Struggle against your bonds
From Create Your Own Story
The crowd laughs.
The ropes bight into your skin. Your sleeves have been ripped to the shoulders and your legs are bear. The rest of you is covered, including the area that covers your privates and your mask, but your belt has been taken. The ‘judge’ comes down, standing in front of you. He is well muscled, tanned, with brown cropped hair.
“What plead you.” he asks again, face inches from yours.
Do you:
