[smut alert, don't read if uncomfortable.]
"Welcome, Rose..."
He said, pressing against the two parallel bricks of the wall and the more he pressed the more the fake bricks turned into two doors, he made more pressure until those doors opened wider allowing John to walk inside, "Welcome Rose, to my secret world." He stretched his hand and waited for Roselyn to walk inside.
Roselyn took one step forward, and a huge room was revealed, so many shelves from where dozens of collars were hanging over the wall, lots of ropes, and a little fridge. Roselyn wondered what could a fridge do in that room? In case people got thirsty during those "activities"?
Her gaze traveled toward all the room, different types of whips from light fabric to leather, different toys similar to the one Roselyn found in her room, and many chains. it seemed like a room of torture rather than a room for pleasure. In the center of the room stood a huge bed with very long bars.
