For the next five minutes, Amanda cleaned her new master while he groped her body. She longed to push him away but knew it would only earn her more punishments. Finally, he allowed her to clean herself before pulling her out. He made her dry him with a big towel and then he roughly dried her off too. By the time he was finished she was red all over.



“Time for breakfast. As he said this, Amanda realised she was starving, her stomach growling at the thought of food. He pulled a collar out of the drawer and placed it around her neck, pulling a piece of rope through the ring hanging from the front. Her hands were then tied in front of her and the end of the rope also tied to the ring. She gasped as he pulled her along, the collar rubbing against the back of her neck. He led her out of the room and into a large, airy kitchen. Do you cook slave? I can cook some things, master. What would you like me to cook? He placed some bacon and eggs on the bench, along with a frying pan and some oil. Undoing the rope that tied her hands to the ring, but leaving her hands tied, he sat down to wait for his breakfast.



Watching her struggling to cook his meal with her hands tied only managed to make him hard again. She looked so young with her wet hair hanging around her face. Slave, how old are you? Nineteen master. He remembered her tight pussy from last night, asking her, How many men have you had sex with? She paused in her cooking and looked up at him, the blush again making her cheeks red. Two, including you Master. He was not surprised by her answer but wanted to find out more. Was he a boyfriend or just some guy you fucked? Her face went redder as she answered him. A boyfriend, master. How many times did he fuck you? He thought she was going to burst, she was so red. Only a few times, Master. How big was his cock, not bigger then mine I would guess. I’m not sure master, but he was not as big as you.”



Amanda turned away to check on the food cooking, increasingly embarrassed by his questions. Did you suck his cock A few times Master. Did you deep throat or just play with it in your mouth.? I only played with it master. She wished he would stop but could see that he was enjoying her discomfort. How long since you last had sex, not counting last night. She shivered at the reminder of what he had done to her last night. About five months ago master. Why did you break up with your boyfriend? He moved away to go to college master. She turned and pick up the pan with difficulty and slid the food onto a waiting plate. She carefully picked up the plate and put it on the table in front of her new master. Coffee too slave. She made her way back to the bench to pour him a cup of coffee, carefully trying not to burn herself as she carried the mug with her bound hands. Mouth watering at the smell of the food, she stood waiting beside his chair.



David could see her eyeing off the food but was not going to let her eat yet. Kneel down beside the chair. Once she had knelt down, he retied her hands to the ring and then forced her to sit under the table, where she would be able to reach his cock with her mouth. He tied off the lead to the bottom rung of his chair, effectively keeping her in place. Slave, you will service my cock while I am eating and if I think you have done a good job, I will save some food for you. If you do a bad job, you will find it is a long time until lunch. He sighed as he felt her warm mouth surround his cock.



Amanda swallowed his cock down into her throat, gagging as it stretched her once again. She could smell the food and hoped he would let her have some. He didn’t take very long to cum and she soon found herself swallowing down his load. She felt his hand pat her on the head, just like you would your favourite dog. Reaching down, he untied the rope from the chair and pulled her out till she was again kneeling beside his chair. Not bad, you still have a lot to learn but that was an improvement. He patted her head again and held up a piece of bacon. He teased her for a moment, pulling it away from her mouth as she was about to grab it, but eventually allowed her to take it. Amanda could not think of anything that had tasted as good. He placed his plate containing half of a fried egg and one more small piece of bacon on the ground. She hesitated, not sure how she would eat it, when she suddenly realised she would have to bend down and use her mouth. Go on, I thought you were hungry. Well if you don’t want it I guess I will just throw it out. No, please, don’t master. I will eat it. She bent down to eat the food off the plate, finding that because of her hands being tied so close to her collar, she had to turn her head and use the side of her mouth. By the time she had finished, she had grease and egg all down the side of her face.



“Well, slave, I guess it is time for your punishment. Let’s go David reached down to grab Amanda’s by the rope attached to her collar, when there was a loud banging sound, followed by what sounded like footsteps. He dropped the rope and went off to investigate the noise.



Amanda sat on the floor, hearing the sound of a scuffle in another part of the house. She was alarmed when she heard what sounded like gunshots. Not knowing what was happening, she moved to hide under the table, shivering in fear. When the door opened, she could see the legs of two men entering the room, their dark shoes echoing on the floor. Amanda held her breath, not knowing what they wanted.

“Look in the drawer, he may have put the papers in there. Amanda heard the men searching the drawers, the slams telling her they were not having much luck finding what they were after. Come on, nothing is in here. Lets try the den. Amanda could see the feet moving away from the kitchen, thinking that she would not be found, when one of them stopped. She suddenly realised that the plate she had eaten off not five minutes ago, was still sitting on the ground near the table.