his other wrist.
“I can lock for
you?” she purred.
“Then my hands
would be chained together.... difficult for the plane.”
He looked at
the padlock that she held between her fingers.
“How would I
get home?”
“Maybe you have
to come back, begging the keys.”
James was
swallowing hard, this was all getting complicated.
“OK,” he
replied hesitantly.
Karin had
closed the padlock almost before James had closed his mouth. He
pulled and twisted to confirm that his wrists were chained
together.
“The keys?” he
asked.
“Coming back
tonight.”
***
Handcuffed in Public
Karin chains
his hands together and sends him out for the day
Karin closed
the front door in his face and locked it leaving James standing on
the door step unsure of what to do next. Only then did he realise
that he’d left his bag inside her flat. Being separated from a few
dirty clothes wasn’t a problem, but she now had his passport and
wallet which made returning home even harder. He knelt down and
looked through the keyhole just as Karin inserted her key and
locked the deadlock.
“Karin, my
bag?”
“For me
now.”
She giggled as
she withdrew the key and walked back through the small hallway.
James looked down at his chained hands and experimented until he
could clasp his hands together in a way that both hid the chain and
looked least suspicious. He walked back down the five flights of
stairs and saw a cafe across the busy street and started to walk
there as naturally as he could.
Karin didn’t
live in the nicest neighbourhood and James felt out of place in his
suit. Getting into a fight with his hands chained up would only end
badly. He ducked into the cafe and was pleased to that it was
reasonably OK, with booths at the back. He slid as far as he could
into the very back booth and ordered coffee and toast from the
blonde waitress.
James had
already decided he would cancel his meetings and stay in Germany
for another day. That was easy enough, but spending the day in an
unknown city while hiding the fact that his hands were chained was
not going to be easy. What had Karin been thinking?
He had no
intention of escaping from her chains, but he liked to think
through the options if only to prove to himself that he had none.
Buying a hacksaw or bolt cutters wouldn’t work. With his wrists
chained so closely together there was no way he could use the tools
without help. A locksmith was also out of the question, there was
no way he was going to share his predicament with anyone. Anyway,
he didn’t know the German for ‘I let some crazy girl padlock my
hands together’. Picking the locks was also impossible. The way
she’d chained him, with his wrists almost touching, he couldn’t
even reach the locks. Karin was his only option.
‘Cafe across
road, let me buy you breakfast. James x.’ he sent the text and
started to drink his coffee two handed.
‘Wait.’
He had to wait
half an hour before Karin finally appeared, dressed in leather
jacket and jeans. With her hair up in a ponytail, wearing glasses
and carrying books she looked every bit the typical student. She
slid into the booth and sat opposite James.
“What would you
like?” he asked as he smiled to the waitress and let Karin order
for herself.
“What?” Karin
asked as she leant forward and stared right into his eyes.
“I really can’t
spend the day like this.”
“Key in my
jeans pocket, come.”
James knew she
wasn’t going to make this easy for him, but he probably didn’t
realise how difficult she would make it. He started to slide back
out of the booth, but Karin stopped him and pointed under the
table. James protested, but Karin just ignored him and drank her
coffee.
With no option,
James checked that they weren’t being watched and then ducked
underneath the table and edged over to Karin’s crossed legs. He
reached up and tried to push his fingers into one of the front
pockets of her jeans. The jeans had been well