The West Wing

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"It was a doorway!"

Your jaw dropped.

The Baron had a red room!

It made you want this office even more.

There was a chair with restrains in the corner and a huge pole opposite it. Space on the wall for tying a partner to it. Drawers upon drawers full of whips and paddles and riding crops and handcuffs.

Also known as BDSM heaven.

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"Victoria!" Hans finally came back. He had Victoria tied up, naked with a ball gag in her mouth. He cracked the whip on the wall next to her. She muffled her desperate pleads to be let free.

The red room was where she was punished.

She got whipped, spanked and raped in that room.

She wouldn't go in here with you, would she?

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Victoria walked down the hallway and noticed the door to Hans's study ajar. She walked in and couldn't see you, but saw what you had done with the room. Cleaning.

The 'keep' box. She looked over at the art supplies, the pictures and the models labelled 'to sell'. Y/N wants his office! She realised the books were askew.

"What are you doing?" She growled, kicking a doorstop under the heavy door. "I- I accidentally found it! Isn't it awesome!" You said, with the joy of a child in a sweet shop. "Get out!" Victoria screamed. "I said get out!" She said, with more rage.

She wasn't angry, far from it. The Baroness was seething with pure unstoppable rage. "I- I understand what Hans might have done, but I swear-" you began, softly. Anger turned to tears. "You don't understand!" She sobbed, with a scream. You wiped her eyes.

"It's okay, baby."

You looked in her eyes, softly and calming.

"It's going to be okay, baby."

You stood before her, with your arms out.

"May I?"

She looked at you and let out a smile.

"You may."

You hugged her. "We don't have to use any of this yet." You reassured. "Thank you darling." She smiled. "I see you've been eyeing up the Baron's study." She laughed. "I'd be happy to hand it over to you. Even with this in here." She laughed.

"Oh! Thank you so so so much! How could I repay you?"

Victoria thrust you into the chair and tightened the restraints around your wrists.

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