Chapter Sixteen
Obedience Is Always The Best Way I Decided
Having been led back into the stable and forced to my knees I waited wondering what was going to happen next, and thinking constantly about the bulge in his apron. The food he put in front of me in a steel bowl smelled almost inviting. Then he removed the bit unfastening it from my halter, freeing my mouth for the first time in hours. I felt his hands touching my hair then his fingers tightening around it before he pushed down hard, driving my face into the bowl.
Fruit chunks split and squished as my face made contact. He twisted and ground harder driving the fruit into my open mouth and up my nose. He intended to make my meal memorable for me, but all the while as I attempted to swallow as much as I could, in my mind I saw an
