Chapter Ten
Licker
“Time for your education to continue, Dickhead” Melinda's harsh voice said through the speaker recessed in the overhead. “Today, you will learn more about proper behavior and attitude. From now on, you have one mission in your pitiful life and it is not drinking vintage wines with the first dumb blond who trips over your d**k in a bar.”
Melinda was somewhere nearby, but Hank, tightly blindfolded and gagged with a new contrivance that was driving him crazy, was unable to tell exactly where She was. The table he once lay on had been replaced by the cold concrete of the cellar floor and Hank lay on it on his side, his hands and feet chained behind him. He could feel a cold metal collar around his neck and there was something new attached to his s*x, something cold and h
