The teenage captive leaned forward, her hands pressed to the tall man's chest, as she proceeded to kiss the underside of his jaw, his neck, now licking his shoulder and neck with more affection as she fucked him.Instead of getting fucked?” She asked in a cute little voice.Then I smiled to myself as I remembered that my throat was a tube.“Size... queen?”I'm a sociopath.She stood up again, tossed her hair behind her neck, before strutting out as carefree as she had done so walking in.“Yeah,” he said.I warmed it up in a small microwave, getting it up to room temperature.There was a brief pause.She grabbed a bowl, and joined him.I was a bit embarrassed by her boldness and said “You have no idea.My vision began blurring a little around the corners again as I waited for what could have been hours, there were no other noises around it was maddening, the floaty drift in my mind was making the silence draw out the time, what the hell did he give me I couldn't maintain!“when did he