Anna went to one wall and pushed a button. Immediately, the room was filled with a soft humming sound and the crossbar lowered to within reach of Lisa's strained fingers. Anna walked over to the girl and smiled once more, slipping the straps over Lisa's right wrist and attaching her hand to one end of the pole. The girl could feel her body stretching even from this light bit of work. She had to stand on tiptoe while the matron finished attaching her left wrist to the pole.

"Oh, that hurts!" the girl moaned, wincing with discomfort. Her arches were hurting her from standing on her toes, but it was the only thing she could do to keep the pain from her shoulders and upper arms.

"Too bad! We'll see what we can do to stop it," Anna said, laughing softly, then slipping two fingers between Lisa's bra cups and tearing them down.

The girl screamed, feeling her halter rip from her body. Her tits flopped loosely against her heaving chest, the nipples pink and hard. For a second, Lisa thought she had seen Anna licking her lips. That thought evaporated when she felt the matron pulling down her panties.

But the briefs were around her knees now, slipping no farther as her legs were spread on the floor.

"What a nice, pink little ass. I could do such naughty things to that plump ass."

Lisa's cheeks burned with shame as she felt Anna's fingers crawling over her ass. She had never been stripped like this, felt up like this, humiliated like this! And there would be more, she was sure of it.

"Now, then, let's see how much we can stretch."

"What?"

Anna went back to the control panel, flipping open the back door and pressing a button. Immediately Lisa felt the pressure increase around her shoulders as the bar slowly rose back toward the ceiling. Lisa's eyes rounded, her head jerking from side to side as she stared at the bonds around her wrists. The leather grew more taut, pulling her body up from the floor while the ties kept her ankles against the floor.