<strong>Emma in the dark with Mordecai</strong><br/><br/>Emma felt the collar release, she was surprised and confused that he would take it off her. That was until she felt the liquid fill her belly. She wanted to cry but the tears didn't come. She was all cried out.  She felt so degraded, so humiliated that she was to be fed this way. No person should be meant to be treated this way.<br/><br/>Her hands went behind her and her breasts were pushed forward in his hands. She slowly spread her legs apart as instructed, she would not disobey him, not now, not ever again. She was reduced to his personal sex toy, and she knew she would never see the light of day without doing just as he told her to.<br/><br/>She felt his hand touch her breast as his lips gently kissed it. She felt the belt release and drop. No he couldn't, not with the tube in her throat. It would hurt to moan, to react. She wouldn't even be able to beg him to cum. It was such cruel and unusual punishment for one person.<br/><br/>She tensed as his fingers went to her sex. God he was, he was going to make her cum. Her throat would be sore, hurting,  more pain. Her breathing became erratic in the dark. He was manipulating her to orgasm, trying to get her to release. She knew with that very release would come more pain.<br/><br/>She rocked her hips slowly against his fingers as he instructed. She tried hard to stifle her moans, but they came out more like croaks against the tube. Emma could not bear it, denying her release would show more mercy than making her go to full climax. She held tight, She tried not to get herself to the point of no return, but it was getting to lat for that. She was dripping wet and she was no on the verge of another orgasm. She braced herself for the worst, knowing how bad her throat and neck would hurt if she tried to push forth any more moans or screams.<br/><br/>