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Red Room of Pain

As you lead me into
the red room of pain,
The room had a red damask
wallpaper on the walls.

The furniture was old as
if it belonged in the 18th
century. There were cabinets
of different masks.

There was a rack that had
different kinds of collars
with a leash, some were
leather, and some were
good quality velvet material.

Some of the display cases
had butt plugs and leather
whips. Some had a display of
dildos of all different kind of

I walked over and I opened
up the beautifully carved
wooden cabinet, there were
leather suits hanging on
the velvet hangers.

The red room of pain was so
beautiful, that I didn't want
to leave seeing all of the hot
sexy toys that you keep.
Written by Sweetlovin76 (Leticia Arroyo)
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