Dawn's point of view
I woke up to the smell of pancakes and coffee. It had been very uncomfortable sleeping last night. I had to try my best to adjust into a position that won't need my hands for balance. I tossed all night waking up at least six times in frustration. The cuffs had already left bruises due to me tryna bust through them. I felt so cold and sore from having slept naked. I tried stretching without the use of hands.
"Ughh". I sighed in frustration. I looked around seeing that I slept in Mitch's gigantic play room. It was already morning bright allowing me see the room in its full glory. I admitted it was beautiful as every toy was arranged, according to the pleasure and pain it could give. He surely is good at arranging and decorating but am sure he doesn't know that. I admi
