A soft wicked chuckle escaped him, the sound a deep rumble in his chest. "Sounds to me as if someone wants a punishment this evening. Well I would be more than happy to provide you with one, love." Before she even had a chance to debate with him, he reached down and began unbuckling his belt, being extra loud with the metal buckle, if, for no other reason than to purposely put a bit of fear in her little body.
"Of course you're not, or you would have asked me to put a little night light in your bedroom." When they both reached the bottom, he lifted his arm to flip the main switch on. Almost immediately, the basement was flooded with a fluorescent light, revealing the numerous medical equipment that had been set up in the center of the room. "Here we are," he said with a smug smile.
There was a gurney surrounded by a heart monitor, oxygen and nitrous oxide machine, a tall metal pole to hang an IV on, and a respirator. There was a metal cart covered with a blue sterile drape to the right of the gurney, nearest to the stairwell, and a black open doctor bag sat on top of it. Against the back wall, there was a hospital bed with it's own heart monitor and blood pressure apparatus. Hanging from the ceiling and adorning the far left wall of the room were a set of chains, ropes, and shackles, some embedded into the concrete wall and the others hanging from the ceiling. There was also a table with an array of sex toys and punishment objects hanging on the wall above. Lining the far right wall, just around the corner from the stairs was a marble counter top with cupboards and stainless steel sink, a refrigerator, crash cart with a defibrillator machine and a couple storage carts.