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Amunet slowly opened her eyes, her thirst burning away in her throat and her vision blurred as she adjusted to her surroundings. Oh, no, she thought as she realized that she was no longer in the desert, but the very last place in the world where she wanted to be. Laying in front of her, legs crossed and arms behind his head, Akefia lazily dropped his face toward Amunet's direction.
"Ah, finally awake are we?" he asked smilingly.
"Shit," she said noticing that she was not only tied up again, but her entire upper body was wrapped with rope against the pole in the center of the tent. With her arms tied above, she squirmed with discomfort as her legs were completely numb from being on her knees for what could have been hours. Then she felt more rope against her ankles connecting them behind the pole, meaning she would be unable to stretch them out, despite the growing amount of pain that radiated from them.
"Now Amunet, you are much too weak to be struggling this way, I thought you were smarter than that," he said as he shifted his body to his side with one arm holding up his head. "Did you not realize that by deliberately defying for a third time this week, would not only lead to your inevitable punishment, but your almost death? If not by my hand, than by running into the desert with nothing but a knife? You foolish girl," he said laughing slightly. Akefia began to get up and crawl towards her, as if he were an animal stalking injured prey.
Amunet couldn't deny the sense of weariness she felt, as well as the horrible sense of hindsight that came burrowing into her by way of fear.
"Oh my sweet Amunet, if you would have died, I don't know what I would have done," he grinned while reaching out to gently stroke her face. She fought back the desire to flinch at his touch, and sat still as possible while she stared into his dark eyes.
"However, this does not excuse you from any punishment-" he pinched her cheek roughly before standing up and peering down at her. "Would you like to see the little present I got for you, well, I have two, come to think of it," he walked to the entrance of the tent and bent down to pick up the whip he had thrown on the floor once he had gotten back with her. "The first gift, well, you didn't quite earn my darling. But the second one," he said, weighing the whip in his hand, "I think you deserve. First, do you have anything to say to me?"
Amunet didn't have the energy to scowl up at him, so in a hoarse voice, desperate for water, she replied, "Just kill me already."
"Oh, don't sound so pathetic right away my dear, we have a great deal of time to build to that particular climax," he said mockingly, while putting down the whip momentarily to reach a bowl filled with water. "Now, you can behave and get some water, or you can continue to be a disobedient little bitch, who does not receive anything but a whip today. Which is it?"
She tried her best not to sigh as she bowed her head forward for a second, before looking at the water and nodding her head towards it. "Good girl. Do you want it now or would you rather that I untie you and you can lap at it on your hands and knees? Hm? Be a good pet for your master?"
The corners of the grin on his face dripped with evil intent, as he waited for the dryness in her throat to be the determinant factor in responding.
"Now, please," she forced the last part out of her mouth with some difficulty.
"Now, who?" he asked dangling the bowl around her face.
"Please, Master," the desperation in her voice finally getting out in a manner that made Akefia shudder involuntarily.
"Good girl," he cooed at her, before bringing the bowl to her dry lips as she reluctantly parted them. She drank greedily, her head still slightly dizzy from being so depleted. Some of the water dripped down her mouth, running down her throat as he tipped the bowl faster than she had been prepared for. Akefia fought the urge to lift her face and lick the water that ran down her neck, as he followed the droplets with his eyes just as he had earlier when he first found her.
"Better?" he asked callously.
Slightly embarrassed under his gaze, she bowed her head in submission and responded with a quiet, "Yes Master."
Akefia dropped the bowl and grabbed her chin with one hand while his other hand caressed one of her thighs. "Hungry my pet?" he inquired while his eyes poured into hers as the grip on her face tightened.
She felt his nose brush ever so slightly against hers, their intimate position making the pit of her stomach churn uncomfortably. "Yes Master," she said, rather reluctantly.
"Ooo, I could get used to that," Akefia said stroking her hair for a moment before standing up abruptly and grabbing the plate that rested on the nearby table. He began to pick a few grapes, throwing them into his mouth one by one while keeping his eyes fixed on her.
"Your turn, open up," he knelt down beside her and rested a finger on her bottom lip, before tapping it three times.
Amunet flinched the first time he tapped her lip, but looked up at him, realizing what he wanted her to do. Again, embarrassed from her lamentable position and inability to escape, her cheeks warmed while she opened her mouth.
"Good girl," he said as he brought a grape to the tip of her lips before suddenly taking it away, much to her disappointment. "But you forgot something,"
Amunet's eyes widened as she prepared for his next few words, "You didn't say please," he said with a stern face. His features began to soften once Amunet registered what he had just said, his frown turning into a smirk which opened as he laughed. Somehow, Amunet was able to prevent herself from smiling while she gave him a moment to enjoy his own sick sense of humor, before responding with, "Please, Master".
Akefia's smile encouraged her mouth open as he reached forward again, plopping it in-between her lips. Once the grape rolled into her mouth, she gently bit down on it, savoring its juiciness. Desperate for more once she had finished swallowing, she decided to give in to Akefia, if only to finally receive a decent meal. Knowing how to avoid any more injury, she licked her lips before looking up at him and saying, "Thank you, Master."
Akefia continued to smile, picking another grape and bringing it to her mouth, while cooing, "My sweet Amunet, how obedient we are tonight."
He continued to feed her, grabbing different pieces of fruit and ripping off small chunks of bread, which she ate hungrily, trying to ignore the position she now embraced by submitting to his control. Once there was nothing left on the plate, Akefia set it down, moving closer to her and gently placing his hands on both sides of her face. "Now that you've eaten, do you want to know what your presents were?" Akefia asked slyly.
Amunet remembered the whip that he had brought in earlier, and figuring that he wouldn't hurt her too bad, reluctantly nodded her head to see what the other "present" was.
"Well, as I said before, you didn't quite earn the first one so I won't be showing you what it is quite yet. The second one, I think you should reacquaint yourself with," he said smirking as he picked up the whip that he had previously abandoned. Amunet lowered her head, her limbs were extremely sore and numb from being tied up for so long. She knew that if he did move her, she would be unable to do much of anything to escape, not that she would try that again so soon.
"Aw, come on, don't you know that your actions have certain consequences my darling Amunet?" he inquired as he weighted the whip in his hands again. "Did you think that I was going to forget about that after feeding you? Hm?" he knelt down and lifted her chin with the butt end of the whip.
Knowing that she should not make things any worse than they already were for her, Amunet tried her best not to grit her teeth as she responded with a meek, "No Master."