I could tell you.. *turning her around to face away from him, placing a hand on her back and folding her over the edge of the bed, holding her head into the matress as he begins to secure her arms outstretched to keep her tight against it. He doesn't want to give her even an inch to move* Or... I could show you... *now that she's secured, he traces his fingers down her sides, then down her legs, each hand getting it's own, and then securing them to the posts, spread wide for him. He traces back up them on the inner side this time, before one of his fingers goes right between her folds, teasingly, but just barely* So... what will it be... not that you have much of a choice...