He closes the door behind me, and he approaches me and presses against me from behind.
"I am so happy you're here." He whispers into my ear. Goosebumps cover my body, and I melt against him.
He reaches up, and removes the blindfold.
I blink, and take in the room before me.
It's absolutely enormous.
"This was originally just a bunker, but over the years I've made it into this dungeon." He says walking around and gestures with his hands.
I can feel my heart pounding as I look around. The room we're standing in is big, open, and filled with a variety of seating and lounge furniture, and tables.
I notice the many doors on the left and right walls of the room, and the long hallways with even more doors.
In the very back of the room is a large cell with what looks to be a huge bed inside.
"There's so many rooms?" I ask. He smiles, and reaches out his hand to me.
"Let me give you the tour." He says softly. I take his hand, and follow.
There in the very center is a large sectional couch, and a large leather chest. "This is the living area." He says, and runs a hand across the top of the chest. "And this is the toy chest."
He pulls me along further. As we pass the furniture, I notice there's custom restraints on nearly every thing.. and I notice along the walls all around the room, there's many large wooden X's painted black and shiny, with top and bottom, and center restraints.
There's glory holes in the walls, and stocks set up around the room I didn't notice before.
We approach one of the rooms, and he pulls me in.
It looks just like a classroom. There's rows of desks, a chalkboard, a teachers desk. The room is even decorated.
We walk by a few of the desks, and I notice that some of them are normal, but a lot of them have a variety of custom restraints fitted on them.
I approach the teachers desk, and notice that it is also fitted with restraints on the top, and underneath.
The room even has a "supply closet" and a fish tank, and "windows."
I feel his eyes on me, watching my face as I react to everything I see. He holds his hand out to take me to another room.
The next room is a "waiting room." Chairs, a nurses desk and a few couches, and tables.
These are also fitted with custom restraints. He takes my hand, and leads me through the door by the nurses desk.