Chapter Seven
Nicholas Strothers hears the door to the exhibition room open behind him. The sound stirs him from a strange reverie. Not sleep, but not full consciousness, the odd stress of accepting Nurse Karen’s deluge of liquids, orally and anally induced, has brought delirium. The effect of the narcotic lingers.
Just as with the room where he sat in nakedness to be examined before the entire staff, the floor of the exhibition room is also drained and tiled. Thus, when it finally came time for much needed release, Nurse Ingrid granted relief only after he beseeched for the simple flick of the clamp. His words were indiscernible, the gag tube remaining in place, but Nurse Ingrid still exacted a humiliating degree of groveling before ever so slowly allowing the pent up excretions to drib
