(Originally written by: Calvin)
Katy unconsciously held her breath, as she waited for the game to decide her fate, .
"Therefore, I have decided to make an example of you. You will spend the time until your next turn, strapped to the bondage bench in the corner. Sort of a time out for you, Katy"
"NO WAY! I won't let you do that to me, this is stupid!" Katy said as she crossed her arms in defiance.
"I'm afraid you will" replied the game, in a calm voice.
Katy suddenly found that she was standing. Not just standing, she was actually walking toward the corner of the room.
"Mmmmfffffff!!!"
Katy found that her mouth would not open or respond to her commands, nor any part of her body for that matter. She was being marched closer and closer to that horrible bench in the corner. It was a large bench, covered in black leather, with numerous straps and attachment points scattered all over it's construction.
Katy found herself bending over the bench, and placing her wrists in the fur lined restraint cuffs.
"Katy? What are you doing?" asked a very confused Jennifer.
Katy was of course, unable to answer. She felt the restraints on her wrist, ankles, and lower back, tighten against her skin. When she tried to struggle, she found that she had regained control of all her body, except her mouth. It remained tightly shut, as she pulled and twisted her body around on the bench. She finally realized just how stuck she was, and also how tempting her bound form might be to some of the people in the room. She hadn't always been the nicest person, even to her friends. As these thoughts rushed thru her head, the others in the room were doing some thinking of their own.
After a few tense minutes of discussion amongst the group, they all...
