Jodie groaned to herself as she woke, and struggled upright.
The chains helped.
Not that they were chains, really. Metal cables, attached to formed bands, wrapped around her wrists and ankles.
Sometimes she thought they might be attached deeper. Not that she’d ever get a chance to look.
She had a job to do, after all.
She was barely awake, and the wall lit up, with a dildo in the normal location. She didn’t bother to look at the instructions, at least not ﬁrst thing. She knew what they said.