"Well, you still give me sweet fuck entertainment," Lenore points out, amused. "You just do so while we're both more comfortable and you're not stinking and caked in filth."
Rising to her feet, she sets down the basket and takes a single one of the spice cakes out of it. "I'm going to bring you one of these cakes, and you're going to think about how much you'd like to bite me," she says, taking a key from her pocket--she collected it on the way in, no need to call a guard to bring it over the way she'd done for the water and the chair. "And you're also going to think about how if you try to bite me, I'm going to strike you hard across the face, and then you'll have the taste of blood in your mouth and the ache of hunger in your belly." She unlocks the cage door and then returns the key to her pocket, standing in the doorway for a moment as she continues her little speech. "And you're also, also going to think about how if you don't try to bite me, you'll get to eat this cake. It's very good."
By way of demonstrating that it is very good, and that it isn't drugged, and that there's risk of it being taken away, Lenore tears off a bite of it and places it in her mouth. Chews. Licks honeyed crumbs from her fingertips.
Then she steps forward, calm and confident, and holds out the cake for Gideon to take a bite. She calculates her positioning carefully, so that Gideon will have to strain forward in order to reach the cake, which will minimize her ability to try biting.
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Rising to her feet, she sets down the basket and takes a single one of the spice cakes out of it. "I'm going to bring you one of these cakes, and you're going to think about how much you'd like to bite me," she says, taking a key from her pocket--she collected it on the way in, no need to call a guard to bring it over the way she'd done for the water and the chair. "And you're also going to think about how if you try to bite me, I'm going to strike you hard across the face, and then you'll have the taste of blood in your mouth and the ache of hunger in your belly." She unlocks the cage door and then returns the key to her pocket, standing in the doorway for a moment as she continues her little speech. "And you're also, also going to think about how if you don't try to bite me, you'll get to eat this cake. It's very good."
By way of demonstrating that it is very good, and that it isn't drugged, and that there's risk of it being taken away, Lenore tears off a bite of it and places it in her mouth. Chews. Licks honeyed crumbs from her fingertips.
Then she steps forward, calm and confident, and holds out the cake for Gideon to take a bite. She calculates her positioning carefully, so that Gideon will have to strain forward in order to reach the cake, which will minimize her ability to try biting.