By DogcatcherVA
I decided that I should still have him restrained till I find out more about him. So, I undid the cuffs and rubbed his sore arms and then redid the behind his back. He seemed defeated after the quick burst of freedom and motion in his arms and seemed to go into a sulking position. I unlocked the massive chains around his ankles from around the tree giving him movement once again to straighten his legs. You could see the marks around his knees where he had spent the last 10 hours on them. Only one more chain to go, I thought as I unlatched the chain holding his massive helmet to the tree. The poor slave was so sore from being in the kneeling position he could barely stand. I leered over at the captive as he crumbled into a pile of metal and flesh, exhausted from his day long ordeal.
I reached down and scooped up the man in my arms and carried him to the cruiser. You could tell he needed some attention as he sighed deeply as I carried him quickly to the car. I placed him in the trunk of the cruiser, and he curled up the best he could in a ball. I took his restrained wrists and attached them to the chains holding fast around his ankles and slammed the trunk lid closed. The echo was deafening through the park so I decided to head on home.
