Chapter 166 Toying With Him At Will

Ironspire Penitentiary

In the dim, damp cell, the air reeked of vomit-inducing feces and the rank stench of semen.

Benjamin was chained by the neck with a rusted iron chain, crawling on the filth-covered concrete floor like a legless dog.

His lips were still sewn shut with coarse industrial wire...

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