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Chapter 18 by JoshCircum JoshCircum

What does he do?

Makes her make him breakfast

Morning sunlight streamed through the bedroom windows, casting a warm glow over the tangled mass of bodies. Josh stirred first, his eyes blinking open as he took in the scene before him - Kris and Erin, still fast asleep, their nude forms pressed against his sides.

A satisfied smirk played on his lips as he reached over to gently shake Kris awake. "Rise and shine, sweetheart," he murmured, his voice husky with sleep. "It's time to start the day."

Kris's eyelids fluttered open, her drowsy gaze meeting Josh's. "Mmm, morning Master," she mumbled, stretching languidly beneath the covers.

Josh's hand came to rest on her hip, his touch lingering. "Stay naked today, okay? I like looking at you like this," he said, his eyes roaming appreciatively over her bare skin.

"Of course, Master," Kris replied, her voice still thick with sleep. She yawned widely, revealing the pink interior of her mouth before nestling closer to Josh, seeking warmth and comfort.

"And why don't you go make me some breakfast in bed? Scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and maybe some fresh fruit?"

Kris nodded, already rolling out of bed and padding softly towards the en-suite bathroom to freshen up.

"I think I'll take my coffee black today," he added, a hint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Make sure it's extra strong, won't you, my little ****?"

After giving Kris her instructions, Josh settled back into bed, wrapping an arm around Erin to pull her closer. The young woman stirred, mumbling something incoherent before snuggling deeper into Josh's embrace, her naked body moulding perfectly against his.

Josh smiled, feeling a surge of contentment wash over him. Life was good when he had two beautiful, obedient slaves to cater to his every whim. He could have more, but he'd have to think about that later.

15 minutes later, the aroma of cooking wafted through the house, signalling Kris's progress in the kitchen. Josh lounged in bed, idly stroking Erin's hair as she slept peacefully in his arms.

The bedroom door creaked open, and Kris entered, a tray balanced precariously in her hands. She moved with practiced grace, avoiding any accidental bumps or spills as she approached the bed.

"Here you are, Master," she announced, setting the tray down on the bedside table with a soft clink. "Scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, fresh fruit, and a steaming mug of black coffee, just as you requested."

Josh's eyes lit up, appreciating the effort Kris put into pleasing him. "Excellent work, my dear," he praised, sitting up to sample the offerings. "You've outdone yourself today."

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