I had time to think about things. Maybe the beating I received was to take the pain off the ring through my c**k. It’s funny that I had forgotten all about that once she started hitting me.
Lena was the next visitor through the door.
“I’ll let you up so you can eat.”
After my beating it hurt even to crawl but I finally made it to my cell. I ate whatever I was given, stopped at my bucket and passed out in the corner of my room.
Hours or maybe even days later she returned and rattled my door. “Come on. Get up and start moving. It’s time for your exercise.” It was extremely difficult but I crawled out of my cell and into the other section of the chamber.
“Stand up,” she yelled. “Let’s do some jumping jacks this morning to get you limbered up. Come on… up and down… swing those arms and st
