The Photo Shop Ch. 63 - Sex Stories

The Photo Shop Ch. 63

... pork. I've added smoked ribs I found in the freezer, which you also seem to like very much, and as you can see it is served with white rice. To complete it I should have added some farofa, which is toasted manioc flour, which gives the dish a crunchy texture, but you didn't seem to have any manioc available. So I added some fried bananas and orange slices."

"From your description, I can't imagine this could be a spicy dish."

"No, it isn't, and to make it really authentic I serve a caipirinha with it."

"Ah that I do know, there's nothing better on a hot Brazilian evening after a hard days work though I learned the hard way that while they're so easy to drink, indulging in too many results in quite a hangover the next morning. I'll restrict myself to two of your delicious but ooh so treacherous drinks, thank you very much."

There was absolutely nothing I could fault her with this time, she was completely naked and served me the food before partaking herself. It was delicious and I was seriously tempted to have a third caipirinha but wisely stayed away from it. No need to tempt the hangover devils. We took our time to enjoy the dish, doing like Brazilians do, having a slow meal. That's where I found another reason to punish her, she forgot to keep the food warm.

"Slave the food is getting cold, and I haven't finished yet, so what shall I do, warm up your lovely Brazilian butt with a cane and then put the food on it to keep warm?"

"I'm so sorry Master, but I ...

... didn't know you had something to keep food warm during a meal."

"Understandable, but you didn't ask either, now did you?"

"No Master, I made a big mistake and need to be punished for it."

"OK, I'll add it to your punishment for breaking the nudity rule, now get the hot plate with the night lights from the cupboard."

"Yes, Master."

While she was getting up to fetch the heater with the night lights, I activated the vibrating eggs again making it slightly difficult for her to move around. She stopped regularly while setting it up, being stimulated again to the verge of orgasm. I kept an eye on her to check that she didn't cross the line. After the thing was installed and the food warmed up again we continued our wonderful meal. She didn't eat all that much, but I could see that she did enjoy her own cooking. When we finally finished, she suggested taking a break before savoring dessert.

I proposed she took a nap on the big bed in my bedroom. Although she said she was not tired, I insisted. Taking her there I ordered her to lie flat on her back and spread her arms and legs as wide as she could. Once she'd done that I quickly secured her with ropes that I had prepared beforehand.

"So Elisa, tell me, how ticklish are you?"

"I'm very ticklish Master, I guess Master Jack told you?"

"Yes he did slave and that it was one of the things I should subject you to, he even provided me this tool," I said while taking a few, bound-together, feathers, and wiggling them ...