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On the floor is a pair of manacles. Lock one on your right wrist only, leaving the other free. Sit on the chair. Be certain that the visitors you find thereon are made welcome. Once seated, buckle the upper belt tightly about your waist and the lower one tightly about your thighs. Then fasten the remaining manacle on your left wrist behind the chair. Maryann picked up the manacles. Like the previous ones, they were joined by a foot of chain, but were much lighter in weight. She locked one on her right wrist as instructed. As she approached the chair, she saw that a dildo and butt plug were firmly attached to the seat. The chair was bolted to the floor and a wide leather strap was attached to the seat and another to the back. She backed away from the chair, sat down against the wall and began to cry.
"Please," she whimpered. "Please don't make me. I'm sorry. I'll take the books back. I won't do it again. Please. Haven't I suffered enough?" Her pleas went unanswered. It took about three hours but finally she approached the chair again, rereading the message to recall exactly what she was to do. Slowly she sat down, allowing the intruders the work their way into her. They were large but not overly so and were lubricated, and the task turned out to be less difficult and painful than she had feared it would be. Once seated, she grasped the ends of the upper belt and buckled it snugly around he waist as instructed. Then she buckled her thighs to the seat with the lower belt. Reaching behind the seat she managed to snap the remaining manacle on her left wrist. She was now strapped tightly into the chair with her hands chained behind her.