Room Nine was a terrible place, windowless and featureless except for a lone door. There was a heavy table in the middle of that room, and Tanya was placed on it, on all fours, her wrists and ankles now secured in wide leather cuffs that were secured to the table by short, heavy chains. There were also cuffs around her thighs, just above her knees, and also chained to the table, so that her legs were spread. Mistress had further attached Tanya’s leash to something overhead, so that Tanya had to keep her head up, posed like a woman awaiting penetration at any moment, in her p***y, her mouth, or her ass. Thus tethered, she awaited whatever came next.
She did not have to wait long. Very soon two men came into the room, one middle-aged, the other much younger. They spoke with Mistress in low
