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He held up the carrot, covered in her own anal bodily fluids. Though she could not have much in her body to produce any shit, it was still disgusting, coming from her ass. It still held a faint scent of it. She began to retch, as there was nothing to vomit either. He slapped her face, making her stop.
“Eat it. If you’re hungry, then eat it, you fat cow.” He shoved the carrot into her mouth and she held back the bile from the disgusting taste and smell tainting the vegetable. She tried to force herself to chew, but she wanted desperately to spit it out.
He pulled the carrot out of her mouth roughly. “I’ll make this easier for you, pig.” He dropped the carrot on the floor, pulling her down to the floor as well. He ground the carrot to pieces in the carpet with his boot. He sat down on the bed and lifted his foot. There were bits of carrot on the floor and some on the sole of his boot.
“Now you don’t have to chew much- I know the little whore’s jaws are sore. Last chance before I get pissed again, cunt.” He shoved his boot in her face, over her mouth, and she began licking and sucking the carrot bits out of the tread. She held back the retching, but could not control her shivering as she tasted a variety of foul things. Again, her tears began. Every time she thought she had sunk as far below humanity as possible, he jackbooted her even further down. At least the hunger in her stomach subsided slightly, just before he smashed her face into the carpet, his boot on the back of her head. She licked and ate up every morsel she could find, fearing the repercussions if she left any remnants.
She did not think she could remain in her body any longer. Though she was getting used to the feeling in her ass and colon, the soreness of her bruised face and jaws, the leftover sting on her breasts, chest, and neck from his belt, she knew fresh pain awaited her very soon.
“Now, that’s a good little bitch.” He pulled her head back with her hair, bringing his face to hers as he enjoyed, intimidating her this way, letting spittle from his words hit her face purposely as he spoke to her.
“Do you understand that that was a gift from me? You are not entitled to eat- you are not entitled to anything. You are grateful for everything I give you, you little fucking piece of shit. Do you understand that you are less than a little piece of shit from the flies on the dogshit? And when I am done with you, when I am tired of your sorry, disgusting whore body, I will get rid of you. Make no mistake. I will tie a rope around your neck and suffocate the life out of you, permanently. I will shove a loaded gun in your mouth and pull the trigger. I will pack you in a coffin and bury you alive in my own backyard. I might even just tie you up and leave you out in the woods somewhere, to starve to death, to be eaten by wild animals, or maybe raped and murdered by someone sicker than me. So do you get the picture, whore shit? Do you understand now that every breath you take, every second you live is because I give it to you?”
Excited and enraged by his own speech, he threw her hard to the floor. He stood over her and stepped on her neck, pressing down enough to choke the air from her lungs. Knowing he would and could kill her any second put her into an even more frenzied state of fear and panic. She did not understand how she had not gone crazy yet... how her mind had not yet broken to protect itself from her unlivable reality. She could only stare up at him now in frightened plea... wondering why she would want to keep living anyway, if this was to be the rest of her life... maybe she thought she would escape one day... or maybe she had sunk so low she could not conceive of any other life.
“Do you have something you should say to me, cuntpus?” He emphasized his words by stepping down harder on her neck, then releasing her so she could speak.
“Th-th-th-thank , th-thank you.. thank you,” she cried in utter humiliation at the entire scene.
“Thank you for what, you stupid trick?” He again pushed on her throat and released.
She sobbed, “Thank you for... for the carrot... for letting me eat something,” she wailed and cried, beyond her control to stop herself.
He removed his boot from her neck and placed it over her face, smushing into her. “Kiss it! Kiss it, cunt!” He yelled at her.
After she obeyed, he removed it to crouch down beside her. “Just understand your place. Do not forget that you are nothing more than my property, and a very replaceable object at that. But you better be grateful all the time. I can give you much more pain without killing you... for a very long time. Just remember that, little piggy.”
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To unappreciate the whore of me, the core of me, to ignore the essential more of me-
Is the death of me, removal of breath from me, skinning of flesh from me.
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