A Dungeon for Goth Sub Girl

"So, what do you think?" you ask Carrie.

Carrie looks at the room with wide eyes, and her jaw drops open.

"Fuck.....You...You did all this for me? How?" She asks, looking at all the old wooden bondage stuff that is bolted to the floor and walls of the old house's basement.

"Well, I figured since you were going to be my **** goth girl, you needed your own play room. Come on, let's have a look." You say, and grab her by the wrist and drag her down the steps. So Carrie walks around the room and inspects the various objects. She looks at the whips, the chains, the bondage stuff, and the metal cage....

"Wow, this is amazing! It's like being in a real dungeon. This is just like in one of those BDSM porn videos," she says, smiling and blushing. Her body was just warm, soft and cute.

"Well, I'm glad you like it. And don't worry, there's more," you say, and lead her over to one corner of the basement where there's a big, metal table.

"What's this?" she asks.

"Well, this is where we'll do your tattooing and piercings. I know you're scared of needles, but you promised you would do anything..... " You say, and give her a little wink.

"Yeah, I know I did... " She says, and looks at the table.

"So let's get you ready for your new life as a Goth ****."