Selling a Soundproof Dungeon

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Oh, excellent. No, yeah, you're exactly on time. Let me just double check.

Okay, I see that you've signed the non-disclosure agreement, so I can show you the house. Yeah, I know, an NTH just to see a house is a bit unusual, but, well. The owners want to make sure that the contents aren't publicly known.

Yeah, the house isn't posted on any of the listing services, but information was released to trusted parties who might be interested, or know those who are. Let me just unlock the door. There you go.

No, I'll lock it behind us. We don't want to be interrupted by gawkers. Yeah, so it's a ranch-style house, 1,600 square feet on the ground floor, plus a two-car garage, three bedrooms, two bathrooms, plus a fully finished basement with a den, and let's call it a bonus room.

Yeah, the front door leads here into the great room, vaulted ceiling in here with this area as a living space, and the dining area through here, and kitchen in the back, yep, along with the door to the back patio, tile floors all throughout this area. Mm-hmm, there's a pool out there built in barbecue area, and very well landscaped backyard. Yeah, so over to the left, there are two smaller bedrooms and a bathroom, and then over to the right is the master suite, laundry, garage, stairs to the basement, all that good stuff.

Hmm? Well, it came into the market because the owners died, and no, not in the house. It was a tragic auto accident earlier this year.

Their son was considering moving in, but he found the bonus room. After they saw that, he and his sister agreed that they didn't want the house, but they also didn't want anyone to know what their parents had in there, so they decided that the best solution was to sell it to somebody who would also be motivated to keep the contents quiet, and well, the house is worth more this way to the right buyer, thus a quiet private sale. So the master suite is over this way, washer and dryer right there.

The door to the right leads to the garage. The one next to it is the stairs down. Door on the left is the master bedroom, which has an ensuite and a walk-in closet.

Very nice. Yeah, yeah, of course. You want to see the bonus room, don't you? I mean, that is the selling point, after all.

It's downstairs. Yeah, come on, I'll show you. So this first area is a large den.

There's a mount for a TV, plenty of space for seating, there's a bar against that wall, and a room for a game table, if you're that kind of person. I understand the previous owners had a pool table down here. The double doors on the far wall lead to a large bulkhead, which you can use to get large furniture in and out.

Yeah, the bonus room. Okay. It's hidden, of course.

Although it's quite obvious now that the bookcase is emptied. The one book that remains opens the door. Oh, how cute.

The book they used as a switch is, uh, it's Justine. Oh, it's by the Marquis de Sade? The man that sadism is named for.

Anyway, pull on that book, and. .. Yeah, so both bookcases swing inward.

Notice the padding on the back of them? The room is completely soundproofed, which may explain why the kids had no idea what their parents got up to in here. I'll close the door so you can hear how effective it is.

Yeah, so, uh, as you can see, the entire other half of the basement, 800 square feet or so, was turned into a large soundproof dungeon. It's fully furnished. Yeah, the kids don't want the furniture.

But, um, they didn't feel there was a good way to have it removed without what was down here becoming public knowledge. Yeah, apparently their parents held parties down here. The kids had thought their parents and their friends were just watching TV and drinking, playing pool.

The idea that their parents were down here. One or both of them helpless. Maybe being whipped.

Maybe getting shared with other couples. They found that, um, uncomfortable. But, um, that means that the furniture and equipment is all included.

It's all been professionally cleaned and sterilized by a discreet local farm. Mm-hmm. There's a full bathroom through the door there.

Technically, if there were a second exit, this would qualify as a second master suite. The furniture collection is, uh, quite extensive. Oh my.

A St. Andrew's cross, of course. Um, steel-framed bondage bed.

Two different cages. Um, one standing, one under a coffee table. A couch with hidden restraint points.

Whipping posts. Restraint chairs. Massage table with eye bolts all around it.

Two bondage horses, one with a pillory on one end. Mounting points in the floor for one-bar prisons or other attachments. The suspension points on the ceiling should be able to handle at least half a ton at minimum.

And, uh, each has several inset rings beneath. Both directly under and a foot or so away. Allowing for a, uh, a wide range of restraint options.

There's, uh, there's equipment storage over here. Multiple styles of, um, leather cuffs. Steel shackles.

Spreader bars. Body harnesses. Vibrators.

Strap-on dildos. Blindfolds. Whips.

Canes. Coils of rope. Chains.

Padlocks. Collars. Gags.

Nipple clamps. What? Uh, why do I know all this? Um, I, I mean, I, I try to research the houses I'm showing.

I, um, I paid special attention to this house. Yeah. Um, shit.

Um, I should show you the rest of the house. No, no, I'm, I'm not in a hurry. I'm just, I, uh, I want, please, I need to get out of here.

Hey, give me back my phone. Put me down. No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't you dare fucking put me in the cage. No. Fuck.

Fuck. Let me out of here. Let me out of here.

You can't do this to me. You can't just keep me in this cage forever. Okay? They're gonna know.

My co-workers will know. Why do you think I want this? I mean, okay, yeah, I got myself assigned to show you the property today.

All right? I need the commission. I always wear heels and a skirt suit to look professional.

It, it helps sell the houses, man. No, the skirts aren't usually this short, okay? And the heels aren't usually this high.

You're right. The blouse isn't usually this tight. And I don't normally leave this many buttons unbuttoned.

Okay, look, yeah, I daydreamed about it, okay? After you stopped by the office to pick up the NDA paperwork, I fantasized about you taking me down here. But that wasn't real.

I don't actually want you to do anything to me. I'm not gonna tell you my fantasy, you fucking creep. Fuck.

Please don't hurt me, okay? Please just let me go. Please.

Fuck, please don't hurt me, okay? Just please let me go. Please.

It feels like you're trying to pull me through the fucking bars. Please don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me.

Please. Thank you. Hey, please don't make me.

No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Yes, I'll tell you. I'll tell you, okay? I.

.. Okay. My fantasy was I brought you down here, and I closed the door and sealed us in.

And. .. Please? Fuck.

You grabbed me. You dragged me over to one of the bondage horses. The one with the pillory on the end.

You threw me over it and locked my head and hands in the pillory. And you strapped my legs to the pads. And then.

.. Please, is that enough? Please? Okay.

And you teased me. You made me beg. Beg you to.

.. To tear my skirt off. To tear my panties off.

Tease me. And then I came. And that's as far as I got.

No, please. Please don't tear my clothes off. Please? They're expensive.

I can't afford to replace them until I get another commission. I'll. ..

Look, I'll take them off for you. Okay? I'll take them off, and I'll hand them out of the cage.

My jacket. My blouse. My skirt.

Fuck. Yeah, I wore a matching bra and panties. Okay? In case you saw them.

Yeah, and a garter belt. And stockings. Okay? I don't care for pantyhose.

In the fantasy, I thought that, you know, pantyhose would get in the way. Okay? Yeah.

Yes, I know what that is. That's a collar. Fuck.

Yes, I know what it means. It means. ..

It means you're my master. Yes, master. I'll put on the collar.

What are you doing? Are you. ..

Yes, I understand, master. If you want to buy the house, you need to test out the suspension points. That's what the pulley's for.

Yes, master. I am turned on. And scared.

I can't. .. I can't stop you from doing whatever you want to me.

I. .. I don't know what I want, master.

In truth, I'm terrified that I'm never getting out of here. But I am so fucking turned on by what you might do to me. I am.

You promise. I can leave after we're done if I want. Fuck.

Thank you. Thank you, master. That makes me feel so much better.

Yes, master. Hello, bye. I'll be good.

Thank you for using the suspension cuffs. Yeah, I've got a good grip on them. Ankle cuffs as well.

Oh, tie to the outer rings to keep my legs proud. Cool. Great.

Oh, God. Master, please don't pull me up too far. No, I can't touch the floor anymore.

Ah, please, please, please. Ow. Fuck.

With my ankles tied to the floor, I can't. .. I can't stretch any further.

Ow. Yeah, it's. ..

it's tight, master. I can hardly even twitch. Yes, master.

Oh, yes, master. I've made a mess of these panties. My pussy is very wet.

For you. Thank you. Thank you.

Oh, no, not the flogger. Please, please, please don't, master. Please don't flog me.

Please, what did I do to deserve a flogging, master? Fuck. Yes, yes, master.

You don't need a reason to do anything you want to me. Oh, fuck. Not on my tits, please, master.

That hurts so much. Fuck my ass, man. Please, master.

Ow. Fuck. It hurts, master.

Now my thighs. Fuck, they're so sensitive. Oh, fuck.

Please. Please, master. What? Oh, no, please.

I really like these underwear. Please don't cut off the bra. Yes, master.

You need to flog my bare breasts. Please. Please flog them.

Ow. Oh, fuck, master. Ow.

Oh, please. Yes, master. I understand.

Please cut off my panties so you can flog my bare ass. You can see how wet I am. Ow.

Fuck. Right on my ass. Yes.

Fuck. More. Fuck.

My thighs are burning. It feels so good, master. Ow.

Oh, fuck. Yes. Please, master.

Please take me. Please. Please.

I need you to fuck me. Please. Please.

I need you to fuck me. Thank you, master. Thank you for letting me down.

Oh, fuck. Yes, please. Bend me over the bondage horse.

Lock my head and hands in the pillory. Please. I feel so helpless.

So exposed. Fuck, yeah. Strap me to the horse.

Hey, strap my legs apart. Oh, please use me, master. Oh, fuck.

Yes, please, master. Feel how wet I am. Oh, please.