1. Hidden in the Forest


    Date: 1/14/2024, Categories: Fantasy Non-Erotic, Reluctance Author: Wanderwolf

    ... In between these sofas was a large tree stump coffee table. Thick and heavy but warm and beautiful. The room had a long side table which held knickknacks of a more risqué nature. The walls were covered with the same risqué type material and mirrors.
    
    She walked over to the sofa and rubbed her hand along the back as she passed behind it. Taking in the wonders of the space. She looked at one of the items and turned back to me. “So, this place really isn’t a dump,” she said with a chuckle in her voice. Moving over to the coffee table she bent down and knocked on it. Looking up she asked,” you made this, right?”
    
    “That I did. I made almost all of the wooden pieces here. It was a labor of love and I get so much joy sharing them with others. Let me continue showing you around,” I pointed to the opening at the side of the room.
    
    We entered the large entertainment space. These walls are stained wood. The same wood Timbers are in the space. The floor was covered with large area rugs.
    
    The biggest ...
    ... difference in this space was the furniture. There was a tachigaeru bondage chair, a padded spanking bench, St. Andrew Cross and a bunch of chains hanging from the walls and beams.
    
    The most interesting piece was the sex table that I built. It is on pins so it can move up and down and any position you need. There are straps and tie downs all over the piece. It can pivot up so vertical so someone can be strapped to it and punished as needed.
    
    On the walls were all different kinds of toys. Whips, padded, crops, floggers, etc. All different shapes and sizes. Everything someone could need.
    
    In the far corner was the king size bed. A large cream headboard was the backing to the iron frame. Over the bed was a hanging wood structure. This had many rings to attach any kind of bondage item.
    
    As I finished the tour, I turned to her and said,” shall we begin?” As she walked over to the St. Andrew Cross she stripped nude and stepped up placing her hands and feet at the ends of the cross.
    
    "Let's start here." 
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