~~~Trying to be strong, trying not to make Ander's situation worse when he was feeling weak from lack of food, Ella stifled her whimper as one of the soldiers pulled her up onto the stage. An apparatus was pulled out from underneath the table there, almost like a smaller table but slightly lower and much thinner. One of the soldiers bent her over it before kicking her legs apart and securing her ankles to the base.One board ran down the front of her body, right between her breasts, allowing her head to hang off of the end. There was a support beam, perpendicular to the board holding up her body, with places for her wrists to be secured. She could see Ander watching out of the corner of her eye, looking grim, but for once not protesting.
"Did you enjoy your afternoon entertainment?" Fox asked Ella as he fed another tidbit into her mouth.Unlike the previous meal, he had her sitting next to him, in a chair. Ander was on his other side, kneeling on the floor, staring at the ground. It made Ella feel supremely uncomfortable, although she figured it was supposed to make a clear distinction between the two of them - the one who had earned her meal and the one who hadn't. Not that she'd had a choice this evening since she'd been tied up and restrained.But then again, she'd shown herself willing to do what she had to eat earlier in the day, hadn't she?She wasn't being allowed to feed herself though. Fox was feeding her, seeming to get some kind of pleasure from it... his eyes were practically glowing green as he watched her take the food from his hand. Ella just felt grateful for the food and the fact that he hadn't demanded anything further from her after his two soldiers had finished taking their 'reward' by using her bo
She didn't mind having to do things to Ander. She just wished that they weren't forced into the situation. But she was feeling more and more attached to him every hour they were in this situation, even when they didn't agree on things. He was her fellow captive, her safe harbor.Leaning forward, she felt Fox's hands on her hips, keeping her ass high in the air. Dragging her tongue along Ander's cock, she could feel it stiffen under her tongue. She curled her tongue around the head, teasing the fat crown, trying to distract herself from the dip of the bed as Fox came up behind her. His legs were on the outside of hers, keeping hers trapped between his.She stiffened, wary and anxious as he twisted the plug
"Emilia..." Ella whispered. "Emilia..."The petite blonde looked over at her with a worried expression. For once she wasn't glued to Jackson's side and Ella had decided to take the opportunity. Ander was still doing laps in the pool, slowly but steadily, even though she'd heard his stomach growling like mad this morning. Both she and Emilia had been given breakfast, but Ander hadn't and he hadn't been given the chance to earn some. Going by the grim expression on his face, Ella was pretty sure she knew what his answer to Fox was going to be at lunch. She couldn't imagine how he was still going... and she didn't know whether it was pride, stupidity, or bravery that was driving him."What?" Emilia whispered back, after an anxious glance over at Jackson. He was talking with two of the guards, about fifty feet away from them."Are you allowed to talk to us?"Another little worried glance over at Jackson. "I don't know... he hasn't told me not to."Feeling more reassured, Ella scooted over
Food. All he could think about was food. Ella had tried to talk to him about her conversation with Emilia, but he couldn't focus on it. His body was aching. Working out with the anticipation of food, rather than reality, had been stupid. But what else was he supposed to do? Sit around and think about his upcoming surrender.Even though he tried to tell himself that it wasn't a surrender, which was still what he felt like it was.But his desire to eat, the gnawing emptiness in his stomach, and the hazy way his brain was working made eating a priority. He knew he wouldn't be able to go another day. Hell, he didn't know if he'd make it to dinner at this rate; even after his slow, lazy laps in the pool, his muscles felt so weak that for one awful moment he'd thought the soldiers might need to help support him.The only thing saving him was the fact that no one was denying him water. But that had stopped helping the emptiness yesterday.As they came into the main room, Ander looked up at t
Ella approached Fox, who was sitting down at his table. He didn't even look at her, just snapped his fingers and pointed at a spot on the floor next to his chair. There was already a cushion sitting there, waiting for her. Keeping her head down, not wanting to look at anyone, Ella knelt on top of it. As if she was an actual Pet, Fox immediately reached out and began to stroke her hair, talking with the man sitting to his left. Ella tried not to let herself feel as though the motions were in any way soothing. Even though he treated her almost gently at times, she had to remind herself that he could be incredibly brutal as well. Not just in his actions, but because he could pass her off to anyone at any time. Just the thought made her shiver. More than one man and woman who came up to speak with Fox gave her a lascivious look as he petted and fed her from his plate. She just stayed quiet and tried to fade into the background, which is where most people seemed to relegate her. Being si
Pacing back and forth around the room, Ander counted his steps. Twenty-six along the side with the door and the side opposite, thirty-five along the perpendicular walls. Well, if he didn't count having to walk around the bed. He wasn't quite sure how many times he'd re-Chased the path at this point.After eating all of his broth, which had made his shrunken stomach stand up and take notice, he'd eventually been brought a small meal of rice, flavored with some kind of light creamy sauce, carrots, and very bland chicken. It had tasted like heaven. Anything heavier or stronger flavored and he had a feeling he'd have thrown it all up.Once he'd eaten, he'd napped. And he'd awoken with a surfeit of energy and anxiety. Ella still hadn't returned to the room and his imagination was working overtime; almost as if now that his mind had turned back on, it was overloaded. He inspected every inch of the walls, including the one where they knew the television screen was, and yet couldn't find anyt
Ella's body throbbed around him again and this time Ander went off like a rocket. The cock ring made it harder for him to cum, or he probably would have gone off the second he'd pushed into Ella's pussy, but when he did finally cum it was incredibly intense. He could feel the jets of liquid streaming out of him, taking his energy, all his pent-up anxiety, and tension, along with it.Groaning, he lay himself out over her body, his knees too weak to hold himself in the standing position anymore. She was shuddering and clenching beneath him, milking his cock, her fingers massaging little circles on the back of his shoulders."Fuck..." he said hoarsely. Her crazed passion had been exciting... but...Her hips rolled again and she shivered, he could feel the fine tremors going through her body."Again," she whispered, her voice husky."I can't."Ander rolled away, crawling fully onto the bed. His cock was wet with their combined juices, and he just needed a few minutes to catch his breath.