You're still too raw today for me to talk with you about your injuries. Maybe in the morning? You promise to get a good night's sleep and I promise to...fill you in early tomorrow morning. Deal?"I nodded my head very slowly. It hurt to move it.That night I dreamed about Kim, and that animal, Eddie. I dreamed Kim was standing at the foot of the hospital bed laughing at me as Eddie cut off my nuts and dick. Eddie was saying, "Watcha think, Kimmy? Should I stuff this worthless piece of meat down his. "I was beginning to worry that those domineering women might have some new,hideous torture in store for me."Never you mind why, Missy. Just come with me."Phoebe took my upper arm in a rather overly-familiar way and led me from thebedroom, out onto the landing and down the main staircase to the front hall.I felt embarrassed in my underdressed state, but Phoebe brooked nohesitation, ushering me along.I was steered towards the door of the dreaded Room of Punishments, my heartsinking. I was right;. . naked, bound and gagged. Carol shook her head, it didn't work. She was still naked, bound and gagged. Carol took a moment to feel how exactly she was bound. Her ankle was chained to a ring in the floor; her left wrist was bolted to a ring set with no slack to the top of the table Her right wrist was also bolted to the table, but there was enough slack for her to write with the pencil in between her fingers. Also, there was a stiff leather collar around her neck that was anchored to something,. ‘Do we mind if they sit down with us?’ Greg asked, as if he was talking to a deaf person. ‘Oh. Of course not, please do’ I sputtered out ‘Brett, this is Rae and Timella’ Greg supplied. I remember thinking that their names fit them perfectly. Rae the walking rack’s name was short and to the point, which pretty much fit her. Timella’s name longer, multi-syllable and mysterious and also fit her. But no name could ever do this woman justice. They would literally have to invent a new word just for.