Recently, I've had a few people reach out or make comments that my feeder is bad and manipulative for introducing me to this fetish. And honestly, my first thought was that it'd be a great premise for a video. I want to see what it's like to have an evil feeder.

He exerts his control over me. He uses my weakness for food to sabotage my weight loss goals and ruin my diet. He calls me names and says things that discourage me from getting back in shape. I'm under no delusion that I'm something other than his property- his pet to feed and fatten and fuck.

I was heading to the ...

Recently, I've had a few people reach out or make comments that my feeder is bad and manipulative for introducing me to this fetish. And honestly, my first thought was that it'd be a great premise for a video. I want to see what it's like to have an evil feeder.

He exerts his control over me. He uses my weakness for food to sabotage my weight loss goals and ruin my diet. He calls me names and says things that discourage me from getting back in shape. I'm under no delusion that I'm something other than his property- his pet to feed and fatten and fuck.

I was heading to the gym, but he told me to stay. He directs me to a takeout bag- with heaping piles of rice and chicken and egg rolls inside. I'm not going to resist him- it's no use. It's never worked before. So I eat, as instructed. I shovel in bite after bite, washing it down with soda and burping between labored breaths. I feel so guilty and powerless. Not just because he's doing this to me but because the food is so delicious that I can't help but go along with it.