I can't see anything. I am tied up and I feel helpless. He knows I am scared but excited too. He walks around outside the door. I can hear his foot falls. He has kept me here for a very long time with out a feed. I am hungry and I hunger for him. I can't believe that even so, I still prefer sex over my feed. I laughed at my sick thought and feelings.
"What the fuck are you laughing about?" he said against the door in a growl.
"I want you. I want you to feed me..." I said slowly.
I hear pacing. I hear his foot steps walking from one side to the next until his footfalls became louder and as he walks towards the door and open it. I knew he was walking towards me as I hear his steps become louder. Am I finally going to get it? Am I finally going to get to work for my feed?
He picked me up roughly to stand and untied my hands. I held my hands to my side. I know he likes to look at me. My naked helpless body is intoxicating for him. A moment of pause told me that he was drinking in his fill of me. I can feel his eyes roaming all over my body. He was staring hard and long at my body and I feel my body react to his stare as it began to burn with embarrassment. I hear his heavy breathing and feel his breath blow ever so softly against my hot skin.
I remembered how it took me weeks to kill the urge to cover myself up. I thought that would bring out the beast in him more. But later, I realized if I would just sit and hide myself, he would then react quickly, than to just stand there looking at me. He even figured out, that I figure out it entices him more, my helpless state.
I hear movement. I think he is going to touch me and I brace myself for his touch. But instead I felt something jello like and ribbed against my stomach. It seems that to night I would have to work extra hard for my reward.
He wants me to use the vibrator in his hands. I think it is pink. It feels like it is pink. Being in this state for so long you can feel even color. I reached up for it and he pulled it away.
"No I want you to ask for it?" I know what he means when he says this. I know he wants me to go on my hands and knees and bend over, so he can put it in. Tonight, must be a full moon because this time I placed one hand on the floor and as I reached back with the other up between my legs and spread my lips apart.
"Someone seems to be more into it than usual." he said with a sneer.
"Please, let me serve you as you wish." was all I could say, breathlessly. I became instantly wet from my own actions. I can feel my wetness drip from my sweet lips and onto my stomach or hand(where ever it can go).