The Kings serve you breakfast

By the time it gets to morning you're in a sorry state. Even after such a short period without your usual fix of BBC, your mind is shattered. You had a restless night tossing and turning thinking of those men out there doing unspeakable things to you. What once would've been a nightmare was now your waking fantasy depriving you of much needed rest.

After what feels like an eternity of lying there on that cold, hard ground, you finally hear footsteps approaching before the sound of the cage door swinging open.

"Time for breakfast Bunny." Says one of the Kings.

"MMmth mmmmph." You maniacally groan out through your gag, not even knowing what you're trying to say but just attempting to make some sort of sound after so long alone.

The King removes your ball gag from your mouth but leaves the blindfold on. The second he does so, you take your opportunity to plead with him.

"Please sir! Got get Darius. Tell him I need to speak to him. Tell him I've learnt my lesson. I won't be an entitled whore. I'll only get fucked when he tells me to get fucked."

"Sorry Bunny, no can do. This is Boss's orders."

"But..." You're cut off by a hard slap to the face before you can even begin your next sentence.

"Don't make me gag you again and leave you without breakfast."

"Sorry sir."

The King doesn't even respond but instead grabs you roughly by the hair and guides you mouth first down into your breakfast. With little care for you, he roughly shoves your face down into your food. You graciously open your mouth and start blindly digging into your breakfast, which upon tasting you believe to be dogfood. The taste is awful and you can immediately tell that there's no cum in this, which you were desperately hoping for.

Nonetheless, your hunger spurs you on and you continue licking and biting until the bowl is licked clean.

"There's a drink for you on the right."

You shamelessly shift over to the right and start drinking up what you undoubtedly know to be some man's piss. Whilst you've gotten used to the taste, you get no perverted satisfaction from this, only doing so if you were to be directly receiving the piss from a man's cock.

The second you finish, the King effortlessly pulls you back by your hair and reinserts the ball gag into your mouth before taking the bowl and leaving you to your **** again.

As he walks away you get onto your knees and start pleading into your gag for him to come back, but to no avail.