I stood there in front of him, arms chained up to the ceiling and legs chained down to the ground. The ankle chains were connected to a huge bolt in the tiled floor. All the rooms in his house had carpet, except this one. This room felt like a s*x dungeon and to be honest, it was. It had red paint all over the walls. The tiles on the ground were all black. There was torture device all over the room. There was even whips and handcuffs in the room.
“Kain, what is this?” I asked, starting to panic.
I looked down at the ground and saw the dress he had ripped off of me, laying there. I really liked that dress, too. My eyes scanned every area of the room, more scared of the devices and the toys that came with them. My eyes landed in the corner of the room where there wa
