Richard grinned as they took the new girl into their special room. In any other home, the room would have been a Master Suite in the basement for guests who came to visit. The rest of the basement was certainly fully furnished - carpets, paintings, etc, much  like the rest of the house. But the play room, it was something else entirely. Even the door.<br/><br/>The door fit with the rest of the basement save for one feature - a prison-style window slat that could only be opened from the outside. You simply unhitched the latch and the opening slid open like a drawbridge, allowing you to peer through and watch what was going on on the inside.<br/><br/>The inside was furnished with a whole slew of things. A bondage-chair hung in one corner. A large bed was the main feature with heavy, thick posts from floor to ceiling, with an assortment of chains and bindings hanging from them. On top of one drawer full of who-knows-what were an assortment of floggers and whips. A bench lay in one corner with metal rings on it for binding some one over it. Everything they could need was in the room.<br/><br/>"Yes, well its not exactly something the neighbors would he happy about if their kids found it during a neighborhood party." He smiles softly. "And I like to make sure all our guests are accommodated for with our selection of...toys." He adds, letting Bronwin have a good look before they departed the room. "Its amazing what sort of kinks some people have..."