I awoke to find myself still suspended from the ceiling but my senses back to normal. While bound so my body couldn’t move, I could lift my head. Looking around I saw the man who had slapped me next to the woman with the shorn hair. She was crying softly seemingly resigned to whatever it was that was going to happen to her. I caught her eyes with mine. That quick gaze made me realize that she wasn’t quite as resigned as I thought she was….a fighter. Thinking that I was being left alone I turned my head crying out with surprise and pain when I felt my right nipple being pinched hard. I gasped in pain when I realized a clamp was being tightened to my nipple. With tears dripping to the floor, I tried to move away from the pain but couldn’t. I looked down to see a chain hanging from this clamp. As I looked down at the chain, I saw a hand reaching out to the chain, tugging it, using it to twirl my suspended body around once again only to face the man who I had seen earlier with the woman with the shorn hair. As I moaned in pain and wanting to scream from it, he lifted my chin with his fingers and looked into my tear soaked eyes. He slowly smiled…”you’ll do,” he said. “you’ll do.”