The salty spray of the sea brushed against your skin within the cool breeze as the ship lurched forward and backwards atop the gentle waves rolling beneath you. You hissed as the ropes pulling at your wrists tightened with the tide, and the bindings tying your waist to the main mast held you fast. Watching with a sigh as the captain approached, you averted your gaze.

“Well, don’t you look like trouble, love.”