The driver removed the slave’s wrist shackles and fitted him with transport irons: A waist chain with a handcuff on each side. “Then keep your mouth shut and follow my instructions.” Before unlocking the slave’s leg irons, the driver pulled up the legs of the slave’s jeans and locked a stun cuff onto each of the slave’s legs. The driver opened the door of the van and stepped in. He was shifting uncomfortably from the pressure on his bladder when the van came to a stop. The third slave didn’t know how long the ride had been, just that it seemed to last forever. Mostly, we know you like to be controlled and you will fit well into your new occupation.”Ĭontinue reading Three Slaves – Part 03 → collars GDude-JP Practicerestraint “Yes, 502, we know about your fondness for Dickens. Number 502’s eyes widened slightly, either from the reference or from the “doc” coming into view. You’ll learn more about your situation shortly, but for right now you need to know that you are here to play the roles we assign you. He let out a small cry that came out as a gurgle. Number 502 recognized the voice of the “doc.” He tried to turn his head in the direction of the voice, but found his head was strapped down. As his eyes came into focus and his hearing because more acute, he realized he couldn’t talk. It took him a while to get a grasp on his surroundings and circumstances.
