I must have dozed off for some time because my eyes fluttered open. I was disappointed to see nothing but darkness as the memories came flooding back. My body was still sticky from the abuse my ass had taken. Everywhere was sore from sleeping on the table and my ass still felt the previous abuse. I moved my legs and I was no longer secured to the table. My arms were at the sides of the table, slightly fatigued, but free of restraints. I sat up and noticed a dull glow in the distance. I rubbed my legs to get feeling back to them and slid off the cold table.
I was fully aware of my nakedness, but at this point I just wanted to find out where I was and how to get back home. I tried to remember what I was doing before I entered this predicament, but things were hazy. The memories were like a name you couldn't remember; everything was just on the tip of my tongue. It's not like I could say anything out loud if I could remember anyway.
I walked slowly towards the glow and realized it wasn't as far away as I anticipated. It was a small light just out of arms reach. I felt my way around the room, trying to locate a door or a light switch, but came up empty handed.
With a sudden beep, I heard a door open. I listened as tapping footsteps approached me. I felt the familiar warm hand touch my shoulders. Pulling away, I scrambled and hit the wall of the room. I squatted as a child in trouble would, trying to make myself disappear. I listened for his steps and tried to stay very still. I could feel his presence near me as he bent down. I wished I could see, but even the faint glow of the small light couldn't illuminate my capturer.
He caressed my head and petted my hair as I sat shaking. I tried to speak again and it came out as puffs of breath, but nothing audible. I wanted to ask him questions about why I was here; What happened to my voice and why weren't there any lights? So many questions and so few answers. He touched my lips with his finger and I sat there in shock. The memories of my wonton behavior before came flooding back to me and felt my cheeks grow hot; I knew I should be trying to bite his digits. For some reason, I let him touch my lips. His finger traced up my cheek and crossed over to my ear. He touched inside my ear and then let his fingers slide down my neck. The chill of the air and the heat of his finger sent a tingling feeling down my body. I started to shake and he used both hands to feel my movement. My stomached growled, he jumped at the sound and it made me think, "at least my stomach has a voice." I hadn't realized how hungry and thirsty I was.
He got up and picked me up under my elbows and then wrapped his arms around me tightly. Although I weighed about 140 lbs at 5'5" he acted as if I was no more than 50. I tried to kick at him and scream, but it was pointless. He was much stronger than me and I had no voice. He sat me in a chair. I felt like legs of the table hit my feet. He tied my wrists to the arms of the chair and I continued to struggle. I gave up trying to scream, as it did no good no matter how hard I tried. I kicked out in front of me and made contact with the table leg. It rang out loudly and he abruptly grabbed both my legs and roughly secured them to the chair legs. His movement drastically changed from calm to frustrated. I felt the sting of something hitting my legs and my inner thigh. I whined as the sting heated my legs. I was struck five times on each leg. It was enough to cause tears to run down my face. I breathed heavily as I accepted it with no other option.
I felt the man move something on the table and, after a pause, I felt something at my lips. It smelled sweet like a fruit. I refused to open my mouth and he plugged my nose. When I could no longer breath, I opened my mouth and he slipped the fragrant morsel in my mouth. It tasted similar to a strawberry with the texture of an avocado. I ate it and was surprised to enjoy it. I seemed to please him and he again petted my head. He continued to feed me and I ate. He lifted a cup like item to my mouth and I felt liquid tip up and hit my lips. It was warm and felt good as it started to warm my chilled body. The food was filling and it didn't take much until I was full and much warmer. I prayed that the warming liquid would last a while.
I felt the man's hands on my legs as he released them, and then untied my arms. I sat still. I wanted to avoid being lashed again. They still burned. He stood me up and pressed in the back of my knees with his foot so I fell into a kneeling position. He tied my hands behind me as I leaned back on my bare heals. I didn't move, as I still couldn't see him as he moved around me. I could feel the heat he radiated as he moved in front of me. He put something on my lips. It was hot and had a sweet sent. Thinking it was food, I licked my tongue out and realized it was not food, but the man's erect cock. I quickly jerked my head away, but he grabbed my hair and held it so my face was directed towards him. He encouraged me to open my mouth by pushing the back of my head toward him. I tried to keep my lips closed as I did with the food, but he wasn't having any niceties this time. He pushed himself into me and forced my mouth open. I wanted to bite him, but before I had a chance to do, I was startled.
