(Open RP) I am ready to be publicly transferred to the pillory in the square where the citizenry will pronounce the punishment for my crimes by vote. In case the punishment does not involve my death, I will be given a new name and a new occupation within
The new cuffs make opening myself up that much easier, but it’s not magic. Rather, the steady, even, irresistible pressure on my wrists has a way of snapping me into a deep subspace; a place where my body and mind gape open with need.