The chopper had been in the air an hour when it descended in into a hilly, heavily wooded area. It was remote, and yet not far from civilization. IronMale knew it well and had hiked and trained in the woods. He was surprised to see a landing pad alone in a clearing where they touched down.
Latexia pulled the chain, when the door opened. "Time to see your new home."
The mountain air was brisk on his nearly naked body. As he followed behind her, he looked around. He could have trained a half-mile from here and not known of this place, he thought. In fact, he might have. The area looked familiar, but so much of this part of the state looked similar. He saw a small opening in the ground and set of stairs. She led him down them to a locked door and typed in a code.
The door slid open to reveal a massive underground space, warmly lit and decorated. There walls were made of brownish, almost flesh-colored granite. Torches and candles largely lit the space. There was a small waterfall in the corner and in various spaces there were chains hanging from the ceiling and the walls as well as bolted to the floor.
His eyes went over all of it and his mind spun. In front of the crowd, her words had concerned him. Could she actually see into his mind, or was it a ploy, something to put him off guard? Now his worries grew. This was a space from his nightmares and fantasies. He felt arousal at the sights, sounds and smells.
"You like it, don't you IronMale?" she said with an evil grin. "I knew you would." She walked behind him. "Part of you has always wanted this. Part of you has always wanted me, but you could never act on your impulses." She drew riding crop down his back again, and thwacked him hard. "As a slave though, the rules are different, aren't they?"
