Lockdown

Hungry

I sat in the room for a few hours, my stomach growling as I slumped against the pipe, tired from trying to escape. I started to doze off before I heard footsteps outside, and watched as the man entered the room, closing and locking the door behind him. "Why hello there, I bet you're hungry, aren't you?" he asked and started to almost get excited, but my bubble of excitement was popped when I saw he was empty handed. He walked up to me, some blood smeared on his neck and his white collared shirt missing. I backed away as much as I could, unsure of what he would do. I watched in disgust as he undid his pants, walking closer to me, pulling it out. "You've got to earn your food, since you were naughty to begin with." he said shoving it in my face. "You know what to do sweetheart, and if you refuse," he said grabbing my chin, forcing me to look it and him straight on. "I'll get the chains." he said with a sadistic smile, and I grimaced as I took in his tip into my mouth. "That's it, good girl," I fought back tears as I started to do as I was told, sucking lightly and licking at what I could. My eyes widened when he grabbed my hair, pushing my head against him, his entire cock going down my throat making me choke. I started to cry, tears streaming down my face as he started to thrust into my mouth, moaning and groaning. I looked up at him, his handsome face in a twisted expression of pleasure. He forcefully slammed my head against his hips as he thrusted, and gagged as I felt him cum, and he slowly pulled his cock out of my mouth. My throat and mouth was covered in his cum, and I started coughing, trying to get the horrid taste out of my mouth. "Aw, do you not like my taste?" He said pulling his pants back up, putting everything away. He crouched down so he was face to face with me "You did such a good job, I'll go get you some food now." He said pulling my head against his chest in a hug, kissing my head softly before standing up. He smiled at me before leaving again, locking the door behind him. As soon as he was gone I started to gag even more, wiping at my tongue, becoming pale at the white, sticky substance coming out of my mouth. I couldn't believe that had just happened, and feared what else he would do. But I'd do it. For I cherish my life more than what anyone does to my body. That's how I feel at this moment.