Chapter 33 Nerthus

• Nerthus
• As he finishes to tie my last joint with an extra pull, he gets up without saying anything more to me. He closes up my little cage and talks to his colleague about how this bitch broke his fucking nose.
• I push down the urge to chuckle silently, as there is really nothing to laugh about. Daring a look around to see the other stalls filled with a lot of people, I notice that I’m getting quite the VIP treatment. Also, I’m like on display as I seem to be in the centre of the poorly lit hall, attracting prying eyes. I fail to loosen the tight strap around my wrists but continue to move against it. Trying to keep my panic down at me being tied to a chair, I take long and calming breaths. I used to get tied down a lot back at home and even if I had to overcome my initial trauma by having it in my repertoire, I still can’t handle a chair.