Feeding Time
By Larry Kessler
Hole was on her knees, naked except for her collar and leash, in front of her Master, playing with his semi-hard cock in her mouth. He sat on a couch in front of her, idly flipping through channels and eating a sandwich she had made for him.
They often spent weekend afternoons like this, or at least Hole assumed Master’s presence during the day meant it was a weekend (her life since she had signed the contract with him caused days to blend together and Hole had lost any real reason or ability to keep track of them.) Master would lounge around as she serviced him with love and devotion. Master had told Hole once why he enjoyed their current arrangement.
Hole’s continuous sucking of his cock kept her focused on her purpose in life and meant he could easily use her for an orgasm should he feel to. His being only vaguely aware of her as he ate and watched TV emphasized that she was nothing but a pleasing possession of his that did not require any special attention.
Most importantly, however, Master’s eating a lunch above her she had prepared reminded her of several facts. He was eating real food, human food, a luxury Hole no longer had. Hole mostly subsisted on a tasteless porridge served in a bowl on the floor. She had resisted eating it at first, hoping he would pity her and give her something more appetizing, but after 3 days of refusing she finally gave in and began eating as much of it as she could before he took it away again. He fed her sparingly, once a day or sometimes every other day, keeping her hungry, desperate to please, and willing to do anything he asked.
The scent of the sandwich began to toy with Hole. The turkey, bread and bacon all smelled so good. She felt her mouth water.
“Hole!” He said suddenly. She knew not to stop playing with his cock by responding and kept licking and sucking. “You’ve been such a good slut this week, such a good desperate, needy slut, I think you need a little reward. Fetch, bitch.”
Hole looked up and saw Master tear a few bits of bacon pieces of bread crust from his sandwich, which he then threw in front of her. Hole removed her mouth from Master’s cock and began to drool. Food. Real food. She dove for it, as he laughed. Like a dog she sniffed on the carpet for the precious morsels. Each mouthful came along with dust and dirt, but she couldn’t care less. Real food.
He laughed and dumped the rest of the remains of the sandwich in front of her. This tasted so good. She was such a lucky slave. As she searched the carpet for the food, she felt Master behind her. She felt his now fully erect cock enter her as he grabbed her ass and began to fuck her.
Hole panted as she tried to focus on finding the food and failed as she felt the thick cock inside of her. “Stupid whore. Stupid pathetic whore. I should do this to you more often. Your cunt is so perfectly displayed when you eat on your hands and knees.” Master whispered from behind her.
“Th-thank you Masterrrrr” she managed to get out, her brain melting as she felt him thrust. The cock and the food scraps together were almost too much. Drooled dropped from her mouth onto the carpet as she picked up the last of the bread. Being a good girl, she made sure to lap it back up.
When he finished, he sat back up on the couch and smiled at her. She knelt in front of him, her legs shaking under her. Master tugged on her leash and guided her head back to his cock, which Hole began cleaning of both their juices. She knelt there, rolling her tongue over his cock again and again. Hole began to drift off to sleep as she felt Master’s hand gently stroke her hair. Hole could not imagine a more perfect life.
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