She gave no assistance to her girl as she clambered up on the chair. At first waiting to see if she needed true aid or would she speak out to request it. She had noticed thew look given to her, perhaps asking for a change of mind reguarding the chair though no change of mind came nor was it given as she walked back to her cupboard. Reaching a hand in she retrieved several items this time. Some appearing harmless. The first to emerge was a long dark grey bird feather, the second was a small handled flogger that stretched down to seven little lines of leather though it was well used and the leather flexed easily. The third was s small metal bar with a ankle cuff at each end. Twin padlocks made from silver and two keys.<br/><br/>Moving silently back to stand before her girl she placed each item on the desk in front of her. She was not aware of any fear of height the girl may have had..or at least she could not remember being informed of such. Picking up the metal bar between her legs. Locking each cuff around each ankle. Though she could move her girls she could not bring them together.<br/><br/>She looked up to Celia a moment a almost warm smile touched her lips as she trailed her finger over the feather then the flogger trying to decide which one to use first.  After a few moments of torturing Celia she grasped the feather lightly and walked around the back of the chair. Grateful she had enough room to accomplish this easily. For a moment nothing seemed to happen until Celia could feel the tip of the feather glide along the skin at the back of her right knee.