Chapter 4

She was suspended from the ceiling. Humiliating.

A door closed behind her.

"Sin leyn punishment will now commence." A cold prick from a knife slid up her back.

Her outer garments slithered their way to the floor.

"In being treasonous you no longer warrant the clothes that identify your caste. In fact… you don't deserve any clothing at all." Another two flicks and all Nabooru's clothes were a lifeless lump.

The Gerudo collected the clothes and threw them onto a fire. "Now…shall we get to more…interesting…things?" She returned to Nabooru's side and checked the restraints. She double-checked the ankles.

She walked behind Nabooru. A chest creaked open. "As that I'm going to use all of these I don't think order is particularly important." A cat-of-nine-tails whistled.

Nabooru cringed.

"My. My. You're easily excitable. I haven't even hit you yet." The interrogator put the end of the handle against Nabooru's cheek, then slid the tails in front of her nose.

Her breath was shallow and fast.