Justin looked up. He seemed miserable in the cuffs that held him to a wall.

“You know, I am really losing my patience. I cannot keep coming here weekly. The ROI is poor. I should just kill you already, don’t you think?” He said, going over to sit on the bed.

He watched Justin, who stared back at him with hate, in chains.

He had made the chain only long enough for the man to use the bathroom nearby.

He had not wanted the space to be stinky, but somehow it still managed to ...