My head was pounding when I finally came too, and I wasn't exactly sure what time of day it was. The metal around my wrists burned even deeper into my skin I was sure they'd have to cut my hands off, if they didn't fall off first. I found myself fastened to a metal pipe attached to the wall, the metal so hot it burnt my fingers when I tried to pry myself from it. I groaned, slumping as I tried to figure out what the hell to do. The door opened again, as dread rooted itself deep within my stomach. I growled when Alpha Dickwad poked his head down the steps, sending me a toothy grin. He made his way down the steps, smirking when he saw how defenseless I was. "I quite like this position, don't you? Easy to touch you," His hands began trailing up and down my arms, bile rising up my stomach. "Don't you think?"