The tattooed woman followed her curvy companion around the room. "This is usually referred to as a spanking bench or spanking horse." She grinned, "As for what it's for, well given the name you can probably guess." She shrugged and made a quick decision. Putting herself in a vulnerable position didn't make her any less dominant and some things were easier demonstrated than explained.<br/><br/>"You can use it in a number of ways, the two most common are like this:" And she pulled herself up onto the cushioned ledge on one side, kneeling on it, then bent over to put her hands on the ledge on the other side, her belly resting across the main padded bench in the middle. "This way, your backside pokes up. It usual to have hands and legs spread and secured to the horse as far apart as they will reach. The other way is more common..." She rotated herself through ninety degrees, swinging one leg over the bench and resting her knees on the ledges on either side, hands stretched to grasp the far end of both ledges. The top of the bench was just too wide so her hips and backside were jutting out over the end. "Again, wrists and ankles secured, or elbows and knees, or a strap across the back or neck..." She slid back onto the floor. "Depending on the individual, they can be secured completely astride it. Other rooms have similar benches with a number of variations"<br/><br/>Mikie followed Sam to the cabinet and nodded. "No chains, noted."<br/><br/>She laughed at Sam's question about the Gurney. "Oh heavens no! It's to strap the submissive onto. It's much more versatile that any of the other furniture in this room. The height can be easily adjusted, It's narrow enough to get at the person on it from all angles without having to climb up there with them, it can be tilted in a number of ways, and it is loaded with straps and anchor points."<br/><br/>She smiled and gave the wheeled trolley-bed an affectionate pat, but then voiced what Sam hadn't said aloud. "Mind you, what you said about nothing in here being that dangerous, everything in here could be extremely dangerous in the wrong hands. When an experienced sub is instructing a new domme, they have these little radio transmitter buttons, they can push and one of the staff will use the passkey to come in and stop whatever is happening. They don't get much use but there have been occasions. They also give them to nervous first time subs as an extra assurance." The fact that Sam hadn't been offered one was a testament to her own self-confidence as well as to the staff's confidence in Michelle.<br/><br/>"What do I like...? Hmmm. for my favourite fetish we'd need to be in a different room, but I tell you what, why don't we start by strapping you to the spanking horse and putting some colour on your cheeks?" She grinned and landed a gentle pat on Sam's ample backsidem, to make it clear which cheeks she was talking about. "But it's really up to you. I mean if you want, you can walk out that door right now, no harm no foul, and I will still take you into the white room and make sure you want to see me again...!"<br/><br/>She shrugged and added "Also, you need to decide if you want to stay clothed, strip to your undies, or go naked, and if you want to stay even partly clothed do you value the clothes you have on..." She grinned. "Some people like to be undressed by the D during the session, but it can be pretty tricky getting your clothes off when you're tied up, so we either rip them or cut them off.  Obviously you don't wear your most expensive or cherished clothes." Mikie pointed at the door to the changing room. "You can get undressed in there. There sould be a robe or two if you feel shy coming out."<br/><br/>Something else occurred to her. "Oh, and what about me? I can be dressed like this, or in my undies, or just my tats and peircings, or I can nip out to the wardrobe and get some proper domme leather stuff! You can change your mind at any time of course, same as with what you're wearing, just tell me, okay?"