Postby bondagefreak » Mon Aug 11, 2014 11:48 am
I slowly led the boy around the house, starting from the basement, upwards.
"This is my gym zone." I explained when we arrived down in the basement.
I didn't have all the contraptions and complex machines my real gym had, but I still have a decent collection of exercising equipment at my disposal. I did my daily workouts in the basement and went to the gym with my buddies, twice a week.
From time to time, I'd invite my friends over and we'd do our workouts at my place instead of going to the gym.
Humming had already seen the garage, so I skipped that and headed back upstairs to the main floor.
"That's the kitchen, the dinning room, and here you have the living room." I explained, showing off the various areas of the house.
"You got a washroom here, and a washroom upstairs."
Before heading up to the bedrooms, I decided to bring Humming into the dining room and show him the large, fenced yard though the patio door.
"Come on." I finally said, putting a hand on the boy's shoulder and prodding him towards the stairs that led to the second floor.
It was a short flight of stairs, but in the seconds it took to climb them, the boy didn't say a word.
"That's the guest room" I said, motioning towards the a large room equipped with a dresser, a TV and a queen size bed.
The boy was so young and naive that he probably thought this was gonna be where he'd spend his nights...
"You've got the washroom here, and here you got my bedroom." I explained, finally leading the boy into my personal domain.
My room was pretty regular on the outside...
I had a large king-size bed, a nice big patio door leading to the balcony.
I had a TV on the stand facing the bed, a dresser for my clothes and a huge closet space filled with sleeping bags, bondage gear, sports equipment and kinky stuff.
That was for later though...right now, I was just gonna let the boy settle in and get used to his new life.
After a few seconds, I motioned for him to follow me deeper inside the room.
I pointed down to the floor on the side of my bed facing the patio door and watched the boy's reaction as he looked at his future sleeping arrangements.
On the floor next to my bed, was a padded gurney mattress equipped with six thick ratchet straps.
"That's where you'll sleep." I stated, looking at the boy's face, trying to note his reaction.
