Blinders

He walked back over to the car and took something off the bottom shelf. When he got back over to Katie she could see that it was a modified pair of the blinders they use to keep horses focused. These ones had the traditional half cups on the outside to keep the horses looking forward, but also an eyeglass shaped piece with thin slits cut in it, presumably to limit vision.

Mr. Stribe set to work putting them on Katie. They cut out almost all of the light she would be receiving and make looking at anything except what was directly in front of her impossible.

Her head bucked and she shook. Mr. Stribe tightened the last strap, firmly securing the blinders in place. Then he reached down and pinched her nipples forcefully, twisting them as he did. She tried to scream, but couldn't, not with the bit in place.

Mr. Stribe finally let go and stepped back again. He nodded, although Katie couldn't see him. "Looking good," he said simply.

He walked over to her and pulled a key from his pocket. He used it to undo the shackles that bound her wrists to the chair's arms then the manacles that held her ankles to the leg rest. And finally the bar holding her waist to the chair. He helped her to her feet and led her back down the hall that she had followed him down at the beginning of this whole ordeal.

"I had the guest room set up special, just for you," Mr. Stribe told Katie as he led her down another hall. They arrived at a metal door, which he used a key to open. "No one's allowed in here unless they're me or your trainers."

Mr. Stribe pushed the door open to reveal Katie's new room.