Visiting the Society of Magic Lust

Joey's heart was beating as the cab stopped in front of a building downtown. It looked really old and stairs were leading up to the entrance. She had dropped her sisters into bed before getting dressed. Her phone had laid below the couch and when Joey browsed through the pictures and videos from last night and found some hot videos of her and her sisters been fucked by the guys. Hunter was already drooling as she was pounded from behind and Joey found a picture of her smiling into the camera with cum covered face. She had sat on the couch, fingering herself to an orgasm, before getting ready to meet George.

Now Joey was knocking on the door of the Society building and a moment later an old man, wearing a suit, opened. "Yes?" he asked, mustering Joey as she stood there.

"Hi, I am Joey King," she said.

"This is a closed society," the man said and started to close the door again.

"Wait," Joey said and puled the card out. "I got an invitation." The man looked a little bit annoyed but still took the card. He seemed to check if tof a moment, then opened the door again Joey stepped into a foyer, which sort of looked bigger than from the outside. A massive statue of anaked woman stood in the middle, forming the central art of a statue.

Then Joey gasped as she could see a woman, which was lead around on a leash, her head stuck in a black leather mask. She could hear moans echo from adjacent rooms.

"You want to undress?" the man said.

"Undress?"

"Indeed, miss," the man said. "Although, if you prefer, the members at the bondage room would enjoy cutting you out of your clothes."