Knowing one's place

"Wear the apron on the hook" the old bastard grinned at his good fortune.

I nodded tentatively and went to clean myself off. I quickly realized that no other clothes in the house would possibly fit my new curvy and petite body. Resigned, I looked towards the apron and sighed. It was obviously a tool my father used when he wanted to have some fun. The front was so low cut that it almost overwhelmed the fact that the back was completely open.

_But I reckon it's better than wearing nothing. _I quickly slipped it on and tied the knot around my waist as I looked for something to serve my master. Master? No I couldn't have thought that. I must be imagining things. I eventually got a New York Strip seasoned with salt, pepper, garlic, and onions on the stove. As I focused my mind at the task at hand I felt a grip of steel caress my round butt.

Stifling a moan, I glanced back up at him with pouty doe eyes. He laughed, "Since you seem to know your place, let's eat together!" Beaming with pride, I went to grab two plates for us.

SLAP. I squealed as my perfectly round ass jiggled from the impact.

Tsk. Tsk. "Sex toys don't eat at no table. Here I thought you were capable of learning." Despite my brain screaming in defiance, my body dropped to its knees: "Forgive me Master! I'll do better, I promise!"

The overweight son of a bitch ignored me and proceded to bring the entire steak I slaved over to the table. He then doubled back and glared down at me menacingly: "Don't worry slut, I'll show you where you can eat." His fingernails dug into the roots of my hair and pain rocketed through my head as he began to drag me over towards his seat.

"I said we eat together, not that we are eating the same thing you dumb bitch." My head was to the ground when he reached his chair. My brain became fuzzy from the impact and drool falls from my mouth as a come up onto my knees. _Am I woozy from the injury... No this is different I really want to eat... "_The fuck are you doing? Your meal is in front of you so eat it." A shadow falls across my vision. As his phallic monstrosity came into view, my mouth watered further and drool came down in a constant stream.

My throat was wrapping around my father's baby maker before his knife even touched the steak. My mind went blank as my test papers and all that encompassed my being was his pulsing, powerful stick. God I want this to give me babies. Wait. What. The. Fuck. Did I just want to become pregnant? The thoughts ceased when my nose touched his pubic hairs: "The tip feels a bit breezy down there, am I in your stomach?" He paused as he looked down from his meal. A wicked smile came across his face as he looked down into my euphoric sky blue eyes: "Time to make a direct deposit to the cum dump. Savor this meal well since its all you'll eat from now on you cum drunk slut of a schoolgirl!"

Lava filled my stomach as he held my face into his pubes. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my brain shattered as fireworks emanated from the core of my being. He pulled my head up just enough for the final load to fall in my mouth and my tongue rolled around his second head in ecstasy. The Salty flavor and gummy texture swirled around my tongue. With his lovely dick out of my mouth, I tilted my head and revealed my pearly white reward to master: "Good girl now remember your medication goes with food" A pill appeared from his sleeve into his hand and he popped it into my jizz filled mouth. "Now swallow fuck pet"

Gulp. It went down smoother than the finest champagne. "Thank you for the meal master!"

Warmth began spreading through my body once more and I collapsed into ecstacy with my mind growing dimmer. "The true pleasure is yet to come... Danny."