hearted", remarks the third one dryly. Mark nods. "True. I'd bet little Simon here ends up a little cockslave himself before the night is over. Man, I'd love to see that!"

"You get invited here tonight, you have to bring your best game", agrees the other one "And you must be willing to sacrifice everything outside of your job. Or so I have heard...". He stretches out his hand towards you: "Name's Tom, by the way." Mark grins, chuckling. "Poor little Simon, he has no fucking clue that we are more or less just as clueless as him what this evening here is all about." They turn to you: "You've been invited here already once?"

You hesitate a moment, but then shake your head. No sense in keeping up the little show when you have indeed no inkling about what's going on. Their grins get wider. "All I know is that there are different rooms with cryptic names, like the red room and the Cloud's room and that", says Mark.

You continue to talk a bit and share the little pieces of information that you have, but as the glasses are empty, you soon part ways. "Have fun, man!", says Tom and raises a hand. "You're the boss, man!" He chuckles again, obviously thinking about how you killed Simon and then walks on together with Mark.