[Seifer didn't quite get why he was in a room like this. A dimly lit den, gray wall lined with all sorts of black leather and shiny chrome devices. It looked like a dungeon at first glance, with a variety of implements of torture, but Seifer knew better. Riding crops were for S&M, not interrogation.]
[Some real kinky bastard put this together, Seifer fathomed as he walked slow paces while circling a large black vinyl fuck horse that dominated the center of the room. It was studded with places to run chains, rope, or other fixtures you could have in mind.]
[Seifer continued exploring the room at a languid pace, he started peeking into dresser drawers finding even more toys, lubricant, condoms, candles, a few hi-potions... interesting.]
[At last he came to a large built in at the far side of the room. It was the size of a large wardrobe, with double doors that operated on a latch. His guard was down as he opened the doors to take a look inside.]
((ooc: Have a Seifer, ala
marina_asylum. You're welcome to join him, feel free to use the door if you want to sneak up on him... but you're also welcome to make like a bunny and be found on the closet floor. :3 ))