He continued to turn the wheel, taking up the last of the slack and drawing her arms up.  A few more clicks drew her body taut, the bindings at her legs and wrists tugging at her.<br/><br/>"It will pull... and pull... and pull..." he said as he turned it further, each click drawing her tighter, "Your flesh and bone will give way before the steel and wood and leather does.  The joints in your shoulders and elbows will pop, then come completely apart.  As will your hips if I keep going long enough..."