Slave of Shalima (A Hit Publication)

Chapter 4 Damsels In Despair Excerpt from Page 64: It was not the first time in the ship's brig. Rankin had chained me here before casting me adrift. I knew the heavy irons were a sort of window dressing, an infliction by which virtuous young ladies were shown the error of their way in the insistence upon remaining virtuous. My wrists were joined, my ankles were joined, and an iron collar around my neck was attached to the hull by a heavy length of chain which actually permitted a good deal of freedom. But the weight of the heavy irons made that unattractive. Rankin made quite certain that any girl he put in the brig would not forget she was a prisoner. I was not alone in that prison. The girl with me was one I remembered coming aboard with a handsome blonde Swede. ... Her name was Margot and she was as heavily chained as I. And as naked. ...