Placement.

Jack was definitely feeling odd here. Naked and having food put on her was not something that she ever thought of doing. And she had done some fucked up shit!

She watched as Miri arranged the sea food on her. The ceiling had a damn mirror to it. She would catch Miranda winking at her as she placed it on her.

Now she was feeling fucking horny. 'The sooner she eats the sooner Ill have her eat her main dish.' Jack closed her eyes and tried to remain still.

Until she felt a slight tug on her nipple rings. "Hey!"

"Dont move. I would 'hate' to rebuild."

"Dont twist my tits."

"Quiet. You are my dinner not a fighter tonight."

Jack mumbled and didnt say anything else.

After a while she heard a clicking sound. Her wrist were covered in metal. Not food.

She opened and found the display on. She looked ridiculous but kind of hot to. But she noticed that the table had restraints come up and lock her wrist and ankles.

"What the hell?"

"Relax Jack. We both know you dont have restraint. Theses are to make sure I get to finish the meal. Don't worry. Ill be sure to feed you as well."

"This is some strange shit Miri."

"Are you liking it?"

"Yeah..."

Miranda lifted a piece of her tone stomach. "Open."

Jack did.

Miranda took her time slowly feeding herself and Jack. She wanted to draw this out.

And maybe she had another surprise in store for her now bound lover.