"Why are these ropes needed, again?", Amber asked as Mark tied her wrists together.<br /><br />"Your bodystocking will compress down to a singularity when I press the button. We don't want your feet and hands to get pulled in as well, do we?"<br /><br />"Um, I guess not?" <br /><br />Amber was still unsure and very nervous. The bodystocking covered everything between her wrists and her ankles, both of which were now tied tight. It was hooded, so she watched Mark move to the control panel through the sheer black nylon.<br /><br />"Wait! It covers my head too! &nbsp;Won't it get compres--". Shhhhlurpppppp! &nbsp;<br /><br />Amber's body disappeared into a small black mass as the ropes snapped tight, suspending her hands and feet above the floor. <br /><br />They struggled against the bonds and the pull that was deep within her. &nbsp;She struggled even more when Mark touched her.