Again you awake with a start, again you feel like you can't move. Shaking your head from side to side you open your eyes and see you are still in the hidden room, a few things have moved around since you passed out, including three large freestanding mirrors in front and to the sides of you giving you a prefect view of your situation and... restricting your view of everything behind them...
You are getting sick of mirrors, they appear to be the main feature of the last few hours, but at least now you don't think you are possessed, this time your wrists, waist and ankles are attached to a padded St. Andrews cross, stretched enough to give little to no movement. There appeared to be a subtle incline backwards that was removing most of the pressure from your wrists holding you upright. You turn your head to see the leather cuffs you were wearing were more like gauntlets, supporting a lot more than what you have seen previously, glancing down via the mirror you see your ankles have a similar more supportive design, you do like the red leather color.
Looking around you can no longer see the door or the mannequins, you see via the reflections some of the other furniture items, one of the shower stalls and nothing else other than yourself, you are happy to notice your erection had at least died down almost completely even as your mind is still on the edge of arousal. And you wait...
You try to struggle against the restraints and fail, they don't give anything at all, you start considering yelling for help, but who knows you are here? and did you want to attract Penny's attention sooner?
"Darling! Thanks for staying!" her voice appeared from no where, filled with joy and excitement...
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