Chapter Nineteen
Of course, that was the end of nothing but temporary awareness and my Friday night torture-trip. I regained consciousness any number of hours later still stretched in six directions by intolerably agonizing bondage in utter pitch blackness. From the direction of that enormous bed I heard the welcome sound of Goddess Reyna breathing slowly and deeply and even snoring slightly. Concentrating worshipfully on this I set myself to endure as many hours of further torture as I had to until she graced me by awakening.
The effects of that potion had mostly left my system. In place of hallucinations and madness my head held only residual muzziness. My balls were a bit swollen and squashed again in their fetters, but nothing like before. The worst was my p***s. No longer erect it h
