His Garage Is His Dungeon
He’d done some adequate woodworking on the personal stocks, but the rest of his dungeon space is very Fred-in-suburbia, don’t you think? The stacked Rubbermaid ToughCrates, the roll-up garage door, the garden tools in the corner, the plastic sawhorses, the mechanic’s drop light… and is that really a cinder block under her ass? It’s no red room of pleasure, that’s for sure:
From the vintage Tumblr collection.
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