Seemingly enraged she let out a fierce growl, binding my eyes to hers. Feeling butterflies and cum inhabiting my narrow belly as she began to stomp toward me. I saw her reach out to press a button hanging from the ceiling that released my arms, waist, and ankles. Beginning to fall I was caught by the neck and waist, bouncing lightly off of her densely strong arms before she pulled me toward her.
Caressing the designs on her chest as she carried me to the next room. I turned my head away to see where we were going and…I was afraid once more.
An entire wall of this long, narrow room composed of mercury and quick silver reflecting my horror. “Wha- what are you doing?” I asked timidly with my hand flush to the designs I’d been admiring a moment before. She didn’t say a word as we approached a new suspension rig that had one main loop hanging up high, two arm restraints about a foot lower, and one last loop on the bottom that resembled the waist of ass less chaps. She turned my body vertically and lifted me by the throat with a single hand. I pounded her wrist and squirmed with everything I had, but to no avail as she was going to work on the first strap which belonged to my neck.