You won't eat from those things willingly

The groan in your stomach makes it tempting, but you're not about to lick a silicone toy for some stupid soup and this dominatrix's satisfaction. You turn away from her and start scooting towards the back of the room.

"I'll starve before I do anything to those things willingly."

A sigh comes from behind you, "Suit yourself" She says.

You don't get very far before you hear boots stomping up behind you. She grabs you by your bound arms and drags you back towards the "feeding trainers" with surprising strength. You struggle against her but your weakened body can do nothing. She drags you past the female feeder and your heart sinks as she lines you up with the male model.

Your captor holds your head up as she whispers into your ear,"You know, I'm really quite partial to cock." forcing you to look at the erect prick in front of you. "If you keep refusing to eat I'll make sure you start with cock in your mouth. I might even speed up your training and make you suck my dick early."

She grabs the fake dick in front of you and lines it up with your mouth. You refuse to open up but she forces it past your lips. The silicone cock has no taste, but the toy suddenly starts playing a voice recording: This is your purpose. You are a tool. A sex toy for others. You need cum. You live for it. She forces the fake cock into your mouth over and over while this chorus plays. This is your purpose. You are a tool. A sex toy for others. You need cum. You live for it.

As the voice drones on, you refuse to make this easy for her. You resist with all the strength you have left. Several times you try to bite the silicone invader as it rams through your mouth, but this only makes things worse. She puts her whole body weight into it and plunges the cock past the back of your throat and holds you down. You can't breathe.

"Do NOT bite. These things cost more than your life is worth." Her voice is almost gentle, as she holds you down.

Your vision starts to darken, and what little energy you had left fades. Finally, she pulls you back, and you get that **** breath of air. As you catch your breath, she makes you look at the spit-soaked male toy in front of you.

"See that? This is your friend. You don't bite your friends here, you service them, like a good ****."

Before you can adjust to breathing normally she shoves you back onto the big fake cock. This is your purpose. You are a tool. A sex toy for others. You need cum. You live for it. You have no energy to resist, so you just let it happen. She rapes your mouth with the silicone cock and now you can only hope that you get soup and not cum. This is your purpose. You are a tool. A sex toy for others. You need cum. You live for it.

Your mouth starts to feel numb from the rough treatment, but you taste something on your tongue. Salty, thick, but herby. Soup! Thank god, it's soup! It starts pumping in little spurts into your mouth, but you can't swallow it with her shoving you down. It starts to dribble down your chin, and onto the floor. When she sees it, she shoves you down deep onto the toy again. You gag and **** as the big fake cock in your throat pumps soup directly into your stomach. She holds you down and you squirm in her firm grip. You wish you could taste that soup, but this will have to suffice for now. After what feels like an eternity, she pulls you off of the toy and you flop to the ground, exhausted but full.

"That wasn't so hard, was it? Maybe next time you'll eat like a good ****." She sounds disappointed, "See you tomorrow."