He hadn’t seen Catherine for four days but was still requesting her presence. Whenever he did the guard at the door only shut it in his face. He hea...d a knock at the door and he spun about, his heart leaping into his throat. It opened and Maria poked her head in. ‘May I come in Mr. Nathan?’ she asked. ‘Yes,’ he said disappointed that it wasn’t her but glad to have some company. Sensing his mood, Maria said, ‘Sorry, I’m not her sir.’ ‘It’s all right Maria, I’m glad you’re here.’ He hesitated and. I stand behind you and grab you by your hair, I pull your head back and stick my tongue into your mouth. You are shocked but reciprocate my kiss. I pull your chair out and sit on your lap, you bring your hands up to touch me and I slap them away. I whisper in your ear "Your my toy tonight, you do not touch me until I tell you it is ok". I feel your hard cock in your trousers poking into me and I know how excited this is making you. I stand up and grab you by your shirt, pulling you to your. I’m a little gobsmacked. This feels like progress. I feel that I ought to grasp the opportunity and push this a bit. But I’m clumsy. ‘Well... maybe you should get out there and find one then. Imagine the fun you could have.’ Immediately I know that I’ve pushed it too far. She flips over and faces away from me. She’s not talking. ‘Hey… come on… what’s up?’‘Why do you have to be so horrible? I can’t believe that you would say that!’‘What?.. It wasn’t horrible. It was a nice thing to say.’‘Nice.. She had to place her face into the bowl to reach the gruel at the bottom and she was actually thankful there wasn't so much in there, she could imagine the state of her face after slurping at a bowl full of gruel.The gruel was cold and gritty with almost no taste whatsoever. If anything it tasted like cardboard and Emily found herself wondering if that wasn't the main ingredient. Emily licked, lathing her tongue over the smooth metal of the bowl but was finding it difficult to keep it in one.