A lovely grumpy Pet

His eyes darted around, trying to make out the position from where the voice was coming from, making a strangled noise. This wasn't good. This wasn't good at all.

Lucy came into his field of vision, smirking. "I bet you're hungry. You've been knocked out for about three hours. And it must've been a while", he whispered, staring back at him.

He grolwed before making a few noises which sounded pretty close to curses that he was throwing at Lucy.

"You're brave. I like that. You're a fighter, not giving up... But that just makes you more desireable", Lucy explained, holding up a transparent pack... filled with the cum he had barfed out. "And it makes it way more fun messing with you", he then commented, connecting the tube to the pack.

The pack made him freeze up completely, starring at it speechless before he tried to move again, leaning up against the restrains as he watched in horror what Lucy was doing. The first drops that came into his mouth tasted more than awful, making him want to just gag again, his lungs and body disliking that the fluid was getting inside him again.

"Oh man, it's always priceless to prove people how wrong they are about me... and what I'm capable of", Lucy chuckled, watching him in excitement.

At first Bandit was confident that the worst part about this was not only that Lucy was watching him the whole time that he was pulling disgusted faces at the taste... but that it was going at an unbearable slow pace. It started tearing at his nerves and he was sure that it would've been less awful to just have to take it in one go again but this? This was pure torture.

"Do you want me to stop?", Lucy asked him then, his face tturning stonecold. "Will you behave? And do you want something proper to eat?"

That sounded like sweat release to Bandit and he almost gave in- ...almost. But his pride was still up and standing so he shook his head, even though he felt tears starting to build up at the corner of eyes thinking about ending this terrible task layed upon him.

"Alright then. We've got 1/4 of it done. That'll take a while", he told him, shrugging, as he watched him with delight, taking out his phone again to take pictures once more.

Bandit flinched at the words, looking at him with wide eyes. 1/4? It would go on for ever that way. He flinched again at the next few drops coming into his mouth, making groan at the taste again. He'd just... just had to think about something else... that's all... that couldn't be too hard... ignore the bastard, ignore the liquid...

"Aww, are you trying to imagine yourself into a better place? This only helps temporarily, until the next punishment comes, which I already planned", he explained, chuckling. "And it's gonna be great~"

He still tried not listening to him but he brought him out of his concept with that. He glared up at him, staying silent as he took the rest of the punishment, just waiting for it to be over, growing more desperate for it to end with each minute passing.

Lucy checked the clock and the pack. "3/4 done. Just a little more to go. I bet you're more of a woman's person. Something tells me you didn't have many men in your sex life before", Lucy stated, his fingers brushing over Bandit's dick.

He tried to lean away from the touch, making a low noise. He would be done with this soon and for the next time he had a way better plan to avoid any of this.

The last few minutes were unbearable. "... Aaand done. There we go", he hummed, slowly pulling out the tube from his throat. Unnervingly slow, before removing the thing that kept his mouth open. He tapped a kiss on his forehead, before freeing him from the straps.

He had to take a moment to massage his jaw with one hand, feeling like he couldn't move it properly. As he slowly sat up he felt his stomach burning from the cum, holding it with a groan, feeling like just throwing up everything again.

"Take a moment for your stomache to adjust", Lucy told him, putting both tube and empty pack away.

"Don't tell me what to do" he groaned, still clutching his stomach.

"See it more as an advice." He leaned back on his seat, still grinning.

"Fuck you too" he just replied, frowning as he tried to get down from the table, still not feeling his legs properly and falling down to his knees with a hiss.

"How about you just crawl instead?", Lucy chuckled. "Like a dog~"

"Except that I am. No. Dog." he clarified slowly as he tried standing up, not suceeding in it though.

"Though it'd be easier for you to at least pretend." Lucy placed his foot in Bandit's neck, pressing his head down to the floor, before he attached the chain to his collar.

He glared up to him, growling. "If you want a dog you can have one. But don't cry if he bites."