Artwork by  tkd_dbull

"You don't have to wear all that anymore," Daniel explained yet again. "You're free."

Tarn mumbled his objections through his ball gag and shook his head, the various chains clinking against the other metal items on the minotaur's body.

"How did you even manage to get those restraints on by yourself?" the hirsute human asked.

The minotaur just chuckled and grinned in response.

"I keep telling you, Tarn, I'm not your Master."

Tarn shook his head and knelt down in front of the man.

"Fine," Daniel threw up his hands in resignation. "You can keep all that on, but at least stop sleeping on the floor. Bed's big enough for the both of us."

Tarn made an inquisitive grunt.

"Yeah Tarn, you really can share the bed with me. I'm not about to treat you like a slave. Remember, I went through the same ordeal back there."

Tarn scrambled to his hooves and practically leapt onto the mattress.