Pinkazoid! when dash regained consiousness
she found herself in a dark room. She tried to shake her head but found the taut leather strap kept firmly in place. She struggled to move, but the braces around the chest and limbs glued her to the uprighted planks. Her legs were spread wide apart. The only part of her not tied down were her wings as the frame was backless. as she writhed, Pinkie jumped into her line of sight.
"goodie, your awake. Now we can get started"