Getting an 'L' card

The bondage room was well stocked with different devices to restrain and control the 'victim', there was also several cupboards and closets whose contents I could only divine. The stocks that restrained me were a simple set of vertical beams diagonally supported by triangular struts. At the upper end my head and wrists were locked in a board that had half-moon cutouts and could be slide into the beams from the top. This allowed them to raise or lower from practically forcing my hands level with my ankles to stretching me on tip-toes. The set-up below was horizontal and similarly constructed - both could be removed from the beams whilst remaining locked. A bar as slid under my tummy and drawn back forcing my ass up and leaving me half-hanging half holding myself in the device. A small shiver of fear and cold sweat ran down my spine - my stance was wide open and the thin clothing I wore fell open leaving my body accessible if still covered. Unable to see behind me, I could just hear or sense them walking around me admiring my upthrust buns and the red thing peeking through the thin peignoir I wore.

Maddam and the strange lady had exchanged some words but as I struggled to find a balance their whispered exchange escaped me. In my mind's eye they were watching me expecting... something. Their presence so close beside me and yet invisible to my eyes was driving me mad - did I want them to touch me, at times when I sensed or heard them move I imagined feeling the heat radiating from their skin and shining on mine. The scent of their perfume and Maddam's hair spray had filled the room and this feminine rich scent cloyed my senses but still no word was spoken.