Kaena
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A single light hangs above the doorway, a beacon to light the way of those that are aware it exists. Beyond the door lies a room, draped in soft velvet curtains to soften the harsh lines of the stone cut walls. Dim lighting reflects softly on several implements scattered throughout the room. Items that created to bring fear into the heart of some and excitement to others. Ample seating is provided throughout the room in the form of couches and pillows strewn on the floor. A resting place for both observers and participants.
A large cabinet rests along a wall hanging with an assortment of whips and restraints. The cabinet laden with every item imaginable that one might want to use on another. Some designed to bring pleasure, and others pain.
The focal point of the room is a large St. Andrews cross, the brightly polished restraints gleaming. An alcove rests against the outer wall, allowing privacy for those that may deem it necessary.
All are welcome to my dungeon. Enter if you dare. A night of pleasure or pain awaits you.
A large cabinet rests along a wall hanging with an assortment of whips and restraints. The cabinet laden with every item imaginable that one might want to use on another. Some designed to bring pleasure, and others pain.
The focal point of the room is a large St. Andrews cross, the brightly polished restraints gleaming. An alcove rests against the outer wall, allowing privacy for those that may deem it necessary.
All are welcome to my dungeon. Enter if you dare. A night of pleasure or pain awaits you.