Shackles :: Closed RP with The-son-of-luther
Terry grit his teath as he pulled again. His wrists were raw and he wanted nothing more than to curse the world though the gag prevented. At least that damn bastard would get what he had coming, the family would see to that. They would take him soon. After all, they didn't like silent bidding, they wanted it loud. Thy wanted to hear the end results of their work.
The young man stiffened at a man came into view grabbing him by the hair as he unhooked the chain from the wall before making him walk out into the sunlight. His clothing had been taken almost as soon as he'd arrived and he was still naked now and more defiant then ever. Heads were going to roil that much was for sure.














