You try to be definant, but no..

"Fix Me!", you shout at her as her hand stops from another impact, and for a moment everything seems to stop around you as she stares at you in disbelief, and you watch as that disbelief turns into a sadistic grin..

The world falls to darkness, you suspect only for moments as you open your eyes to more darkness as you can feel a blindfold over your eyes. You want to panic, but feel a calming sensation like before, she must be doing this to you, making you easier to manipulate...

You try to move and fail, once again you have awoken in a restrained position, only this time you know its not the St Andrews cross, it is a chair of some fashion. As you tug against straps on your arms and legs, you think back and remember seeing a few different wooden chairs with straps and other attachments, but unable to guess at which you now sat on or what some of the attachments were.

As for being strapped down, you could feel a your forehead held against the back of the chair, a high collar around your neck, a series of straps going down your arms to your wrists and repeating down your legs to ankles. Your legs were supported by the chair, with the uneasy sensation that there was only supports on your legs and nothing between them or against your butt.

"..." you try and say something, and nothing... there is no gag, you just cant seem to form the words, so you listen somewhere between fear and this calming arousal that is gripping you. You can hear a lot of movement, lots of feet in near silence as they move around, the sounds of furniture moving, of the storage units being opened and closed and items are removed or placed in them, and occasionally running water???

Out of nowhere you feel the blind fold pulled off your face with some ****, standing before you is Penny, very out of focus as your sight adjusts to the now very bright lights, she is laughing and saying something...