Left.

“<em>See how wide it is? You can put both hands inside at the same time.</em>”

“Yes, I can. Also go fuck yourself.”

“<em>How ironic. You’re already there.</em>”

Being a righty, Una decided to put the bracelet on her other hand just to keep her main hand away from any restriction. She threaded her palm through the hole in the wide aluminum loop. The bracelet let out a loud squealing sound the girl already heard before while falling into the steel collar trap.

“These must be sensors of some kind.”

The device quickly contracted against Una’s wrist, becoming a snug fit. The rings attached to it ringed happily against the round metal.

Now the boots. They also bore questions to be answered, first of which was: