Get out while you can!

You shake your head in suprise and close the doors of the wardrobe. Looking into that accursed thing is what got you into these straps in the first place! You'll be damned if you keep looking. Who knows what kind of weird stuff they will put you through. You look around for something to wear, anything, only to find your eyes returning to the Wardrobe. Seeing ****, you exit the room and decide to either find the laundry room and get your clothing, or more then likely leave and view your clothes as a casualty of one of the strangest situations you have been in.

You enter the hallway to see the corridor is well lit, but no one nearby. You recall going up a grand staircase, with 2 other openings on the main floor. This hallway itself seems to have several rooms closed. You check the end of the hallway, and look on in shock. Both ways go down further to other rooms, one of them going up the other going down via stairs, however that is not what first catches your eye.

Suspended upon the wall is a woman, her body bound tightly into a frogtie through a series of leather straps upon her legs and arms, her body crisscrossed with nylon rope matching a similar design to your harness. As you step somewhat close, she is unaware of you as her eyes are covered in a blindfold, you jump in fright as she writhes and moans against her black ball gag. You look down and see a vibrator and butt plug have been placed in her, her ministrations futually attempting to have them bring her to orgasm though to no avail. She only seems to succeed in bringing an oddly erotic melody to your ears as you see her suspension is due to a series of hooks holding her up. You shudder softly and **** yourself to look further down the hall to see a series of doors along one wall, the other wall various paintings and artwork you can't make out from here as well as a way up. You back up to the other hallway, only to see another woman...or at least you think you think it's a woman. Suspended in a frame, a black sheen of rubber filling out the emptiness, the woman is suspended and completely encased. You easily can make out every shape and contour of the person, however the lines along her body at specific locations reveal she must be wearing a second outfit underneath. She moves much slower then her counterpart at the other hallway, her hips slowly gyrating as her mouth moans in pleasure. Her only two companions a vibrator in her quivering lips, and a single tube moving from her mouth up into the wall, the other source of air for her.

You find yourself unable to look away from her slow, sensual and erotic movements. Your mind running wild with thoughts of yourself stuck in that situation, trapped and unable to move, yet loving every single moment of it. You shudder in lust as your fingers rub against the leather straps. You stop, shake your head to clear it and take a step back. You don't know what it is about this House, but it is making you think things you wouldn't normally think about...you need to get out of here.

You turn and continue down the much shorter hallway, only a single door appears on one wall, the square windows on the other side of the wall revealing nothing but pitch blackness from the night outside. As you reach a series of stairs spiraling downward, You listen closely as you hear the sounds of moaning and cries of pain welling up from beneath the fine wood steps. You look down from the bannister to see the staircase must go down further then the first floor, perhaps to a basement of some sort or a dungeon? Given your host's tastes you assume a Dungeon. Though given the size of this building, you would suspect there is another exit down there....they certainly wouldn't expect you to go that way. Though maybe you want to double back and risk the Foyer or the stairs going up?