When she entered, Leslie minced directly to the big table in the middle of the room, bent over it, lifted a knee up, and began to wriggle and squirm onto it. It was difficult with her hands cuffed behind her, but Craig appreciated the view. After a couple of minutes, she managed to get herself completely on the table. Once up there, she lay on her stomach and drew her legs underneath her so that her ass was sticking high in the air. She rocked backward until she was kneeling upright.

Craig read the next instruction. “Help me get up on the table and into a kneeling position.”

Too late to help her kneel on the table she had already managed that part by herself. He guessed that she was determined to do as much by herself as possible to keep to the spirit of their agreement.

The next instruction said, “Buckle the belt around my waist and buckle my ankles to the short chains.” He looked at the table of toys. They were arranged in a line again. Assuming that the order was from left to right, the first object was a wide, heavy leather belt with a short chain and leather ankle cuff attached to each side. Its function was clear. When Leslie was wearing the belt around her waist with her ankles cuffed to it, they would be held tight against her butt. She would be forced to remain in a kneeling position.

She raised her cuffed wrists so that he would have free access to her waist. She was being completely cooperative. After her ankle cuffs were buckled, she tried to rise, but the chains stopped her before her buttocks were clear of her heels. Craig did not know if she was testing the limits of her bonds for her own sake or if she was demonstrating the consequences of the arrangement to him. He hoped that she was doing it for her own sake because the idea that she might think that she needed to demonstrate the consequences of having her ankles attached to her waist by short chains was a little insulting to his intelligence.