Strapping lad

"Brilliant!" exclaimed Marcus to himself, rather audibly, but the boy was too far gone to hear. "Perfectly positioned for my needs."

Marcus shuffled over to the bed and, using leather straps, he secured the boy's wrists to the bed-end. The boy didn't stir at all. Then, for complete safety, he secured his ankles to the ferrules on the bottom bed-end. Rufus fidgeted a bit but Marcus was determined to secure him firmly, despite the risk that he might awaken.

“You’ll not move far, but I need you awake and absolutely steaming mad. Be sure to wake me! Hehe!”