Dan heard the door open.
“We’re going to be going down stairs, so be careful, and don’t peek!”
“Okay,” Dan assured him.
Dan put his hands on Damion’s shoulders and moved forward.
“First step,” Damion told him.
They went down a number of steps. When they got to the bottom, Damion said, “Okay, you can take it off now.”
Dan removed the blindfold. What he saw filled him with trepidation.
“Welcome to my playroom! I call it Damion’s Dungeon!” Damion’s voice held an excited pride.
Dan looked around the room. Various pieces of equipment, all of which resembled medieval torture devices, lined the walls or stood on the floor. The walls were also adorned with pictures of muscle-bound, leather-clad men, some wearing hoods.
“Well? What do you think?” Damion asked enthusiastically.
Dan didn’t know what to say.
When he didn’t respond, Damion said, “I figure you’re so new to the whole man-sex thing that you’ve never seen or done anything like this.”