Suspended in a tube

Starlight could only loll helplessly as she was carried around the room, her vision restricted to a few glimpses off the receptionists shiny rubber covered rear and clicking heels as she strode towards the device she had chosen.

She heard a glass door sliding across runners and a moment later the glass walls of one of the tubes came into view. Hands grasped her waist and slowly lowered her down until her feet touched the floor again. Her legs buckled immediately, but those strong hands supported her, guiding her gently to her knees. Her arms hung limply at the sides and her head lolled on her shoulders, letting her view her predicament from a strange angle. The receptionist towered over her, gloved hands idly reaching out to stroke the heroine's blonde hair. She took a handful and gently pulled Starlight's head back forcing her to look up into her cruel eyes as she spoke.

"Well Starlight, this is one of my favourite toys. I'm afraid it doesn't have a fancy name, we just call it 'The Tube'. Sounds ominous doesn't it? In just a moment I'd going to chain you up in here and seal up that door, you'll be locked inside for quite a while and I'm going to do all kinds of things to you. I have all kinds of features I want to try out on you." She paused for a moment and a devilish smile crept across her painted lips as she slowly steered Starlight's head forwards, pressing it against the front of her rubber leggings, the heroines nose inches from her concealed sex. Starlight could only gaze up with pleading eyes as the scent of rubber filled her nostrils, her mouth hanging open involuntarily as if she were hungry for a taste.

"Oh just thinking about it is getting me wet, I'd love to get that beautiful face between my legs right now, but it's going to have to wait. Who knows how long that **** is going to keep you docile?" She pulls Starlight back again and releases her hair, reaching down and grabbing hold of her right wrist instead. She pulls it up and slips something around her wrist which is followed a moment later by the click of a lock snapping shut. Her other arm follows suit and Starlight feels a rising sense of panic within her. Both her arms are already bound and she still feels no hint of her strength returning to her yet, her window to escape is slimming rapidly as the redhead steps outside briefly and keys something in on a panel.

She can't even manage a yelp as she feels her arms being pulled up as whatever she has been tied to is retracted into the tubes ceiling. Her knees, then her feet leave the floor until she is hanging a good foot off the air, swinging silently in absolute helplessness, her arms held straight up and her vision locked down. She can watch this time as the redhead moves back inside and pulls a shiny steel cuff from a recess in the chamber floor, hauling it out and snapping it shut around one of her ankles. A thick chain links it back to the floor and feeds into a winch on a rail that runs the edge of the tube. Her other leg soon joins its partner in captivity and the receptionist steps outside once more, blowing a kiss through the glass at the immobile hero.

The cuffs binding her arms begin to move again, not up this time, but sideways. She feels them being pulled out to a 45 degree angle, forcing her into a Y shape. Her ankle cuffs follow suit, transforming that Y into an X, her body forming a perfect cross. The chains retract as far as they possibly can, giving her no slack whatsoever and pulling her taut, her chest thrust out and every limb extended to it's limit to form clean lines.

"Oh you look delicious like that, your figure really is amazing you know. That outfit of yours certainly does flatter. Of course it will be coming off in a moment, but this whole thing is being recorded so I've got some lovely stills of you all trussed up like this. I do have one little addition for you though, just whilst you're all limp. I'm sorry the colour doesn't match your outfit but I'm sure it will look stunning on you."

She steps inside with a black posture collar held in her hands and reaches up to slip it around Starlight's throat. She expertly maneuvers the girls head so that she can fit it securely and begins tugging the lacing shut, closing it about her neck. "Chin up love" she adds with a smirk, running her hands down the heroine's taut body, tracing every line and curve.

Starlight can only breathe rapidly and endure it, her eyes darting from side to side as the hands roam over her, exploring every part of her exposed body. The situation cannot get much worse for her, at this point she is fully bound and utterly immobile, at the mercy of this woman and with only the faintest hint of control returning to her limbs. She does he best to thrash about and ignore the undeniable erotic element to the situation, clamping down on it and forcing it back as she tries to move, her weak struggles resulting in nothing more than her rocking her hips.

"Ooh, getting into it are we?" her captor teases, brushing a red finger against the crotch, pressing the thin material of the catsuit into the pliant flesh beneath. "If you aren't now, believe me you'll be begging me for it soon."

With that she turns and steps from the tube, the glass door sliding silently back into place and sealing Starlight within. Her eyes roam the interior of the tube, looking for any hint of what might come next. A soft chime reaches her ears, followed by a gently background hum as machinery came to life around her. Her captors cruel voice echoed around the chamber, projected from some built in speaker she was unable to locate.

"Now then, I have so many options, where shall I start with you?