Look at the item Asta gave you

Although it has dissipated somewhat since the spectacle first began, the still sizeable crowd continues to oggle your beautiful blue Tiefling body as you hang from the chain. Mutterings of both praise and shame catch your ear as you do your best to ignore them, generally keeping your eyes firmly fixed to the ground.

Realising that you are still firmly gripping the small object that Asta gave you, you look up at your hand to see what it is. Being very careful not to drop it, you open your hand and hold it between two of your fingers. It’s a hairpin! Asta has given you a chance to escape this nightmare! You make a mental note to ask the Traveller to bless her as you somewhat awkwardly begin to one-handedly pick the lock on your right wrist.

The chains attached to each of your limbs make it hard to find the tiny opening while still maintaining your dignity. You look over the crowd again and feel your heart racing at the number of people running their eyes all over your body. You know what needs to be done to reach the lock, but it feels impossible.

You take a deep breath to calm yourself, which has the unintended consequence of puffing up your chest for the audience, before unfurling your thighs to stand as high as you can on your tiptoes.

While the crowd got an unrestricted view of your most intimate area, you managed to get enough slack on the chain to push the thin piece of metal inside the lock.

A few shady-looking people in ragged black outfits catch your eye as they keep glancing at you while talking in hushed whispers. Their demeanour seems different than the rest of the curious (and some noticeably turned on) people watching this display. All the more reason for you to hurry your escape.

After a minute of twisting and poking around inside the lock, you feel a “click” and the hinge loosens. You rush to pull it off, but despair at how much was left to go.

Steeling yourself with the thought of how much of your body the crowd had already seen, you turn your back to the group as you get to work on the second lock, now giving them the opportunity to lap up the sight of your shapely blue ass jiggling as you reach up with your free hand. This second lock is much easier than the first and a few seconds later, there is another “click”. Pulling your left hand free, you briefly rub your chafing wrists before turning back to check on the crowd.

The shady group have disappeared, but the rest of the crowd seems to be getting restless as they watch you escape. Pushing your ass against the pole to block out any embarrassing view as you bend over, you quickly undo the final locks around your ankles.

Now finally free, you stand up, cover yourself as best you can with your arms and look around to look for an escape route.