Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

Alan just rolled his eyes as he put his hand on the door.
"I think this room was one of my mothers....No idea what's inside.." he said, opening it.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The room on the other side of the door was dimly lit by candles, which placed all along the walls of the room. Soft music played quietly in the room, and dead center of the room (and the only thing in the room) was a heart shaped bed with velvet red sheets.

"Looks like she was a whore." Abagail grunted dryly, glaring at the bed coldly.

"If this your idea of a rape room, you're bad... Really bad..."  

[Zahzi]

"...............Yeah, mother was what you would call a pimp....Let's go into the next room to avoid thoughts like thaaaat...." he said, opening the door next to that room.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The next room was like th previous, in the sense of being lit by candles. However, while the last room could have been described as romantic this was sadistic.
The bed was made of metal, and equipped with chains at the posts. Hanging on the walls were a variety of "toys" from whips, more chains, and similar items.

Abagail just stared in silence...  

[Zahzi]

".....................Let's try the next room......" Alan said after about two minutes of silence.

He then closed the door and went to the next one.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

The following room was similar to the last, except rather than playful it was actually meant to induce pain. Just about everything was spiked.

And it was also occupied by a couple of slaves.

"O-Oh. Sir." One of hem stammered, looking around embarrassingly.
"You're... Not suppose to be down here."

Abagail continued her silent stare, unable to even make a noise.  

[Zahzi]

Alan just stared at them, his eye twitching.
"So....Let me get this straight..." he said, the twitch getting quicker.

"You all have known what was down here for years....Yet never once thought it would be smart to inform me before I went down here on my own!?" he growled, the twitch now violent.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Your parents had us all swear to never tell you of the basement until they felt you were ready." The slave replied, scratching the back of his head.

"Cause ya know... Mom was a pimp and Dad was a drug seller and user, and they didn't want you to know as a child."  

[Zahzi]

"Not a child NOW, AM I!?" Alan barked, his eye getting worse..  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"We promised not tell until we got their word. With them being dead and all, we can't get their word..."  

[Zahzi]

"You have MINDS of your OWN, remember!?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Not when we were with them..."

Abagail then finally snapped out of her trance, and glared at Alan.
"So if we're suppose to have minds of our own, why do you always punish me?"  

[Zahzi]

Alan then looked over to Abagail.
"Because so far, your track record shows bad things happen when you have that."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"And just what have I done to show that?!"  

[Zahzi]

"You BARELY got off the property before getting found by the police for one."