Wait

You ignore your stomach and everything reasonable in your mind telling you to just eat. With nothing but time between you and your next punishment, you wonder what you'll have to do next as your hunger pains continue to irritate your gut.

An hour later the door flings open, revealing the tall dominatrix that ****-fed you last time. She does not waste any time with introductions or lectures. She has an air of disappointment as she drags you across the room by your bound arms. Once again you are unable to struggle out of her grip and the sudden movement makes your stomach hurt even more. She lines you up with the male mannequin and plugs your nose, waiting for you to open up. You don't really have the strength to resist beyond refusing to eat, but you hold your breath for as long as possible before opening your mouth.

She rams your head down with no mercy this time, sending the silicone cock painfully down your throat. She holds you down, forcing you to gag and **** on the fake dick. Unlike last time, there is no face-fucking, just long plunges onto the cock that leave you dying for air each time. After a mind-numbing few minutes, you feel the warm sensation flow down your throat, filling you with the rudimentary soup. You miss out on tasting any part of it again, but you are determined not to submit to this crazy place. She pulls your head back when the machine is done delivering its meal.

"I'll make sure that Lisa pays you another visit today. She likes you. Maybe I'll take my own turn later, even invite a few others."

She leaves you to ponder her threats alone, distracted by the pain in the back of your throat, not your stomach. At least for now.