| I followed my Mistress out into the hallway, down a rather gothic looking corridor, up a flight of curving stairs, and down another hallway until we reached a door with my Mistress's name on it inscribed on a gold plated plague. Beneath it were other names, with years inscribed beside them. "Those are the slaves I trained," Mistress Carmen said, opening the door. It was not locked, and the room inside was extraordinarily beautiful. Victorian, with lots of lace and silk, a difference in what my Mistress looks like, and it was an insight into her personality. The large four poster bed had several rings set into each post, as well as the headboard, obviously places to attach a restraint. There was a small side room to the left, and the bathroom was to the right. I was taken to the left room, and the light came on automatically. There was a futon on the floor, resting on a wooden frame with eye-screws set into strategic places. There were other eye-screws sets everywhe...
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