"I bet you're hungry. Thirsty, too. What do you eat for breakfast? I realize you're not a vegetarian, but is pork okay?" From the bedroom doorway, Mark held up a tube of sausage. "Some people are funny about pork."
Janeli was tired. Her eyes lazily slid his direction. He hadn't fed or watered her for two days, and the only times she was allowed up were the few times she had to pee.
"I know you're hungry, but those two down there haven't been out so much lately. I wonder why." He caught her rolling her eyes at his jab. Even in her situation, Janeli was still Janeli. "I couldn't really risk ungagging you until they were gone, but I think they're spending the day out together. Kate mentioned some fair in center city. Young people stuff. So, is pork okay?"
He reached over and unblocked her mouth while resting his other hand on her throat just in case she decided to scream.
Once free, she spoke. "Water," she choked out before turning her head away.
"No sausage then?"
Her head snapped back. "Of course I want the fucking sausage, but I want water first." She attempted to yell it, but it all came out a bit horse.
Her attitude hadn't phased him. "Eggs?"
She sighed. "Over easy."
"Might be a bit messy feeding you that."
"I guess I'll just have to feed myself then."
He chuckled before covering her mouth back up, patted her on the cheek twice, and then went out to the kitchen. It was kind of exciting to cook breakfast for two. After frying up a few breakfast patties, he put on some toast, scrambled some eggs, and also made two over-easy.
On his return journey, the plates were placed on the dresser while he went over to her restraints. At first, she thought he was actually going to let her feed herself, in which case, he was in for a rude fork in the eye. Instead, he'd taken a bottle of water he carried underneath his arm and gave her a few large sips. Then, he rolled her over, holding her ankles and feet together.
"Now lets see if I remember how to do this."
He began to hog tie her with some spare rope from beneath his bed and prop her up with her face to the mattress. Once satisfied, he slid the plate with the scrambled eggs underneath her face and took a seat with the over easy plate.
"You were right. Over easy was a great idea." He dug in.
He expected her to eat like this; like some bound dog with her face in her food. How rude of him, but she was starving and so started with the eggs. Two minutes later and her plate was empty, although she wouldn't undignify herself by licking it clean.
"How was it?" he asked while still working on his.
She sucked at her teeth to remove some food. "Patties were underdone." With nothing left to do or say, she fell to a more comfortable position on her side and glared at him while he ate.
"Cheer up. You're full. You're living rent-free for the rest of your life. Most people living in this city would kill for that."
"You said you've done this before. Something tells me you didn't just let the other girls go once you were done with them."
