Hex took him upstairs to a private room. From the next door down there was the brutal sound of wood and skin and muffled sobbing as well as one sharply cried please. Hex didn't let Spencer listen for long, instead leading him into a room made for bondage. There was a St. Andrew's cross, a rack, a wall with rungs on it, as well as a sturdy system built into the ceiling beams for bondage and even suspension. There was plenty of rope, cuffs of both metal and leather, as well as lengths of satin ribbon.

"Take your clothes off," Hex ordered then.