Captured (fish in a net)

You feel a large hand grab you by the arm and you turn around to try to claw at it with a shout.

The human lets you go with surprise and you stare up at his defined jawline as he looks over at one of the other humans who had shouted at him when he'd grabbed you.

You shiver in fear when staring up at him. You had never imagined this would be the way you would first meet a human, afraid and covered in muddy sand, surely nothing pretty to look at.

The humans where much scarier then you thought they would be too. They crowd around you towering above you, as you look up at them with wide frightened eyes.

Two of them pull out a net and throw it over you. You flinch and try to curl up upon yourself but end up getting more tangled with the net.

One of the humans kicks you in the stomach and you gasp and are **** to roll over, ensnaring yourself ever deeper into the nets embrace.

Four men reach down towards the net. Two by your shoulders and two by your tail.

One of the humans wearing a strange hat seems to command the others and they drag you towards the boat. The other armed humans enveloping your escorts seemingly to stare warily in the direction of the forest.

You catch a glimpse of another tall human caring granny maiden over his shoulder before you are tossed none to gently into one of the boats. Landing belly down on the floor and your tail draped of the thwart.

You hear one of the humans call out in alarm and the other men all seem to become agitated at once. working harder to push the boat out to sea casting hard looks towards the forest.

You try to flop high enough to catch a glimpse over the gunwale and manage to make out a strange crawling shape come out from between the trees in to the beach before the boat you're in lurches and the humans jump in one after the other.

You do your best to try not to be stepped on by there heavy looking footwear. And squirm a bit as you feel two of the humans squeeze in with your tail between them, but freeze when you feel a hand grip your weakly flapping tail fin by the boats bow in a highly disturbing manner.

He lifts it and seems to manoeuvre himself beneath, his hand slide to hold you by your peduncle and you shiver in fear at the gesture.

In merfolk society grabbing someones peduncle was very rude. You'd never thought too deeply about the significance of this social norm, but now trapped and captured in this horrible predicament the gesture only makes you feel more cornered.

Now, even if you managed to slink your torso back into the water, as long as your tail fin was firmly in the man's grasp you could be easily pulled back into the boat.

Suddenly you hear a roar and you startle badly. The sound seems much more defining then when you'd heard it before on the beach and you quiver in fright even as one of the humans you're with sniggers at your reaction.

Then the boat lurches forward and away from the beach, making you bounce and strike your chin somewhat painfully on the weight baring planks of the boats floor.

All of this made you feel so overwhelmed. You just wanted to learn more bout humans and maybe experience a sweet romance with no strings attached. But whatever naive image you had had of them was firmly cast in darker colours now.

You wanted to slip back into the ocean and let the salt water caress and cary you body in the oceanic currents listening to the mellow song of the sea.

Not be here in this new harsh world, where your body felt heavy like lead and, the surfaces hard and unforgiving and the sounds brute and sharp to your ears. Even the colours came to your eyes with all too much gritty detail and it was just all too overwhelming to you.