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26. Don't try to escape

Beans woke up from her dreamless sleep when she heard how someone opened the door.
She sat stiffly on the chair until she realised who entered. She sighed in relief when Greg came in. He stayed in the doorframe and watched her, as if he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. Finally, he went to her and controlled the bonds, which held Beans tight. He hesitated a second, then he went back to the door.
"MmmmPh, mmmh!" Beans cried.
Greg turned around and looked at her. "I just wanted to make sure that you don't make escape tries."
His hand wandered to the doorhandle but the lizard struggled and pulled on her bonds that the chair began to sway.
"MMMMpPPPPFFFMmm!"
Greg stopped in his movements and eyed the girl who was struggling and fighting like crazy.
He sighed. She was a warrior by nature but without a good future. It had been a mistake to allow her to talk with her before.
He let the door and came a little closer. "I said it before, I can't free you."
Beans shook her head wildly and looked down then back at him.
Greg narrowed his eyes. "So, you want to say something different?"
Beans nodded hastily.
Greg crossed his arms. "Bribe ain't."
Beans sighed and rolled her eyes a little.
"Something other different?"
Beans nodded again.
Greg thought a moment. What did she want to say?
A shame to end like this. Damn! He couldn't refuse her last will before her slaving.
He watched her. Then he went behind her. "Alright. I will take off the towel, but don't hope for more."
He opened the knock of the cloth. Beans spat it out and gasped for air.
"I must go to the toilet," she gasped. "Or is that also forbidden?"
Greg was silent for few seconds. "Is that all what you want?"
"Yes."
Greg narrowed his eyes.
"I can't risk that you run away."
"So, do you want that I do it here?" she asked defiantly.
The wolf sighed. Of course he didn't want to humiliate her. He looked around as if he would fear someone would watch them.
"But don't try to escape. If you do, I can give no guarantee to let you alive."
He pulled out his knife and cut through the bonds around Beans's feet and the rope around her torso, which held her on the chair. He helped her to stand up; her hands were still tied and guided her outside. Beans looked around. All was like yesterday.
Suddenly Greg stopped and held her arms tight.
Beans looked at him askingly.
"There is something what I have to do."
Beans sighed deeply when he was gagging her again.
They went over wooden sidewalk bridges. Beans moved her eyes in all directions. There were watchmen in every corner and watched them.
Suddenly Greg stopped with her in front of a door. He opened it and they entered a little room with a few door cabins. Not very comfortable, but the worst thing was the niff.
"It's not clean, I know," Greg apologized. "But better than nothing."
"Mmmph!" Beans muttered and moved her hands behind her back.
Greg knew what she wanted to say and scratched his head thoughtfully. He had to untie her. She could never go on toilet with tied hands, but he feared that she could make an escape try.
Then he had an idea. He cut through the rope around her hands and tied them together again in front of her body.
"No more freedom. Get it?"
Beans nodded silently. He guided her to a cabin. Shortly after she had closed the cabin door, Greg kneeled on his knees and watched through under the door.
With disgusted face, Beans stood in the toilet cabin. When she was on toilet, she looked around. There was a very little window at the end of the room, but few cabins away. And it was too small for her. Deep in thoughts, she pawed with her shoe on the floor. Suddenly she winced. Something blinked in the dirt. She bent down and picked it up carefully. The object was dirty. She wiped over it and realized it was a piece of a knife or something. She stared at it few seconds, then she closed her fingers around it.
Thanks god.

When she was ready, she came out. Greg still waited.
Suddenly he grabbed her hands.
Beans screamed muffling with fear.
The wolf cut through the ropes and turned her palms. Beans pressed her gagged lips together when he pressed his fingers on her wrists. But beside dirt there was nothing in her hands.
"Mmpf?" Beans looked at his mistrusted eyes. Beans became more afraid, that he could find the piece of knife, which she had hidden under her sleeve.
Greg narrowed his eyes again. Then he held her hands with his right hand together with the left hand he hold a new rope and tied her hands together on her back again.
"No water for hand washing", he muttered.
With a wave of relief, they left the toilet room and Greg brought her back to her prison cell.
There he sat her back on the chair. After he had tied her tight, he left the room without a word.
Beans listened into the silence. She waited more than 15 minutes. Then she dared to pull the piece of knife out of her sleeve.
"MMMpf!" she cried when a sharp point of the broken knife cut one of her fingertips. Her hands trembled terribly when she almost had lost the instrument.
She sighed deeply and moved the knife in her hand on her hand ropes.
It was a hard work to move the knife piece. One wrong movement and she could cut herself or lost it. After what seemed like an entirety, the rope became not looser. She panted with exhaustion, but she moved it more vigorous back and forth so that her fingers began to hurt. Suddenly there was a jolt. She moved her hands.
She was free.

Alright, to be continued...

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26. Don't try to escape

Beans woke up from her dreamless sleep when she heard how someone opened the door.
She sat stiffly on the chair until she realised who entered. She sighed in relief when Greg came in. He stayed in the doorframe and watched her, as if he wasn't sure what he wanted to do. Finally, he went to her and controlled the bonds, which held Beans tight. He hesitated a second, then he went back to the door.
"MmmmPh, mmmh!" Beans cried.
Greg turned around and looked at her. "I just wanted to make sure that you don't make escape tries."
His hand wandered to the doorhandle but the lizard struggled and pulled on her bonds that the chair began to sway.
"MMMMpPPPPFFFMmm!"
Greg stopped in his movements and eyed the girl who was struggling and fighting like crazy.
He sighed. She was a warrior by nature but without a good future. It had been a mistake to allow her to talk with her before.
He let the door and came a little closer. "I said it before, I can't free you."
Beans shook her head wildly and looked down then back at him.
Greg narrowed his eyes. "So, you want to say something different?"
Beans nodded hastily.
Greg crossed his arms. "Bribe ain't."
Beans sighed and rolled her eyes a little.
"Something other different?"
Beans nodded again.
Greg thought a moment. What did she want to say?
A shame to end like this. Damn! He couldn't refuse her last will before her slaving.
He watched her. Then he went behind her. "Alright. I will take off the towel, but don't hope for more."
He opened the knock of the cloth. Beans spat it out and gasped for air.
"I must go to the toilet," she gasped. "Or is that also forbidden?"
Greg was silent for few seconds. "Is that all what you want?"
"Yes."
Greg narrowed his eyes.
"I can't risk that you run away."
"So, do you want that I do it here?" she asked defiantly.
The wolf sighed. Of course he didn't want to humiliate her. He looked around as if he would fear someone would watch them.
"But don't try to escape. If you do, I can give no guarantee to let you alive."
He pulled out his knife and cut through the bonds around Beans's feet and the rope around her torso, which held her on the chair. He helped her to stand up; her hands were still tied and guided her outside. Beans looked around. All was like yesterday.
Suddenly Greg stopped and held her arms tight.
Beans looked at him askingly.
"There is something what I have to do."
Beans sighed deeply when he was gagging her again.
They went over wooden sidewalk bridges. Beans moved her eyes in all directions. There were watchmen in every corner and watched them.
Suddenly Greg stopped with her in front of a door. He opened it and they entered a little room with a few door cabins. Not very comfortable, but the worst thing was the niff.
"It's not clean, I know," Greg apologized. "But better than nothing."
"Mmmph!" Beans muttered and moved her hands behind her back.
Greg knew what she wanted to say and scratched his head thoughtfully. He had to untie her. She could never go on toilet with tied hands, but he feared that she could make an escape try.
Then he had an idea. He cut through the rope around her hands and tied them together again in front of her body.
"No more freedom. Get it?"
Beans nodded silently. He guided her to a cabin. Shortly after she had closed the cabin door, Greg kneeled on his knees and watched through under the door.
With disgusted face, Beans stood in the toilet cabin. When she was on toilet, she looked around. There was a very little window at the end of the room, but few cabins away. And it was too small for her. Deep in thoughts, she pawed with her shoe on the floor. Suddenly she winced. Something blinked in the dirt. She bent down and picked it up carefully. The object was dirty. She wiped over it and realized it was a piece of a knife or something. She stared at it few seconds, then she closed her fingers around it.
Thanks god.

When she was ready, she came out. Greg still waited.
Suddenly he grabbed her hands.
Beans screamed muffling with fear.
The wolf cut through the ropes and turned her palms. Beans pressed her gagged lips together when he pressed his fingers on her wrists. But beside dirt there was nothing in her hands.
"Mmpf?" Beans looked at his mistrusted eyes. Beans became more afraid, that he could find the piece of knife, which she had hidden under her sleeve.
Greg narrowed his eyes again. Then he held her hands with his right hand together with the left hand he hold a new rope and tied her hands together on her back again.
"No water for hand washing", he muttered.
With a wave of relief, they left the toilet room and Greg brought her back to her prison cell.
There he sat her back on the chair. After he had tied her tight, he left the room without a word.
Beans listened into the silence. She waited more than 15 minutes. Then she dared to pull the piece of knife out of her sleeve.
"MMMpf!" she cried when a sharp point of the broken knife cut one of her fingertips. Her hands trembled terribly when she almost had lost the instrument.
She sighed deeply and moved the knife in her hand on her hand ropes.
It was a hard work to move the knife piece. One wrong movement and she could cut herself or lost it. After what seemed like an entirety, the rope became not looser. She panted with exhaustion, but she moved it more vigorous back and forth so that her fingers began to hurt. Suddenly there was a jolt. She moved her hands.
She was free.

Alright, to be continued...