And Draco bore down on her mentally, solidifying the image in her mind so that she could almost feel bindings on her wrists and ankles on her body - and the nipple clamps would feel almost as real as she could imagine them being with nothing actually physically there, every single one of the teeth​ given form and weight in her imagination by his.

"Whimper for me and I'll apparate us out of here." With his free hand he was slipping his two devices back in his pocket.