Chapter 5

Once he staggered into it and relieved his bursting bladder he opened the medicine cabinet. “Bingo,” he said when he saw a row of pill bottles on the middle shelf. He checked them out and took two pills from the one with a label that claimed it would cure any pain. He swallowed them, cupped a hand under the tap to get water to wash them down, then waited for them to kick in.

As he leaned against the sink he tried to piece together how he’d ended up where he was and who the hell the apartment belonged to. He remembered going to the small out-of-the-way bar outside of the city. He often went there because the guys who hung out there had money and desire to keep their sexual proclivities hidden from the rest of the world. It wasn’t a true BDSM place but there was a playroom in the basement for those who got off on the sub/Dom scene.