Alex glanced around the room for a clock. It was very dark, and he had no idea what time it was. He was exhausted, by the position made it difficult to sleep. He had been fed just before being delivered, and he hoped whatever he had been given was normal. Was this part of the plan? Was he meant to be found, exhausted, disoriented, with no idea what time it was or when the light would finally be turned on?
His last few days were the worse. He had guessed that something was coming, probably being delivered to his owners, but it was never stated. Instead, he was kept up late and barely allowed sleep, leaving him exhausted. He was spanked and punished constantly, bringing him to tears again and again. He was denied diaper changes for hours at a time, leaving him with a horrible rash.
