1. Master James Sub Emma


    Date: 10/8/2017, Categories: BDSM, Mature, Author: masterjames121, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    a sinking feeling in her stomach. Wasn't she even going to be allowed to eat the food she had sweated over? James and William sat at the table and began to eat. They swapped a few derogatory comments about her cooking, and she hoped that was just for show. She had tried her hardest – surely they wouldn't punish her for that? Her stomach grumbled again, and William laughed. "It's coming bitch, don't worry." After what felt like hours, James pushed his chair out and walked over to a high cupboard. With her eyes fixed on the lino, Emma didn't know what he was doing, but she hoped desperately that she would be allowed to eat something soon. "Your dinner's in the corner," said William eventually. Emma looked up and saw a large dog-bowl in the corner of the room. One partition was filled with the leftover spaghetti from James and William's plates, the other with water. She stared at it numbly, knowing what they meant her to do but unable to move. "If you don't want it, we can throw it away," James said casually. Miserably, she walked over to the dog-bowl and knelt in front of it. She reached her hands out to pick up some spaghetti, but they were slapped away. "It's not polite to eat with your hands." William grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her. She felt the cool metal of handcuffs being fastened on her wrists, and she was unable to move her arms. Emma looked at the bowl and knew she now had no choice. She lowered her head, the movement difficult without her hands to ...
    balance, and began to eat. The spaghetti was cold, but she was hungry. It was surprisingly hard to get hold of the food with just her mouth, and even harder to lap at the water. Soon she had sauce covering her face and chest, and water was slopped down her front. James and William hadn't left the room; they were sat at the kitchen table watching her eat. "This is how you're going to eat all your meals from now on, bitch," William informed her. "If we let you eat at a table with a knife and fork you might get confused and think that you're a real person." "I'm just looking forward to the day she makes something like rice pudding," James said snidely. As they both chuckled at that, Emma tried to ignore them and focus on getting as little food on herself as possible. "This might be a good time to talk about your daily routine," said William. "You'll get up every day at eight am to shower and remove all your body hair." "And when he says all, he means all, whore. That means you had better take more care than you did when you were still a person, because if we find any hair you will be punished." James had always laughingly complained at the mediocre effort Emma put into shaving her pussy, back when they were still a couple. "You'll find an outfit on the bed in the spare room. Get dressed and come down here, and you'll find a list of the meals we want to eat that day. You'll make the breakfast and have it ready and on the table for exactly half past nine. You'll eat whatever we don't ...
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