Gabe

I signed the paper and handed both the pen and paper back to the man.

He smiled, handing me my card and a key card as he spoke, "Fourth floor. Room 403."

I nodded and walked back to the elevator and hit the call button.

Moira decided now was the perfect time to speak, "Gabe.."

I spoke without addressing her, "Not now. Wait until we are in our room."

Moira quickly shut up but in the blurry reflection in the elevator doors I saw her nod.

The elevator opened and we rode up to the fourth floor before exiting.

I walked over to find room 403 and swiped the card in the door as I heard an audible click and opened the door.

I walked in and let the scene speak for itself in my plan to scare Moira out of whatever she was thinking.

In the middle of the room was a wooden apparatus that you’ve seen in medieval movies, television, and if you’ve been to any fair with this contraption that was meant to torture prisoners. Though now they were heavily used in the bdsm community.

If I remember my history the wooden device was called a pill...something or another.

Pilly?

Pillor?

I shrugged at my own internal thinking as I was sure it had ’pill’ in the name somewhere.

If I was sitting down doing a multiple choice test I could probably find the right answer but off the top of my head the exact name was escaping me.

Off to the right of whatever it was called stood a metal frame on wheels with a pully system attached to it, rope and leather cuffs dangling from the top. The metal frame looked like it was adjustable depending on one’s height.

Then off the left of the wooden contraption was a table with multiple items laid out for display.

I looked over to my two to see their own individual reactions.

Sabrina looked at the setup and I saw the color drain from her face as she was instantly imagined what I had planned and only assumed she would be the star for today’s main show as she had agreed to my vague offer to make someone jealous.

She darted her attention to me and though she didn’t verbally scowl at me I saw it in her eyes.

I smiled at her and nodded as if confirming the silent question as she looked up and huffed causing me to lightly chuckle as I could only hear her thoughts as it screamed FUCK MY LIFE!!!

I looked over at Moira who, like Sabrina, had the color drain from her face as she silently contemplated what she had just done by talking to me.

Good it looks like my little fear demonstration was doing its job.

I spoke, "You know what to do, slave. Strip!"

Moira flinched as she heard my command and momentarily followed my order as she grabbed her coat to start removing before she froze and remembered that the command might not be for her as she turned her attention to Sabrina.

Sabrina in the meantime gave me the dirtiest look before she started to comply by reaching for her coat.

I quickly spoke, "uh huh huh. You know better slave. Corner," I growled the rest of my command, "now!"

Even that caught Sabrina as she flinched and looked at me wide eyed, not sure what to do before she moved in the direction I pointed to.

She walked off and as she passed me I growled again, "I didn’t hear your answer slave."

Sabrina froze and she eyed me for a moment before she spoke, "Yes sir!"

She quickly moved off in the direction behind my back. I turned my attention to Moira and smiled like my mood swings were so wild, "Sorry about that Moira. You wanted to speak to me?"

Moira, who had watched the entire show with her mouth open in obvious shock, looked from Sabrina to me before blinking and realized that she was the one who wanted to speak not knowing I was putting on a show for her. She opened her mouth and closed it again before opening it to form the words that had mysteriously escaped her until that moment, "Right. I did want to speak with you."

She turned her attention from me towards Sabrina before she looked at me, "I could have just met you somewhere else you know. Somewhere more....," she looked at Sabrina who was almost done, "formal."

I smiled as I spoke, "Na here is fine."

I turned my attention to Sabrina who had just removed her thong and was stepping out of everything. I looked at Moira, "Hold on for a second will you?"

Moira nodded furiously and spoke shakily, "O-o-ok."

I turned my attention to Sabrina as I walked over to the wooden thing and grabbed the top end to lift and was mildly shocked to find that the top half of the wooden apparatus was surprisingly heavy.

Not overly heavy but heavy enough to understand once this clamps down on one’s neck and wrists it is difficult to lift with your sensitive areas more or less trapped.

Like if I was trapped in this contraption and tried to lift the moment this thing put any pressure on the back of my neck or wrists I would probably give up in point two (.02) seconds.

I let my momentary surprise lapse as I pointed to Sabrina, "Get in."

Sabrina looked at me giving me her usual defiant look but she looked at me as I knew I had my eyebrow raised. The moment was quick but it was there before she huffed and meekly started walking towards what was about to happen.

I’m sure she had multiple ideas or scenarios running through her head as she took each step as her hesitancy grew with each step forward. I decided to help as I commanded in my best booming voice, "Now slave!"

Of course Sabrina jumped hearing me get my voice so loud and to be honest I even shocked myself but it did the trick as she walked up more briskly to stand in front of me and the wooden apparatus that I held open. She looked at me and she muttered under her breath, "You better fulfill your promise later!"

I smiled, "And you might like this."

She looked at the wooden structure before she looked at me and hissed, "I doubt it."

I growled, "GET IN!!!"

Sabrina looked at me wide eyed at the sudden change as she quickly nodded and spoke, "Yes sir!"

She turned and bent over letting her neck and wrists rest in the divots of the wood causing me to smile. I slowly shut the wooden plank on top of her and as it shut I heard her meekly yelp out ’eeek!’

I bent down to see there was clearly at least two or so inches of clearance around her neck so it wouldn’t choke her but wasn’t big enough for her to pull her head out.....at least not enough without a lot of lubricant, a vice to squeeze the head, and a lot of effort.

The holes around her wrists were about the same as it had enough clearance to where she could freely move her wrists and hands but it wasn’t enough to pull her hands out of the holes.

The apparatus firmly had Sabrina stuck in place to where she couldn’t move.

Now I could be an asshole and throw a lock on it to where she was stuck until I removed the lock and she would be a victim to whatever torment I had in mind.

But seeing how I had the room for a couple of hours seemed like it was counter productive as the current show had its desired effect as Moira just stared at what was happening in utter disbelief.

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