3. he lets her humiliate herself

After Jack had used her as a footstool for about 5 min now, he was starting to get bored, especially since she was really just staying on all fours. He took his feet off her, "get up and get a lipstick, a cucumber, a banana and a fly swatter, you have 2 min from .... Now." He said with a grin and looked at the clock. She looked at him with her widened blue eyes and ran. She was fast even on the shoes with those heels. He heard her running up the stairs and a while later running down again, he saw her running through the hall and heard her searching the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen. Then he heard the clacking again and she was standing in front of him again, breathing heavily. She even had everything he wanted with her. Jack looked at the clock and she was in time.

"That was more than two minutes" he lied brazenly to her face.

"What?! No, I was..." She began angrily.

"I think you took longer!" He repeated.

She grumbled in anger, looked at him with a sharp look and took a deep breath.

"Write slut, with the lipstick on your forehead and Jack's hole around your mouth. Guess what you're going to address me as Master now as well, anytime, anywhere! And when I'm around you, you will only speak of yourself in the third person, or better

as Jack's fucktoy. Do you understand me!?" He said firmly.

"Yes, Jacks Fucktoy, got it, master!" She replied after gritting her teeth and then started writing the words. She wrote bitch in big letters on her forehead, Jack on her right cheek and hole on her left cheek while shaking with anger.

"Good slut and now tell me how useless you are." He, she, demanded next.

"Ahrgh, Jack's fucktoy is an In useless woman," she said in anger.

"Oh come on, you can do better than that!" He said challengingly.

"Jack's Fucktoy is so useless that she can't even manage to express it in words." She tried one more time. Jack looked at her and indicated with his index finger that she should approach him. Sandra approached him to within a step.

"What did you forget?" He asked her angrily.

"I... Jack's fucktoy don't know!" She replied after a moment's hesitation.

"You really are a useless plaything!" Reacted he harshly and took the rest of her things.

"You should call me Master, you stupid bitch," he said, slapping her back.

"Ahh, damn, that hurt fucktoy.... , Master." She cried out.

"So Fucktoy, now back on your knees. Right across to me. Put the banana in your mouth and suck it. Also, you're going to fuck yourself with the cucumber, slowly and deep, very slowly!" He ordered her. She followed his instructions, just looking forward as her cheeks moved, he assumed she was really sucking the banana. He now realized she hadn't named herself correctly.

"Look at me!" he yelled at her and started to push up her blazer, with the fly swatter. Sandra turned her head towards him as she continued to suck the banana and also pushed the cucumber further into her cunt with one hand.

-slap-

-slap-

-slap-

he slapped her trained, firm ass hard three times with the flyswatter. She whimpered into the banana and moaned softly again and again as the cucumber touched her cervix. Jack bent over and pressed the banana a little deeper into her mouth, so deep that she began to gag briefly.

"You're going to make a good little toy, Fucktoy. You're nothing but a toy, no you're my toy!" He humiliated her further and took the banana out of her mouth again, wanting her to talk about herself again in a degrading way.

"Jack's Fucktoy is nothing more than a toy. Jack's Fucktoy is a useless old toy, Master!" she began in a quivering voice and then fell silent as she heard the front door.

"I think everyone knows you're mine because your son is an asshole," Jack said to her still waiting.

Who is it?

1 the man

2 the son

3 a domestic help

4 someone else