Now, suspend her from the ceiling

Duromast first pulls Cinnamon's arms behind her back, pulling the flexable girl's arms back and up until her both her elbows are touching, like an inverted prayer position. Her latex body suit seems to understand his intention, the rubbery skin sealing and holding her arms in that position, gluing her latex coated arms to her back and to each other.

The demon grabs hold of one of Cinnamon's exposed fleshy tits and tugs on it, pulling her forward as he strides back across the chamber. He's twice as tall as she, so it's a struggle for her to keep up with him, especially with her arms bound behind her. She nearly falls once, and only his firm grip on her breast keeps her from falling, though she spends a few seconds being held up by her fat tit alone.

In the center of the room is an elaborate system of pulleys and chains, for this and for other similar purposes. Cinnamon just barely hears the rattling of chains as the demon hooks the chains to the d-rings embedded in shoulders of the rubber suit, but she isn't sure what's happening until she feels herself hoisted up off of the ground. Once she's suspended about eight feet in the air the demon adds a few more chains at her waist and ankles, pulling them up as well until she's suspended horizontally; face down of course so that her huge tits hang down. Her soft, gently swinging breasts hang about two feet below the rest of her body, making such tantalizing targets. It's all Duromast can do to keep himself from just punching them black and blue, but such **** would probably be against Chyoa's rules.