Chapter Twelve
The Price
The diner date went better than Casco expected. At one point he told Whitney that we wanted the swages so that he could make a few sets of Serik bindings.
“Serik?” she asked.
“It’s a very old bondage and slavery thing. Dates back to before they even had access to much in the way of real chain. In essence, it’s a bondage set-up that connects ankles, waist, wrists and neck. It can permit more or less nominal mobility of the subject or can be quite restrictive, depending on how much connecting line or chain is between the various cuffs.”
“Sounds like fun,” Whitney ventured, knowing only a little about her host but also figuring that he was knowledgeable about bondage in general and the restraints for slaves in particular.
Casco smiled and continued: “For example
