The Photo Shop Ch. 63 - Sex Stories

The Photo Shop Ch. 63

... remainder of your tasks." I made her walk in front of me up the stairs carrying the bag with the groceries she had brought with her. The way her cute butt moved was a show on its own which I thoroughly enjoyed, and I wasn't the only one enjoying it, judging by the way my cock was moving in my pants. By the time we were at the top of the stairs, it was rock hard, making it slightly difficult for me to take the last 4 steps of the staircase.

When we entered the apartment, completely in line with what I had my previous two 24-hour slaves do, I told her I wanted her to prepare a 3-course meal for the both of us. There was a lot of stuff in the fridge; plus what she brought with her, and I wanted it to be a surprise. One major caution, I don't like spicy food, for the rest, she was totally free in what she prepared. She could start by pouring me a nice glass of Chardonnay as an aperitif, which she immediately did and surprised me by the way she brought it to me, I don't know how she managed it but when she reached me, she dropped to her knees in front of me, while I was sitting in my easy chair and presented the glass balancing it on her flat upturned hand, held parallel with her boobs. I must say that was a circus-worthy act.

After I picked it up, and before she jumped up, I told her to pour one for herself. Although she was my slave like the two other women who lost the bet, I wanted her to have a good time as well. Going back to the kitchen, after she poured herself a ...

... glass and lifted it in salute, she took a sip, and started rummaging through the fridge in search of ingredients to prepare me a royal, probably Brazilian meal. I told her to don an apron to protect her skin from potential fat burns. She looked so cute in it I picked up my camera and started taking pictures alternated with video of her, while she was working. God, she looked so alluring, I could easily imagine that although she was his slave, Jack was thoroughly infatuated with her.

However as she was now my 24-hour slave I had to challenge her, so I snuck up on her while she was busy with all kinds of ingredients and cupped her pussy. She was a bit startled by my act but quickly got it back together again. I passed a small vibrating egg from one hand to the other and pushed it inside her already moist vagina. It was so small that she would barely feel it was there. I shoved its twin, which I had lubricated profusely, inside her rectum. This would allow me to start teasing her while sitting comfortably in my chair, enjoying my glass of Chardonnay.

I knew she was completely faithful to Jack like he was to her, so I started to think about how I was going to convince her to deceive him as I didn't want him to give her a really bad beating for participating in that bet in London. Up to now, her back was slightly pink from the flogging in the studio, but I knew that wouldn't satisfy Jack by any means. OK, I'll find a reason to give her another flogging, maybe using a cane or ...