Some special "equipment"

Iris let out a gasp as her eyes fell on the objects in the newly illuminated room.

In one corner was some apparatus that could be best described as a **** rack. On another side was a bench with prominent straps, likely to restrain the person resting on it. A chair with similar restraints stood next to it.

She gulped. So this is why she had been taken to the room. They were saving the best - or worst - for last.

Her mind raced. She had naively volunteered to help the boy, but now she was in deep shit. She cursed herself. Just what in the world was she thinking?

Wait - the boy! An idea came into her head. She scanned the room and found a window. She ran to it, praying it wasn't locked.

She opened the latch and it flew open. To her relief, it opened towards the back of the building. She looked down and saw that she was only a single floor high. To her left, she saw the boy on his bike.

"Hey!", she shouted. "Help!"

She saw him move as he looked around, confused.

"Look up!", she shouted.

He looked up. "Oh.", he said awkwardly. "Hi again."

"I need to get out of here. Can you help me?", she said.

"I can try and catch you, but it's a little high to jump.", he said. "Is there something you can use to let yourself down a bit?"

She looked around in the room. Her eyes fell on a cupboard next to the big scary rack. "One sec.", she said to him and ran to it.

She opened it and gasped. It was full of BDSM equipment, many of which she had no idea existed. She couldn't help but blush a little bit. She continued looking, and saw a large plastic bag. Maybe this had a rope?

She opened it, and to her surprise, it was full of girls' underwear. Lots of bras and panties, all of them stamped with the sorority logo. This is it, she thought. That's what I came here for. She took the bag out, and continued her search.

After a few seconds of frantically searching, she found what she was looking for - a long rope. She grabbed it and tested it, and it seemed strong enough. She ran back to the window and threw the bag out. She tied one end to the frame and lowered the rope down towards the boy. He caught it and gave her a thumbs up.

She grabbed the rope and swung her body over to the outside, before beginning to descend slowly.

"Wow.", she heard the boy say. It was then that she remembered that she was naked. She realized that up until now, he had only seen her face peeking over her window. She felt a wave of embarrassment rush through her as she realized the view she was presenting to him as she climbed down.

She heard the door to the room open, clearing her head. She began to hurry. She was almost halfway down when one of her bare feet slipped off an outcropping. She closed her eyes, bracing for impact.

To her surprise, there was none. She gently opened one of her eyes, to find that the boy had caught her. He was much stronger than he looked, she thought. He lowered her gently to the ground.

"T-thanks.", she stammered, covering her chest with her hands. He seemed equally embarrassed as they stared at each other for a moment, each unsure of what to do next.

"There she is!", a voice from the window broke the silence.