Chad managed to pick up the keycard holding it between his tongue and dog hood covering his head. He carefully crawled over to the door and pressed the card against the black plastic panel next to the door.
BUZZ. Click. The door unlocked.
Chad dropped the card, and nosed the door open.
Whap!
A rolled up newspaper whacked Chad in the head, and he tumbled backwards on his buttocks.
"Ryeow!" Chad yelped as the tail butt plug lodged in his anus got pushed in deeper.
Coach Sinclair appeared in the doorway holding the rolled up paper in one hand, and a black remote control in the other.
"Bad puppy!" Sinclair growled.
ZAP!
Chad's body convulsed from electric shock. He passed out.