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There are various anchor points for restraining victims, and a drain in the floor for easy clean up. This room as well as the whole house and pool area is completely covered by high end audio and video surveillance. It is a jail cell of my own design. The second room is my personal bunker where all the houses camera feeds are recorded, as well as my office and shelter containing food, water, firearms, and general storage. Both rooms are secured by commercial vault doors with electronic locks. I spent the morning editing the video from the last couple days so I could sell it. Between the videos, hay, my patents, my ability to retire at 40, and still consult on the occasional engineering plumperpass job, I live very well. The perverts of the world pay handsomely to see girls being deflowered in HD video. So today I took the latest videos into town, found myself a wi-fi hotspot so it couldn't be traced to my house, and uploaded them to my TOR site. 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