For a moment, Kerelith examined the girl with squinted eyes, considering everything that had to be done with her, and how she would have to begin. Perhaps to the girl it might have looked like a sign of empathy at her words, but in truth the succubus had barely taken note of them.<br/><br/>“This way,” she finally said and stepped forward, walking the girl backwards until she’d turn around, still holding her by the neck. On the other side of the room, where the girl had only barely seen earlier when she’d been spinning in the air on the rope, was another door, in addition to a set of drawers by the bed, and a large desk to the left. The demon kicked the remains of the dress under the bed as she stepped over them, and then made her way towards the door at the back. Behind it, there was a small corridor, longer to the left where it eventually opened to some kind of a room, and with two doors to the right: one at the end and one on the opposite wall. The corridor, too, was covered with a long, exquisite carpet, which made it comfortable for the demon to drag her tail along on the floor.<br/><br/>The door that Kerelith opened was the one on the opposite wall, a little to the right, and while it was made of the same dark wood as the other doors, had stronger metal reinforcements on its hinges and the handle. On the outside, there was a hole and a key inside it, although the door wasn’t locked for now, and on the inside there was only a square metal plate in the place of a handle and the keyhole. The door opened into the room without a click, presumably only to be locked by the key. Here, there was no carpet, but the flat, black stones that made up the floor had been polished perfectly smooth so the demon could still keep her tail lowered. It was dark, the only light coming from the corridor behind, and so it was difficult to make out any details of the room. Judging by the door, it could have been a prison, but seemed far too large for a single cell.<br/><br/>The two women walked through the dark towards the center, and the girl could be able to make out the shapes of some kind of metal frames placed here and there along their path. They stopped by some kind of a wooden rack, and then Kerelith gestured the girl to turn around by pulling her by the shoulder and the arm. Her bare back was pushed against smooth, polished wood, and then the demon took a grip of her wrist, forcing the arm higher, until it too came in contact with a wooden board. There, Kerelith withdrew the hand from the girl’s neck so for a moment she stood mostly free, but the wrist was quickly moved slightly higher where the succubus could wrap it in a wide strap of leather with a similar feel to it than the bounds on the rope before. Then was the turn for the other wrist, and whether the girl tried to resist or not didn’t matter much as her right arm was stuck far above her head, slightly to the side, although not quite completely straightened.<br/><br/>Without a word, the demon continued to work on the straps so both arms were soon in similar positions and the girl only able to freely move her legs and neck. When Kerelith finally knelt down, grabbed the girl’s ankle, and pulled it to the side, the wooden boards aligned behind her so the straightened arm and the leg rested precisely along it. The right ankle was strapped to the lower part of the wooden cross, and then the left one on the other side, so the girl was fixed in a position shaped like an X where she could only stand on her toes on the floor. Her neck was free, and even though the straps kept her wrists and ankles rather tightly against the wood, they were just loose enough that she could arch her back to push its middle a few inches off the rack. The leather was not entirely uncomfortable and could allow her to rest her feet in the air by putting her weight on the straps alone.<br/><br/>When she was all set, after testing the bounds, the demon walked out of the room and shut the door with a click of its lock, so the naked girl was left trapped in pitch-black darkness, although in temperature equally warm to the bedroom they had just been in. Minutes passed, yet the succubus didn’t return.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>