By Rubrig
Nick slumped as much as he could in the chains holding his arms to the side of the dive tank. Standing wearing the heavy Mark V dive gear was stressful despite the buoyancy of the gear in the water. The heavy brass collar of the helmet pressed on his shoulders. He was still rock hard and had been since the Boss had dove down and chained him to the tank.
The underwater light that dimly illuminated the tank turned up brighter and Nick raised his head inside his helmet and looked through the small ports in the helmet and watched as the Boss swam into view again in heavy scuba gear. He swam over to Nick and unlocked his arms and let the chains drop to the floor of the tank. Nick shifted and moved away from the side of the tank slowly swinging his arms as much as the heavy canvas and rubber suit would allow. The Boss slowly swam beside him and then he swam up and was soon out of sight.