Feed Me

Nadia soon came out of the bathroom with her clothes on and saw Yiman waiting for her, fully naked.

"Why are you waiting for me? The game is already done," Nadia said in a spiteful tone, making Yiman chuckle and say, "Who said I am looking to play our game? I want you to dress me, or did you forget your duties as a maid? Come on. I have other matters to attend to, unlike what you think."

Nadia grudgingly opened his cupboard as she took out his underwear, his shirt, and his robes, according to his liking.

"Now, the underwear first," Yiman said with a smirk while showing off his junk to her.

Nadia felt like pulling off his grotesquely large dick as she helped him put on his underwear, followed by his pants, his shirt, and finally, his robes.

"Impressive…I really feel like I married my maid already. You really have that homely wife touch on everything you do, especially when you gave me that heavenly blowjob," Yiman said with a relaxed sigh.

"Shut up! I should have cut off your head back when I had the chance. Who would have known you would turn out to be such an evil man after trying to court me for so long…" Nadia said as she gave a sharp tug at his robes before spreading out the creases.

"Careful. You are talking to the king, and your words itself can be considered the highest treason, and the most merciful punishment is getting beheaded, believe it or not," Yiman said as he looked at her with teasing eyes.

Nadia didn't get intimidated by his words but instead, "Then just go ahead and do it. An immoral man like you would rather keep me alive than have me killed. I know you gain sadistic satisfaction from doing all this to me and stroking your own ego. Don't think I don't know what your true game is."

Yiman laughed as he shook his head, "My dear Nadia, you really think too much into all of this. But even if it's true, I am doing it all because of my feelings for you. Do you see me entertaining any other woman like this? Don't you see how special you are to me?"

"Keep your sweet talk for those whores you sleep with. Who do you think you are trying to fool? I had already dealt with men like you, and none of them lived to see the light of the next day," Nadia said with a snort.

"Uff, scary. Well, I guess I am lucky I happened to be someone you cannot easily deal with."

Nadia clicked her tongue with an irritated expression as she took a step back, "I am done. Now can I leave?" She asked with crossed arms.

"Not so fast. There is one more thing. See those plates of food over there? Bring them over here and feed me," Yiman said in a lofty tone as he sat down on the bed.

"Feed you? What are you? A baby? Even a three-year-old can eat their own food," Nadia said with a scowl, unable to believe the audacity of this man.

Yiman said as he laid back against the bed's headrest, "Well, if you have the luxury to let people do everything for you, then why not make use of it to the fullest?"

Nadia felt like her nerves might burst from anger, but she somehow suppressed it all as she brought over the food and sat beside him before taking a spoon to feed him.

"No, no. You have to use your hands to feed me. That is how my maids do it for me," Yiman said as he focused his gaze on her, wanting to see her reaction.

"You must be joking! I know what you are planning," Nadia said in a cutting tone.

"Relax. It's not like I am trying to jump on you. You are only using your hand to feed me, and I promise I won't move my hands or legs if you doubt me that much," Yiman said in a guileless tone, though Nadia was still feeling uneasy as she took some rice in her hand, made it into a ball by using her palm and then using her fingers she slowly brought it over to Yiman's mouth, "Here…just eat it."

Yiman's eyes shone with a sly glint as he suddenly opened his mouth and sucked her fingers into his mouth while taking in the rice ball as well.

"Ugh! Let go!" Nadia's expression twisted in disgust as she tried to remove her hand from his dirty mouth, but his jaw strength couldn't be shaken off, especially since her cultivation was sealed.

"Mmhhwah…" Yiman sucked her fingers inside his mouth for a while before letting go of them," Mhmm…your fingers are so sweet like your body," Yiman said with a lustful gaze as he licked his lips.

Nadia felt like punching his guts for doing something so gross and felt like cutting off her hand, "Who told you to suck my hand like that? I already countered your rule."

"Who said I am using my rules here? I didn't use my hands or legs to do anything to you. But I naturally had to make sure I sucked off all the rice sticking to your fingers. Otherwise, the food my servants prepared will go to waste. Now, don't resist like that again because you are letting the rice slip off your hand. And if it gets wasted, you might have to feed me again since I dislike letting food go to waste," Yiman said with a stern look, making Nadia swallow her grudges as she convinced herself to put up with his bullshit.

And so, each time she served a morsel to him, Yiman would lick and suck her fingers as if he was trying to devour a delicacy, making Nadia's expression grimace in disgust every single time, wishing for him to just eat fast and leave her alone.

Each time she could feel his wet hot tongue wrapping around her fingers and smearing his saliva over them.

"Does your son know what his mommy is up to whenever she comes here? Or does he even know you spend some alone time in my room and servicing me like a good maid, hehe?" Yiman asked with a devious smile.

"Don't you dare talk about him!" Nadia said in a sharp tone as her eyes glared at him.

"Ufff, don't look at me like that. Your son is really like your reverse scale, huh? You two must love each other so much…right?" Yiman asked with a certain glint in his eyes.

Nadia inwardly held her breath, but on the outside, she said without a change in her expression, "Naturally. He is my son, and there is nothing in this world I love more than him. So you better leave him out of all this nonsense and don't ever let him know what is going on. Otherwise—"

"Relax, dear. I won't harm your son or anything. And, of course, I would never reveal to him how hard his mommy is working to keep him safe. Doing that will ruin the fun of our game, and I wouldn't want that. So you can rest easy."

For some reason, Nadia could tell there was at least some truth to his words, but still, she was feeling apprehensive about what would happen if Lucas found out about all this. Wouldn't he hate and resent her? Would he run away from her while leaving behind feelings of hatred?

Nadia felt her heart clench thinking about all this, and even if it seemed hopeless, she wished that Lucas would never find out about this until the day she finds a way out of Yiman's hold.

She decided that when that day came, she would tell Lucas the entire truth and let him decide if he would continue to stay with her or not. After all, she knew she wouldn't be able to handle the guilt of lying to him for the rest of his life.

"That was such a nice meal. Thank you, dear. Now you can go do your own business," Yiman said as he prepared to leave.

Nadia quickly reeled back in her thoughts as she called out, "Wait! You said I have to earn everything myself. Then give me some job here in the palace."