A selection of holding systems

With her arms bound behind her back, and very aware of her nudity and the way her bare breasts jiggled as she walked,Cheri went up the ramp. At the top was a corridor with cages or cells of different sizes, Most were the sizes of small rooms, but there were floor to ceiling racks of cages which might, just, hold a kneeling girl. There were also what looked like sets of metallic bars and mechanisms with mechanical arms which curved rounds spaces where a girl, or girls would fit, and strange glowing objects, mostly in locations on the girl shaped spaces Cheri did not want to think about.

She walked past one small cell which contained the girl who had been second in line. Her bangles, which had bound her arms behind her back, now seemed to be hanging from hooks on the back wall, and she was standing in the middle of the cell, covering herself as best she can. Being observed by another woman, who, although naked, can at least cover her essentials, made Cheri even more aware of her exposure. Most of the cells have walls between them, but the one holding this prisoner has bars, spaced widely enough to reach through, separating it from its neighbours, and it is too narrow for its occupier to evade the reach of girls in adjacent cells, if they were populated.

Cheri noticed a wall which reminded her of a well organized tool shed, with tools clipped to attachment points in front of silhouettes of the tool. Instead of the familiar woodworking and similar tools, attached to the wall were what Cheri could recognize as a couple of different riding crops, and other things near them she assumed were whips, a wide selection of feathers, large and small, things which looked like a selection of spikey wheels on sticks, jumbles of chains, and many items. Some of them Cheri could guess their function from their shape, others she did not want to speculate, let alone find out from having them used on her, as the middle of the display was a spreadeagled female outline, with metal bands for wrists, ankles, above elbows and knees, waist and upper thighs. Fortunately the bands were closed, and Cheri felt a surge of relief when then remained that way as she passed. If they had opened for her then she knew that would have been an order that she was to occupy the designated space.

A barred door swung open in front of Cheri, blocking the corridor. Whatever was behind that door was Cheri's destination.