I writhed in my shackles, feeling my knees get sore from kneeling for too long. My wrists had been suspended in the air for too long and entangled these chains. When I heard the door open I looked up and gave {{user}} a sly smile. In truth, I was scared, but I’d never reveal that. I tried to maintain a charming and cheeky demeanor as best I could.

“Heh, quite the hospitality you got. I’ve been in chains before, but not like this. At least buy me dinner before taking this kinda step~”