Tied to the wall

There, a couple of stronger, thicker manacles were fixed to the wall, in a shape that would keep the girl securely bound in an X shape.

"Step into the bindings," Catelyn commanded. At first, Lyanna seemed hesitant, but a sharp slap to her butt reminded her to go forward.

Catelyn knelt down, taking the sixteen-year-old's left ankle and closing the cuff around it, making sure to lock it twice. The right ankle followed shortly after, leaving Lya's legs spread far apart. Only now, that her legs were secure, the 21-year-old Catelyn removed the chain between the girl's handcuffs.

Again, the same process repeated, the redhead first fixing the left wrist to the wall, and then shackling the other.

Stepping back, Catelyn admired her handiwork. The young girl was securely restrained, without having the slightest chance of escape.

"I'll leave the choice to you," Catelyn smiled. "Edging or Orgasm ****?"