Emily trembled wildly. She felt the pull of her master's leash on the collar, and quickly started to crawl forward, her mind reeling, her mouth panting. Behind her, the new tail she acquired was slowly swaying as she got used to it.
They slowly moved forward as Erik pulled her along, but with every step, the scene slightly changed. When Emily accidentally stumbled in here once, she'd only gotten a single glance before running out again. Because of that, Elora had to fill in a lot of missing details.
The various sofas that surrounded the stage slowly began to be filled with people, all of whom were sitting with one or multiple partners of their own. They were obviously illusory, and all enjoying their own BDSM play, thus barely paying any attention to the two of them. Yet, their presence still increased Emily's humiliation… and pleasure.
