They reached a room with a table in the middle.
“Just lay on the table as you have to and I will fix your thighs to the table.”
Alexa walked to the table and soon lay on her belly. Roxanne came with some chains, put them through holes in the table around Alexas thighs and fixed them with a padlock.
“Is it tight enough?”
“Oh, yes. I think so. Could you please tie my ankles too?”
“Sure…Fixed.!”
“Okay, then.”