Chapter Thirty-One
They worked their way through their improvised routine right up to atonement time. Then rather than bind Karl in some stressful and degrading position for whipping, Nurse Drake fed him a quick meal and returned him to the bed.
With no power to raise the head of this she used a backup hand crank until he was lying in his trademark slouch. Yet rather than spread his legs, festoon him with clothespins and subject him to vibrators and the like, Doreen set about making him as comfortable as possible.
She turned the radio on low and pulled a sheet up over him. She had him drink an entire bottle of Gatorade. She squeezed one of the five gallon water jugs into the space behind the raised head of the bed. She ran a piece of tubing from this over the top to where Karl could re
