***
For the first time in weeks, Captain Gerhard’s fall into an abyss of bondage is reversed... somewhat. Marie unlocks the chain connecting his ankle cuffs.
“Some covering for you. Some nice frilly panties.”
“I will not wear them.”
“I think you will. The police have been rounding up collaborators. Some are being summarily shot if first caught by the underground resistance. And you, having worked in Gestapo headquarters. Well you have not much of a choice if we turn you out in the streets. A bullet from the former resistance... or a trial and hanging by the authorities. You won’t get far walking about naked and in irons.”
Marie holds up the garment of flaming red silk.
“Smooth, soft. It offers a degree of modesty. Surely you’d like to appear before the girls with some covering.”
Wit
