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Their long, thick, well-set legs were spread wide on either side of Him when He lowered her to the carpeted floor. She could barely raise herself to her full height when He shoved her to her knees, spreading her legs widely. She was pinned securely to the carpet, with her head landing over the edge of the staircase. He positioned her head to the wall, pushing her cheek between the wall and the cold steel floor. He carefully tied a length of rope from the two hooks at the base of the stairs to the underside of her wrists. She was effectively hanging by her wrists, but the rope had been tied so that her arms stretched above her head. He walked to the end of the room and opened the shackles. A pair of shackles jutted from the floor, extending from the top of the stairs. Both pairs of shackles were attached to an overhead chain that ran between the pulleys at the base of the stairs. A chain from the other pulley, just below her ass, ran up the back of the chair she sat in. He walked to the pulley between her breasts, lightly stroking her skin. The entire system was bolted to the ceiling. The only freedom she had was the freedom to move in only a narrow, confined area.

He moved back to the center of the room. The cordless phone he had placed in the junk pile was his to use. He picked up the phone. He handed the cordless phone to her. "Hi." He smiled. "How are you?" "How are you doing?" "I am fine." "Good." He hung up. He picked up the phone again. The tone of His voice was different this time. Tense. He had a sudden, powerful urge to touch her. To pull her to Him. He remembered the earlier failure of his attempts to do so.

A mere thought of it sent him into a euphoric state. He paused for a moment to reassess his actions. He knew there was an intense physical and emotional investment involved with what he was doing. A thought struck him, however. Perhaps it was the realization that he had willingly chosen a position of power in order to possess an object for his own delight. To use or to claim? He could not decide. But the choice was made for him, and he began to pick up the phone. "Hello." "My brain is so busy that it is hard to concentrate." Her voice was rich in emotion. "Your car broke down, I took you to the hospital and got you checked in. You were very weak, you looked very exhausted. Did you think I would allow that?" "No. I don't think so." He placed a hand on her shoulder. "I know you did." "Yes." "I think I would like to see those bruises..