Novel & Cerita Force Feeding Story

When he says something like this it makes me angrier at him. "Now behave like my good wild cat and eat this," he said in the same tone while letting me go and bringing a fork full of instant noodles in front of my closed lips. He will force me to eat it even if I refuse. "I will eat on my own," I said, trying to take the fork from his hand but he didn't let me take it but brought it back to my closed mouth. I exhaled feeling more exhausted so I opened my mouth and let him feed me. He made me drink some water when he was done feeding me and hungrily gulped the cold container.

“If you hurt them, my brother and I would rather die than do anything you say!” Felicity was getting a headache. For more than ten hours, they had said the same thing whenever she tried talking to them. She was absolutely annoyed! They were stubborn like mules! She didn’t know how Fia managed to raise these two troublemakers! She felt like she was going to kill herself with just one! “Fine. If you won’t eat, I will,” Felicity said as she began to eat the bread, the milk, and others. She was using her annoyance to enhance her appetite.

As a result, my lips were torn by the sharp edge of the spoon. "Argh!" I growled in pain. The porridge was halfway down my throat by force. And invited his happy smile. For the first time, he'd managed to force me to eat. "You're crazy Alpha!" I screeched at his cruelty. He recognized that this method was effective enough to force me to finish the whole meal. So with his sadistic hands, he forced me to swallow the porridge whole even though he knew my lips were hurting. It wasn't that I couldn't resist, but the chains on my legs and arms were bothering me so much!

My breakfast remained the same—beef steak and oatmeal with raisins. I was so terrified, I could barely hold my cutlery. Mom remained smiling as she ignored my resistance while she force-fed me, bite after bite. She didn't care if I had even swallowed them yet, moving like a machine that lacked awareness. Only when she was satisfied did she finally put the cutlery down. This time, Mom didn't leave. Instead, she reached out and gently caressed my face. "Look at you. You're all grown up now, Natalie…"

Just as I approached the seat, he pulled me over and made me sit on his thighs, breathing deeply the moment he inhaled my scent, “That’s my girl,” he lets out proudly, pulling me closer. I felt safe in his arms, and I knew in my heart that this was so much better than me refusing to sit like he instructed and ending up getting strangled and bullied by him. He forced me to sit on his legs, making me sit on his hard dick. Then he picked up his spoon and he spoon-fed me like a baby, forcing the food into my mouth the first few times when I refused to open up for him.

Fred said when Anny went to the bathroom to avoid getting dress before him After Anny get dressed she came back into the room and sit on the chair with Fred so they could eat you dont have to eat yourself tonight, am going to feed you Fred said to her, Anny look shocked why will he feed me? Anny thought since I get you mad, I will not let you use your hand to eat as my punishment Fred said to her letting her know why he wants to feed her oh! Anny let out and decide to go with the flow, Fred start feeding Anny like a child, he is really careful while feeding her, Anny feel uncomfortable as Fred feed her, she is the one getting punishment not Fred, Anny thought and furrow her brow you should

Surrounded by the crowd's excitement, Xander blushed and reluctantly bit down on one end of the cookie. The butter cookie was so fragile that it quickly teetered on the verge of breaking. To keep it from falling, Xander and Natasha had no choice but to inch closer. The crowd grew louder, chanting, "Kiss! Kiss!" Finally, their lips brushed against each other. With a sharp crack, the cookie shattered and fell to the floor. Xander's earlobes quickly turned red, and he lowered his gaze, his lashes trembling. It was obvious he felt something for Natasha.

in his hands. His shoulders shook, and I noticed he was sobbing. Quiet, stifled sobbing appeared to emanate from deep within him. I did not think. I just sat next him on the bed, drawing him into my arms. He stiffened for a second before melting against me, pressing his face into my shoulder. "It's okay," I said softly, stroking his hair. "You're fine." "I got you." We remained there for a long time, until Blair's sobs turned into soft sniffles. He finally pushed away, wiping his face with shaky hands. "I'm sorry," he repeated, his voice rough. "I didn't intend to..." "I thought you were somebody else." "Emma?" I asked gently. Blair flinched at the name, but then nodded. "My old nanny. When

After this baby is born, we won't have any more. He picked up the bowl again, scooped up a forkful of food, and brought it to my lips. His eyes were stubborn, as if he would not give up until I finished eating. I could not fight him, so I could only open my mouth and mechanically swallow the tasteless food. He force-fed me bite by bite until I finished the meal. "Good girl." He was finally satisfied and raised his hand to pat my head, but I instinctively dodged. His hand froze in mid-air, his eyes darkening.

Making a curve of my lips he forced a scoop of pasta in my mouth. What the...! He was really talking about 'hunger'. Not about.....! I felt uncomfortable as Arjun insisted on feeding me another spoonful of it, against my will. Because that couldn't be called feeding, it can be called stuffing. He was using strong force and persistent actions to make me consume that food, making it clear that he was determined to ensure I ate, even though I initially declined. I had to swallow it no matter if I wanted or not. What a different way of torturing someone...!