Page 12 of Absolution

“Go on.” Taking his seat, his attention fleetingly returned to the remaining food on his plate. Collecting the penultimate fork of egg, he held his breath as she settled into place and slowly lowered the top half of her body in the plate’s direction.

“Eat.” He slipped the fork into his mouth, painfully excited as she attempted her first bite.

She sucked the first piece of egg past her lips, her hair falling forward as she tried to reconcile what was happening.

“Wonderful,” he cooed, concluding his final mouthful. “Keep going, and as you chase your food around the plate, remember why you’re down there in the first place.”

“Yes, sir.” Her head fell as she nibbled at one of the squares of toast she’d cut up. Based on how her long, damp hair draped in the egg, he reasoned that he’d need to wash her hair again once her intoxicating ordeal was over.

“Tell me why.” He placed his knife and fork down before turning his chair to get a better view of the show. She looked electrifying as she lapped at the scrambled egg, her concentration drilling into the plate in what he assumed was an attempt to avoid his insistent stare.

“Ella.” He ran his tongue over his teeth, smiling as she jumped at his deeper tone.

“I came without your permission, sir.” Her face hovered over the plate, her eyes squeezed closed at her obvious shame.

Tucker didn’t know why she was so mortified, though. He could hardly recall a time she’d looked better.

“Yes,” he concurred. “But worse than that, you came before I did, little girl, when we’d already agreed that you’d wait for my pleasure.”

She heaved in a breath. “Yes, sir.”

“And you concur that this was our agreement?” He was loving every bloody minute of her torment. Seeing her there struggling over the plate was so exquisite that he couldn’t remember why he hadn’t thought of the idea before.

“Yes, sir.” She edged closer to the egg, her thighs no doubt taking the brunt of her weight as she readied herself.

“Good.” He was happy she hadn’t dared to try to justify her unwarranted pleasure. It wasn’t as though he hadn’t warned her what the outcome of her impetuousness would be. His little girl had wandered into this onslaught with her eyes wide open.

“Get your face right down in the food.” Stroking his swelling shaft, he wanted to cheer as she reluctantly obeyed. “That’s it.” Christ, she was gorgeous. “I want every piece of egg and toast eaten.”

A groaned whimper left her lips as she moved to comply, the noise ballooning his need. He reveled in her denigration as the meal continued at the same torturous pace. Her knees were wide as she balanced over the plate, and her breasts weresquashed against his robe as she chased the final pieces of toast around the plate.

Her anguish was obvious as her meal drew to a close, but by the time her plate was clean, Tucker was so horny at her humiliation, he was close to yet another climax.

“It’s done, sir.” She sounded on the verge of tears as she rose unsteadily on her knees. Her gaze was glued to the plate as she waited on his verdict.

“Come here.” He beckoned her over with one finger, noting how she still didn’t lift her gaze to meet his. Never mind. He’d still take the moment to relish her accomplishment. “Turn around and press your face into the tiles, little girl. Don’t worry, your cheeks look so red and hot, you’ll probably appreciate them. I want to see your ass.”

Her panting gasps filled the strained silence as she shuffled to meet his demand. Once she was safely in position, he skimmed a fingertip over the crest of her delicious ass cheeks and down to her pussy. From this angle, her sex was exposed and vulnerable, but she only mewled as he brushed two digits over her wet lips.

“You are so fucking horny.” Even Tucker couldn’t believe how aroused the degrading meal had gotten her. He definitely wasn’t the only one who’d enjoyed it. “So, you liked your breakfast, after all?”

That was an understatement.

“No, sir.” She sniffed from the floor.

“Well, your body begs to differ, little girl.” He chuckled as he slid to his knees behind her. “And you can count on onething. From now on, you’ll earn your place at my table, which means that all misdemeanors will see you eating this way again.”

She groaned as he pushed his fingers inside her.

“That’s it.” He couldn’t wait to bury his dick into her wet channel. “Based on how naughty you are, little girl, I have no doubt that you’ll be eating this way again before too long.”

Chapter Five

A Date with Scrambled Eggs

Ella

“It’s just as well I keep a few of these in my robe.”

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