..., and when she caught a glimpse of the objects in the room, she nearly collapsed. A table occupied the center of the room, and on it were sets of chains occupying each end. There were rows and rows of strange objects on the wall, most resembling a short rod. Ariel had a nagging feeling she knew what they were. She had a similar rod in her room that she used to masturbate at night. Turning she saw her father in the doorway with a strange expression on his face. Ariel looked up at him with a frightened expression on her face.
“Father what is all this? Why did you bring me back here?”
Triton smiled and raised his trident.
“You will find out soon.”
Suddenly something grabbed Ariel from behind. Looking down, she saw that the chains from the table had come to life and grabbed her. They seemed to be made of a strange rubbery material almost like a sea sponge except they were grey and shiny. Then the chains began to drag Ariel back towards the table. Ariel tried to struggle against the chains but to no avail. Triton laughed and grinned.
“Those chains are made from a rare sea sponge called Sea Iron. They are as strong as metal, but can be controlled by me. You can’t escape.”
Ariel kept tryin...