Once he was done with that, Aaron again left Kriss to hang for a while, this time while he ate his breakfast. He took his time, sitting by the fire and eating, while watching his captive dangling, no doubt in significant pain. When he was finally done, he began preparing Kriss's breakfast. This didn't take long, as he gave her nothing more then a filthy bowl full of cold dog food. Holding the bowl full of barely edible slop, he walked over and shoved Kriss from her perch, letting her collapse onto the concrete floor. He then placed the bowl before her, gesturing for her to eat.<br/><br/>And he made sure she ate. Any time she seemed to hesitate even briefly at taking another bight, he would grab hold of the arrows in her sex and twist, snarling at her to eat. Only when she had finished off every last morsel did he relent.<br/><br/>Now, he walked around in front of her, and pulled her into a kneeling position, before pulling out his cock and pushing it towards her face. "Good girl, now suck my cock." This time though, he didn't trust her not to bight down, and before starting, he took a hold of her chin, and in one swift motion, dislocated her lower jaw. Now there was nothing she could do to stop him from once again having his way with her throat, which he did in the same manner he had before; driving in deep, with little regard for her well being.<br/><br/>This time, rather then cumming directly into her throat, Aaron pulled out as he approached climax, letting the warm goo splatter onto Kriss's face, and into her mouth, which now dangled open.