How could Engel have resisted when she made such lovely sounds upon being touched? She'd turned out to be a perfect prisoner, the way she reacted to his torment. He'd gasped into her ear when she whimpered and the cock that courted the wounds it had made in her before grew. He thought it was fitting that she'd learned her place enough not to try and swat his hand away. It was his breast. She was simply just hosting it for him. Every time she encountered or thought of his member, it seemed like she relented all control to him. It was exactly the relationship his fuck-toy should have to his cock.<br/><br/>She almost broke when the boy came to them, holding the treats. She declined and Engel shook his head. "No, she'll have one." Stern, like a master making sure his animal was well-fed. His hand moved out of her dress, which left the fabric askew and her tit free for the poor servant to view. Theo gasped at the daunting sight. It was the most beautiful orb he'd ever seen. He meant to look away, of course, but couldn't. It was the height of his sexuality, and it was forming his preferences. "Why don't you feed her?" Engel suggested.<br/><br/>Theo knew better than to protest, but still hesitated. While it seemed like something lovers might do, one day, these circumstances weren't so sensitive, with their enemy close, and her in such a precarious state. He swallowed. At least it was better than what she had to do to save him. The images of the stately Lyra sucking cock in the garden intoxicated the boy, and he almost dropped the tray. He steadied himself, somehow. He used his free hand to pick up the little pastry between two fingers, and produced it close to her mouth, which was low since she'd turned her head down. "I-If you please, Ms. Bremming..." he started.<br/><br/>"You can call her Lyra." Engel offered.<br/><br/>"Lyra, then." Theodore insisted. "It's good. Don't worry, take it."<br/><br/>Engel bit her ear teasingly. There was obviously a great affection between the two. He cruelly hooked his finger into her dress again, and pulled to expose her other breast as well, for the boy to see. What a bizarre scene, new friends locked in such a lewd, demeaning act. "Go ahead, dear. Take the man's offering. You don't want to be rude now, do you? You only had a liquid breakfast, after all." his pelvic muscles flexed to have his cock twitch where she sat on it, to remind her of his leash on her.<br/><br/>When she took the food, Engel would turn her head to him by a hold on her hair, and help her eat it, his tongue mixing the food around in her mouth and stealing half of it during the filthy, open kiss, that would rain crumbs down to her naked breasts. Theodore stood straight and groaned, watching, his taught posture making it impossible for him to hide the bulging state of his crotch. Eventually, when Engel finally let her swallow what was left, Theo dropped the tray and sobbed when he had to pick up the ruined treats. Engel didn't even flinch at the loud sound.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry..." Theo went on.