“Spread your legs as much as you can, Julia!” she commanded harshly, kneeling before me.
Helpless, uncomfortable, dangling in mid-air, I wanted to be let down soon and so with little thought of resistance, I did as she ordered.
Alexandra snapped the heavy, mechanical joints at the ends of the two separator bars into fittings on the cuffs. One went between my knee cuffs, then the other between my ankles. My ankle cuffs were now held apart by a 50 cm long, rigid steel bar, while above, my knees were kept apart by one of 30 cm length. Between the ankle and knee cuffs, on the inner sides of my legs, other thinner shafts rose to maintain their vertical separation. For a moment I didn’t realize just how terrible this new arrangement was, then feeling this further limitation of my leg’s ability
