As their knees began to weaken, Alex lost track of time. They were still naked, completely and helplessly restrained in the middle of the cell, with their legs forcibly spread apart and their wrists firmly cuffed behind their back.

The initial arousal of the situation had almost completely turned into deep frustration and anguish, mere hours into this supposedly year-long torment. "I can't take this any longer," they thought to themselves.

"HEEELP!" Alex screamed with frustration in their voice. "I WANT TO GET OUT OF HERE! HEEELP!"

Suddenly, Alex heard footsteps outside, followed by the creaking opening of the heavy door. A guard stepped in, holding a leather belt in their right hand, gently slapping it into their left.

"Enough already?" they asked. "You know we can't let you leave. And for every scream you just let loose, you will get 10 hits with the belt."

Alex trembled as the guard approached, the harsh reality of their situation becoming more real than ever.

"NO, PLEASE DON'T!" Alex screamed in terror.

"Now it's 10 more," the guard said in their usual emotionless voice.

Alex pulled hard against their restraints trying to get away from the guard, only for the cuffs to dig even deeper into their flesh.

The guard stepped behind Alex and brought the belt down hard on their buttocks, the pain stinging like fire. Alex screamed in pain. "Now it's another 10," the guard said, again without any emotion.

Alex bit their lip to keep from screaming, trying to stay strong, but the spanking continued. Tears began to stream down their face as each strike seemed to become harder and harder. The guard seemed relentless in their pursuit of punishment, and Alex was quickly reduced to a whimpering mess.

Finally, the spanking stopped, and the guard stepped back, expressionless. Alex inhaled deeply, trying to fight back the urge to sob and scream.

"Ok, that's enough for now. Time for bed," the guard said as they gently uncuffed Alex's ankles and wrists. Without a word, they gestured to the bed where Alex collapsed into a heap, utterly exhausted and broken.

The guard continued by strapping Alex's arms and legs to the bed with thick leather restraints, before leaving the cell without saying another word, leaving Alex completely helpless and vulnerable once again.

The restraints were comfortable yet very strict, with plenty of padding, but not allowing even the tiniest bit of movement. As Alex lay in bed trying to make sense of everything that had just happened, they started to feel the intense humiliation of having just received a harsh spanking and the complete hopelessness of their situation. As this feeling grew, the initial arousal started building up again, now way stronger than before, making them squirm in their restraints.

Alex suddenly had a very strong urge to masturbate, but no matter how hard they pulled on their restraints, they remained strictly in place.

Alex lay there for what felt like an eternity, eventually giving up, their arousal slowly ebbing away and their mind finally able to rest.

As sleep washed over them, they knew that their yearlong adventure had just begun.