That river in Egypt

He really, really didn't want to drink it. The idea that her spit was in that water made his skin crawl, but he was so damn thirsty. With a sour look on his face, he closed his eyes and opened his mouth reluctantly. He hated this.
"Awwwww, here it comes Pet"
She brought the glass to his lips and tipped it up slightly, allowing the water to reach his mouth. He squirmed when he swallowed the first mouthful, but the relief it brought outweighed any amount of shame or disgust he felt. He guzzled the whole glass of water down without stopping until it was empty.
"Wow such a good boy! I know that was hard, you did so well for me Pet, come here"
She grabbed the back of his head with her hands and hugged his face to her chest. Since he was no longer desperately thirsty, this distracted him greatly from how much he didn't enjoy the previous task. He'd never touched boobs before, and now his face was squished between them. He actually kind of enjoy it, he started to strain inside the cage. She stroked his hair as she held him.
"That's a good boy, it feels good to obey me doesn't it?"
It was a nice feeling, he almost forgot about how he was being held against his will.
"You drank that up so eagerly! Maybe I should spit in your water next time as well..."
He definitely did not want that at all, he was just desperate to drink anything after so long.

After some time, she let go and moved back. She sat up on the table, resting her feet in the space between his legs.
"Do you have anything to say, Pet?"

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