Basement

“Let’s take a look at the basement” you say walking over to the door. It’s locked but you are not surprised to find that the key that the officer gave you opens it.

You turn on the light switch and walk down the stairs into what can only be described as an erotic dungeon and on-line porn making studio. Against one wall is a metal framed king sized bed with chains, ending in cuffs coved with soft black leather, connected to each bedpost. Tables covered with all manner of erotic paraphernalia, from the vanilla to the sado-masochistic, line the walls. In the middle of the room is a camera linked to a lap-top.

“Oh My” says Alison from behind you. She walks over to the table and picks something up. “What’s do you think this is for?” she asks holding it up.