Jay walked down the narrow dark passage, lit dimly by a pale green light at the end. The walls were covered in fine dense black carpet, he presumed for sound-proofing.
At the end of the passage was a semi-circular room with carpeted black ceiling, floor, and walls with a single chair in the centre facing the flat side of the room.
The chair faced a huge pane of glass separating the dark room Jay had found himself with another space, a little like a stage with the floor about 1m above his own ground-level. Jay was involuntarily reminded of the reptile pavilion at the zoo.
Jay took a seat in the leather high-backed chair facing the internal window. As his eyes adjusted to the dark he found himself looking at a woman on the other side of the glass, seated facing him but blindfolded, her face distorted by a ball gag and dark hair unruly down her back.
She was wearing tightly-bound waist-only corset from hips to just below her bust, her breasts left free and almost glowing in the dim light and wrists tied behind the back of the chair.
He had no idea if she was aware of his presence or not. He could see a collar around her neck and cuffs on her ankles, and a rope around her waist further preventing her movement.
A huge, hulking man in an executioner's mask entered the windowed-room from the right, carrying with him what looked like a thick, heavily-knobbled police baton, without the handle. He absently squeezed the woman's breast - despite his huge hands, Jay could see her breasts were more than a handful even for this beast - before shoving her knees wide apart, spreading the lips of her pussy with his right hand and nonchalantly thrusting the baton between her legs.
