Chapter Eleven
For several more days we were subjected to the continual tortures and the regular nightly savage s*x. Some nights it was me and other times it was Tomas. I guess Philippe liked variety. He used our mouths or our asses any time he wished. It didn’t matter to him as long as it was a long, hard and painful f**k in order to satisfy his outrageous carnal needs. But finally he and Rafael left. Tomas was left here in this horrendous dungeon with me to finish out his month’s vacation from the jungle.
One day my little friend was handcuffed and standing in the center of the room with a hangman’s noose around his neck. It was rather tight and had been shortened, forcing him up high onto his tiptoes. He was left like that to fend for himself.
He had just two choices. He could strugg
