Chapter 10
by 
perviously
Sure you want to leave?
Mmm, this is nice
They roll their eyes, unsurprised that you enjoy their firm grip.
"Come on then" they say, marching you across the cellar to where a straitjacket is hanging like a coat from a hook.
"Put your hands in that". They are offering you the opportunity to get tied up in the straitjacket