The Chariot

The mirrors showed sybians.

Women riding vibrating leather saddles, strapped down, unable to control the pulsing pleasure roaring through their bodies. They gasped and moaned and bucked their hips, pussies stuffed with rubber dildos, vibrating pads stimulating every inch of their intimate anatomy with overwhelming bliss. It was both ecstasy and punishment, the sweet torment of **** orgasms compelling submission from every trembling inch of the nude women's flesh.

"...oh my GOD!" moaned Susie, as she felt the vibrations start up between her legs. It was even hotter than it looked. She almost fell to the floor as the first thunderous orgasm roared through her body, making her grab Bonnie's arm for support. Bonnie had just time to look puzzled before the invisible sybian hit her as well, and then they were both coming together, their screams of pleasure echoing through the whole labyrinth and turning heads outside the building.

They had to practically crawl across the floor, feeling the sybians throb between their legs the whole way, leaving a trail of sweat and pussy juice on the carpet behind them, to reach their next goal. It took a very long time.