“Suck it.”

It had been some days, very rough ones. 

“Worship it.”

But he wanted to stay strong.

“Take it” 

He hadn’t seen the light of day since then.

“Swallow it.”

Nor eaten anything, or slept much, and not well.

“Any day now, you will.” After saying that, Amana moved behind him.

Another day of this. He started struggling and crying for help. In a basement, in a lone hill, those screams were only for Amana to hear. And enjoy.

 An iron bar was immobilized over the back of his knees, in a way that he could only be kneeling. His arms were tied on his back and to the bar, so he couldn’t lay on his stomach. This restriction only allowed kneeling. The light of the room was restricted to a small window on the side of the wall.

After attacking him following the kitchen incident, Amana dragged him by the hair through the hospital, Ben kicking and screaming, and then down the basement stairs. There she beat him into submission, and then a little more just for fun. Then she forced him to undress. 

She waxed off his body hair, then she restrained him in his now kneeling pose. When she was done she left him sitting in the darkness. Two days went by, no water, no food. He could only scream and struggle, to no use.

When she finally came back the third day, he was weak and passed out, she threw a bucket of water on him, and left before he realized what had happened. She would come twice a day to give him water in this way. He could barely drink any if he wasn't awake, and it never satiated the thirst. When she visited, he would beg, but she would not say a thing, she only smiled and left. 

After what Ben couldn't know had been a week, she finally came in naked, and stood so her dick would be really close to Ben’s face. Ben cringed and tried to move away, cursing at her. He was really scared, thinking she would try something like what she did that morning in the kitchen. He struggled and cried, but the minutes passed and she was still there, standing still. 

Ben calmed down, looking at her, confused, and as if she had been waiting for him to be that way, she spoke sardonically. 

“You’re going to suck my cock.”

“Fuck no!” He cried.

“I guess that’s enough asking for the first day.”

She went behind him, which she never had until then, which made Ben nervous. He asked what she was doing. He could not turn and see, he could only hear metallic tingling, making him growingly anxious. When he yelled at her to answer she put an open mouth gag in his mouth. He yelled and shook like a wild animal trying to get it off, but she put her knee on his back and pulled backwards, controlling him. Then she secured the gag leaving his mouth was wide open. 

“Funny, i didn’t want to feed you the other day. But i guess i just have to do it.”

She stood in front of him, in her usual spot. Only now she took hold of her cock and calmly started to jerk it. Ben struggled, with no use, there was no escaping. That fact only settled in his mind when he realized how calmly she was masturbating. There was no hurry. This was happening. He cried again, with his mouth open his cries sounded like howls. All he could do was close his eyes.

But even then she made sure he knew what was happening. She stepped forward, put her cock head inside his open mouth, the shock made him open his eyes again. It tasted way worse than her balls, salty, bitter flavor. She jerked and jerked while he struggled and screamed, and she did it for long, to make his agony last, until finally she sped up. 

When he realized what was approaching he screamed the loudest, but she pushed harder against his mouth until the tip reached the back of his throat and the scream got muffled. With a moan, she unloaded. 

It didn’t go down smoothly, most of it spilled out of his mouth, onto his chest and the floor, but he noticed a burning sensation in his stomach and new some made it in. Tears rolled down his face as he cried. She pulled away and took the gag off. 

“We’ll try again tomorrow”