From one of the lounge rooms within the Lucida Theatrum, moans and screams of pleasure and pain echoed.
The maids and other personnel stayed far away from this corridor, since it's well-known who usually occupies them.
Inside the room, a pale woman was getting abused and pleasured at the same time. Her beautiful face was sweaty, while her pink eyes were full of anger.
"Tell me again... How horrible that whore is!" said Carmen between moans of pleasure.
Andres groaned as he grabbed a handful of her auburn hair, pulling it hard. As she squirmed from the pain, he thrust forward, turning it into pleasure.
Her thin pale body was full of cuts, bite marks, bruises, and other smaller wounds. Her clothing easily concealed the injuries, and did not impede her dancing.
"She... Should be raped and killed... Uh, fuck yes... I love your body, Carmen... But it seems your bruises began to heal... Can't have that now, can we?"
