"Yes Master." Mick nods and does exactly as he is told. Then he comes over to run his hands over the cold metal of the bar. The chill sends goosebumps down his spine as he turns to Len.

"Which time is this pair from?" He nods to the handcuffs.

"That time we escaped during transport? Or the pair you lifted out of that cop's belt without them noticing?"He sits on the bed, reaching to pull his shirt off.