By Rubrpig
Andy woke up in his cell when the lights turned on. He just assumed that it was morning as there was no window in his cell. He got up and stood facing the back wall of the cell with his toes and nose touching the wall as he waited for Murray, his personal guard and abuser.
The cell door slammed open and Murray strolled in. He unlocked the heavy leather control collar from Andy’s neck and dragged him from the cell. The collar would have given Andy a severe debilitating shock if he had passed through the door of the cell while it was still on. Murray walked him out of the cell and down the hallway. Andy realized that they were heading for the punishment room.
Soon Andy was stripped and buckled to the heavy wooden cross. Murray had discovered that he enjoyed inflicting severe pain on his personal target of abuse. Andy waited on the cross listening to Murray walking around the room.