The man walked up to the leather cocoon and regarded it for a long moment, as if thinking.He examined the zipper running from the back of the "head" down its front towards the "feet". Hemoved to a nearby pillar and flipped a switch, then returned to regard the cocoon. He reached up behind the head, gripped the zipper firmly, and slowly pulled it downwards along the length to the bottom.Beneath were tight leather laces. He tugged them loose, and the cocoon began to split open.Pale, glistening white flesh appeared. He gripped the front and forced it open, peeling it slowly back from the head of a woman who seemed to stand unconscious within.Her skin was soaked in sweat, hair matted against her scalp. She breathed slowly, headlolling back as he pulled the cocoon father open, baring more of her sweat soaked body, her fleshflushed with heat.He moved to a nearby pillar and threw a switch. With a low grinding sound the hook holding the cocoon aloft began to descend. He moved to the woman and reached to the top of thecocoon, slipping the leather sack free of the hook, then gently letting it down on the ground.He knelt beside it, peeling the leather back and open to more fully expose the woman layingthere. She moaned weakly, eyes still closed, then let out a soft whimper of pain as he exposed her legs, bending them slightly. He carefully unbuckled the straps which bound them tightly together at ankle, knee and thigh, then eased her thighs apart, exposing her closely shaven mons.He quite matter of factly spread the lips of her sex with blunt fingers, then pushed hisfingers up to grip the base of a thick cylinder wedged within. He tugged it slowly down, notingwithout interest that the metal glistened as wetly as her body as inch after inch was exposed to theoverhead light.A full foot slid out of her tight depths. He set it aside, then moved to her top, againremoving the remnants of the cocoon, then unstrapping her arms. The insides of the leather werecovered in circular metal pads the size of small coins, and he could see the light impressions theyhad left all across her pale skin, especially where the leather had squeezed particularly tightly, suchas her breasts, and the sides of her hips.She groaned again, and her eyelids flickered slightly. Her body shifted slowly on the floor,one of her legs slowly twisting a few inches.The man slipped his arms under the now nude body of the young woman and lifted her upacross his shoulder as he got to his feet. She dangled limply, her head hanging down as he carriedher across the room, then began to ascend the stairs.He moved slowly and carefully with his burden, reached the first level of cellars, thencarried her along a wide, stone corridor to a room at its end. There he set her body down on a largemetal table.The woman was beginning to stir more now, her eyes fluttering as she looked out dazedly.He ignored her responses, removing his jacket, then rolling up his shirt before turning back to her.The table had drainage channels along the sides where liquid was directed downwards. Italso contained a pipe running upwards from the left top corner. A tap sprouted from one side of the pipe, and a three foot long flexible rubber tube from the other. The rubber tube had a lever at itsmetal end, and as he pointed the tube at the girl's shifting body and tugged on the lever a gush of water sprayed forth.He adjusted the water temperature, keeping it warm as he ran the hose up and down theyoung woman's body. As it sprayed water over her face she sputtered weakly and mumbled acomplaint. She half raised one hand to ward the spray off, then let it drop again.He turned off the water and hung the hose from a clip, then picked up soft sponge and a bar of soap and began to soap her body. He appeared unaffected by how lush and unspoiled her fleshappeared, his hand running casually over large, rounded breasts, along slender thighs, then back and forth over her tender mons.