maybe later.......
The first of the broad leather straps went around his chest and pulled him back into the chair.
The second and third straps tied his forearms to the wooden arms.
Only when his arms were buckled were the special handcuffs removed.
More straps followed. Two straps went over his wrists. One went around his waist and pinched his stomach.
Another went over his lap and caused his thighs to bulge. It was beginning to feel like a Houdini stunt.
The ankle straps went on last. When they were secure the manacles were removed from his legs.
An electrician kneeled before him as if he were going to wash his feet. The electrician parted
his right trouser lag and strapped a leather anklet to his calf. The anklet was lined with cold copper
and tied so tight it cut off the blood to his foot. Maybe they were being sadistic, or maybe it was
just their lack of experience, but every restraint was skintight.
The electrician connected the polished electrodes to the anklet, Glancing down, the thick black
cord snaked away behind the chair. It looked like a deadly water moccasin.
The ritual continued. They placed a microphone before him.
"Would you like to make a statement before the will of the people is carried out?".....
The guards tilted his shaved head back at an uncomfortable angle. They shoved a mouthpiece
between his teeth. "Bite down on this real hard." They fastened a fat leather chin strap
around his jaw, so taut it was almost choking him.
The head was now locked firmly into the wooden headrest.........
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