Soul shook the sleep from his eyes as he looked around.
Noticing the shackles that held him to the wooden surface
he was lying on, he fought against them for a few
moments before calming down again. The metal cuffs held
him firmly in place by his wrists and ankles, leaving him
completely defenseless. The thick piece of leather buckled
over his mouth left him mute as well.
That was when he heard the rattling of chains.
He looked above him to his left to see Black Star in a much
more serious predicament. He was held down by several
chains that looped around his legs, arms, and neck as they
passed through the metal loops secured to the wood. His
screams and threats were also distorted by the large red
ball gag in his mouth.
"I don't know why you struggle," said an almost euphoric
Kid whose naked body was lightly held to the wood by
nylon cuffs. He wore a satin facemask over his eyes that
kept him blind to the world around him. "They're going to
come and have their way with us, so why make such a
fuss? We can't get out of it. Just let it happen."
Soul looked around for a better idea of what was going on.
The three boys were on a big, heavy, round wooden table.
Their heads were in the center with their feet toward the
edge so they made a Y shape on the circle.