You feel a sudden burst of adrenaline from this uncommon moment, tearing at your bonds.

After His shadow has disappeared down the hallway, and all you could hear was the distant movement of his boots, a wave of energy flushed through you.

Not once has he ever ignored you. You remember that he would come to your cell no matter what, even if it was to merely slap you on the ass or let a tentacle tease the rim of your ass. He would grunt with his strange, yet deep human voice as he slammed his own dick inside of your ass, "Fuck, John! You are so tight. I am going to cum all over your little human rectum.."

But this time, your cell had none of that. Instead, you vigorously shredded at your bonds. The chains clankes loudly and squealed as you twisted about, rubbing them against one another.

Finally, with a harsh and painful yank forward, the chain to your left wrist snapped.