Emilia led Misty down the long hallway. Her room, she discovered, was almost all the way across the entire length of the house from Valentina's. All of the other doors Misty had seen in the house were of highly polished old wood. Hers she noticed was strikingly different. It was heavy steel, set into a heavy steel frame, with slits that could be opened from the outside, one high, at eye level, the other a foot or so off the floor. It didn't have a knob, or any other sort of door handle, rather steel bolts that seated into pockets in the frame and operated via a large lever. The door was exactly like what Misty had seen on television, when shows portrayed someone in solitary confinement while in prison.
Emilia operated the lever, and swung the door open. As the door opened Misty couldn't look around the room. Her entire being was focused on the floor in front of her. She felt her body as it began shaking uncontrollably.
The floor was composed of thousands upon thousands of small smooth stones, assembled into a common mass with grout. Various colors of these stones were used to create geometric shapes. She knew that Puerto Vallarta was famous for it's walkways that were made in this fashion, that it's Malecon had been constructed to highlight this art, but never in her worst nightmares could she have ever imagined being forced to kneel on or crawl over such a floor.
Emilia noticed Misty's focus on the floor and saw that her body was shaking with fear.
"Dona Valentina had the floor installed especially for you. Everything in this room was created just for you." Emilia said.
"I can't. Please. I just can't do it." Misty cried out.
"You need to crawl into this room, to the bed, and then climb on it so that I can give you an enema. If you do it, I'll tell Dona Valentina that you were a very good girl, and she will be happy. If you don't to it, men will come into this room, tie a frame to your back so that nothing but your knees can make contact with the floor, and you'll stay like that until at least sunset tomorrow. Either way you will suffer, but crawling is very minor suffering compared to what you will experience if you refuse to crawl." Emilia explained.
Misty didn't reply, she just stared at the brutal floor as tears fell from her cheeks.
"Follow me now." Emilia commanded, as she started walking across the room.
With no alternative possible, Misty began to crawl. She brought her knees down on he pebbles as carefully as she could, but no matter how carefully she moved, they still had to support her weight on a horribly uneven and rocky surface.
Her silent tears turned to loud sobs as she crawled to the bed.
"Thank you." Exploded from her lips once she had reached it and Emilia indicated that she should stand to climb onto it.
Valentina watched, and heard it all. The entire room was covered, every angle, with high-resolution video cameras and microphones. Her fingers played lazily across her clit as she watched her pet sob.
Misty realized as soon as her attention was off the floor, that although Emilia had called what she was now on a bed, it was not. It was a hard platform that was upholstered in black leather, with a very thin pad between the leather and hard base. It did have a pillow, small, with a matching black leather pillowcase. Misty knew that Puerto Vallarta was never cold, so was not surprised to see that there was no blanket, just a leather sheet.
"Dona Valentina asked me to explain the room to you so that you get a good feel for everything." Emilia said.
"Ok, thank you." Misty replied, her sobs were now under control, but she was still softly crying.
"If you look under the bed, you'll see that it is a cage with a locking door. All steel, super uncomfortable, and inescapable. I suppose you'll probably be locked in there sometimes. Above it is the platform you are now on, it is at waist height for the comfort of anyone who might be working on you. If you look under it's bottom edge though, you'll see that it is completely surrounded by a hundred or more attachment points, in case you are to be tied down to it. The four high posts in the corners are also for bondage. All told, it should be possible to bind you into any position imaginable. You'll also notice, at the foot of the bed, removable stirrups for your feet. That was a very nice touch I think." Emilia said, briefly explaining the features of what she called the bed.
"The door you came in is of course inescapable steel. It only opens from the outside, and it will be locked shut anytime you are in this room alone. The high slit will allow people to look in at you if desired, the low to assist in feeding you if Dona Valentina wants you in here for an extended period of time." Emilia explained.
"The floor needs no explanation as you have already experienced it and understand why it was chosen for you." Emilia said.
"Yes, I do understand." Misty replied, her crying coming to an end.
"Then you have the large steel dresser. Notice that half of it is full length for clothes that should be hung, the other half is drawers for clothes that should be folded. Each large drawer, except for the very largest bottom one locks. Dona Valentina expects you to be nude and wearing only high heeled shoes almost always, so a beautiful collection of shoes will be kept in the bottom drawer, and you will be free to select those you want to wear, but all of your other clothes will remain in locked compartments until needed for some reason." Emilia explained.
"Lastly you have the desk, with laptop. The room is equipped with Wi-Fi, so you will have access to the Internet, but the laptop is without a battery, and the electrical outlet is controlled with a switch located outside the door. Therefore, the laptop will only be able to be utilized with permission. Your phone will probably usually be in here as well, but as I understand it, Dona Valentina is now the only one with its passcode. You then have three desk drawers to store personal items." Emilia said.
"So the laptop is dead most of the time, unless someone outside turns it on for me?" Misty asked.
"How often, I do not know. I do know that Dona Valentina will decide if it has power or not, and that you will not be able to utilize it unless it is with her knowledge and consent. The lights are the same actually, turned on and off from outside this room. You will have no control." Emilia answered.
"Please now turn your attention to the desk chair. Note that it is a very sturdy wood. Like your bed, it is covered with attachment points for binding you, but also, the seat has two attachment points for dildos. I suppose that you could be sat upon the chair, a dildo up your ass, and another up your pussy, then tied in place." Emilia explained.
Misty noticed that Emilia's tone changed when she explained the chair, and looking at her realized that the chair seemed to excite the woman.
"I think that maybe, perhaps, you would like to be the one sitting in that chair." Misty said coyly.
"MMMmmm... Perhaps." Emilia replied. "But of course we are all different. I might enjoy sitting on a nice sized vibrating dildo that I could move against at my own speed. I imagine though that the things you will be sitting on will be so huge as to scare me."
"I suppose you are right, I'm going to become a 'size queen.'" Misty said with a laugh.
Emilia laughed along with Misty, but soon stopped and continued with her explanations of the room.
"The artwork on the walls was all especially chosen for you." Emilia said, indicating the paintings hung around the room.
