I could never keep track of time passed. I had no access to clocks of any sort and no way of telling whether it was night or day. My only way of keeping any indication of the time was when the men fucked me. I figured that they usually did so during the day time and into the late night. Relying on this, I kept my own mental clock.
A long time passed before my next session with Snake. At least to me, it felt like a long time. My body was hardly given any time to heal as the other men used me as a fuck toy. I was spit-roasted, gang-banged, double-penetrated, raped. They were savage, vicious, and primal in their need to fuck me. Nothing was ever a routine as they found new positions and new ways to use me.
In that first period between my first and second session with Snake, the men found all-new ways to humiliate me. The man I had previously urinated on started using my mouth as his new toilet. The other boys caught on quickly and all three of my holes were used as such.