By BootDeputy

Several days past that consisted of bondage and isolation. Every time someone came in to adjust or change his situation, Logan yearned for their touch, for their voice, any sort of interaction. He didn’t know if it was the same Man who had spoken to him when he first arrived that was manipulating him each time. Logan remembered Master Dallas implying there were two of them. He also remembered Dallas saying that Logan may never see their faces during his time with them.

The brief glance of the Man in full uniform and hood that covered his face was the closest he had to seeing another human being and it already felt like an eternity ago.

He was allowed to shower after lengths of time. This occurred in a small closet sized room that contained a single shower head. The water was always lukewarm or colder. He took this time to stretch as well after putting his skin back on. Logan started to see it that way and liked the process of putting it back on.

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