Part 2
Dinner
Sir leads me on all fours to the dinning room. I hear chatter and silver ware and clinking if glasses. The floor is cold on my hands and knees. Which I don’t mind as I feel heat all over my body again. Sir stops and I assume sits. I kneel at his side. Head towards the floor. I feel him play with my hair and rub his hand across my shoulders. He slips I his finger under my chin and I feel the rim of a glass on my lips.
“Drink” I hear him say as I open and take in as much as I can. It’s sweet and bitter as I assume it’s wine. I swallow and feel him tap my chin again I take another drink. I obey though it’s not my favorite taste. He sweeps his hand across my face and then his touch is gone. I can hear him begin to chat with the people around him. Laughing and cutting up. After sometime I feel him lay a plate by my knees
“Eat my whore. Your going to need strength for the next activity”