The sun has gone, and the moon shines down through the curtains. You continue to kneel in the bare room - your cell. You have been there all day, without relief from your bonds.
You were taken there by Master this morning, without any explanation, without any word at all. You had tried to ask why, but you had received just silence, and a few hard slaps as you crawled beside him on all fours.
Your naked body, sweating due to the heat all day, was now becoming cold as the night fell. With horror, you realised that you may be there all night... naked, shivering, trembling.
You dare not cry out. You were told not to move from your kneeling position, and to keep your head up and your eyes down. The camera in the corner of the room stares down unblinking at you, and you know that if you disobey, He will know.
The room get steadily darker, and you begin to lose all hope of being released that evening, when the door bursts open, and Master stands there, silhouetted in the bright light.
"Get up"
You thrill to hear his voice, even so severe. You dare not raise your eyes, but as you rise, you see that Master is naked, and carries something that fills you with dread - a long, severe, bullwhip.
You are collared, and led from the room by a chain fixed to the collar, into the warmth of the living room. Master stands you up against the wall, and ties the chain to a ring placed there.
He ties a small piece of ribbon around the ring in your belly button, and fixes that firmly to the wall as well, you cannot move.
Your hands are untied, and then secured above your head to a chain in the ceiling, forcing you up onto your tiptoes, which pulls the ribbon tight. Your legs are attached to a spreader, forcing them wide open. You are now completely secured, unable to move more than an inch.
