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“I cannot do it. It is worse than before, we are completely broken.”

“No, Master Damien, that’s not true,” I said softly.

“You are with your Brothers. Your bond will be repaired. Eat a few bites for me, please, Master Damien.”

The expression on his face was heart breaking. I just wanted to comfort him, but I was determined to help him. I ignored his pained Look and helped prop him up, so I could feed him a few bites.

The impression I got was they had not eaten in some time, the other man had been quite insistent. For now, Master Damien didn’t refuse and took the warm gruel. Soon he had finished the entire bowl. His eyes drifted shut and he settled back after he was done. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

My lower back was sore and my belly ached slightly as I struggled to my feet, but I ignored it. One of them had eaten. That had to be a good thing. Hopefully, Nu-reeh would be pleased and the most I would suffer would be an aching back.

I tried to feed Master Kein next, but he just stared at me dully when I managed to wake him. In an effort to gain his attention I pulled his hand to my breast. I petted myself with his fingers until he was more alert. Still, he refused to speak or acknowledge what I wanted him to do.

In a stroke of inspiration I put a dollop of the gruel over my right nipple. It was warm and heavy and made my breast tingle.

“Eat, Master Kein,” I said offering him the nipple.

Master Kein watched for a moment and then sat up on his own. He Leaned forward and ate the warm mess off my flesh. Stubborn man refused to take it any other way for the remainder of the meal. Every bite he ate was deposited over a breast first and he licked or sucked it off.

The stimulation made my breasts feel heavy and full. By the time Master Kein was done something strange had started to happen. A bluish fluid was leaking from my nipples.

I rose and stretched feeling satisfied two had eaten. Using a rag I wiped away the sticky feeling and errant breast milk, but it continued to appear in little beads. It would stop when it wanted to, I supposed. No time to worry about it now as Master Kein settled back on his mat and closed his eyes. There were three others to tend to.

I refilled the bowl and caught Master Evan watching me. He was awake, so I went to him next. I knelt on his mat and sat the bowl down. Perhaps I could persuade him to sit up if he was awake, I hoped.

Before I had to time to ask Master Evan to sit up, he grabbed me. A sharp yelp escaped my lips as I was pulled down. He moved swiftly rolling onto me and hovering over me while watching the line of fluid that had been dribbling out of my body.

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Master Evans tongue snaked out tasting it. He Lapped the Line of milk from the top of my stomach to my nipple. It didn’t take him long to realize hard sucking produced more.

My breasts felt strange and heavy as he sucked. It was disappointing when he stopped and fondled my nipples with his hands. He tossed something away from us and then placed his mouth back over my flesh.

I Looked down and had to smile. He’d removed the nipple rings that held the other men’s crest. I was elated, that must mean they were waking up.

Master Evan sucked until I was dry and tender. I was sure I wasn’t producing enough milk to make a substantial meal for a full grown man, so I fed him from the bowl. He took it willingly.

Master Bane was easier to feed and so was Master Christof. Both of them sat up and allowed me to feed them without a fuss. Neither would talk, they seemed shattered somehow.

Master Bane and Master Christof each removed a piece of the ornamentation the other men had left on me. Despite their efforts at removal, I still wore my earrings and the cuffs on my ankles. The dirty green slip of fabric at my waist was there also.

They were all resting on clean mats under the blankets. Each of them had eaten a serving of food. When Nu-reeh returned I prayed she would find the current situation sufficiently better than it had been.

My own stomach rumbled and I Looked into the pot. A small amount of the gruel still clung to the sides. I scraped it out and ate that bit myself.

I petted my bulging stomach and hoped it was enough to satisfy the little Life inside of me. It seemed to have been very heavy food, so hopefully the small amount I had taken would be enough. I was already upset with myself for losing my mind and not eating for several days prior.

Resting with my back to the fire pit, I looked around the room we were in. It was circular and had a single door. The messy clothing and mats I’d piled beside that entrance were gone now. The guards must have done that. Replacing the pile were several moderately sized containers that looked like gourds.