Only if "delicious" means "dangerously denied"

John looked her straight in the eye, took some of the asparagus, dipped it in the garlic sauce, and ate it in front of her. Then he put more protein powder into a new cup - a lot more - and let loose with a stream of piss. He filled the cup up almost to the top this time, then told Eve to spit in it. John spit in it too and then stuck the glass on the windowsill outside in the putrid summer heat. "That's for later, pisstits. Keep cooking. Remember the rules."

John grabbed another gallon of water, and walked back into the living room. Eve could hear the sound of porn on the television, and despite her occasional yelps as the rare tiny droplet of oil landed on her stomach, tits, and pubic mound - she found herself getting turned on by the sounds.

"Bend over the pan, slut," John said, walking into the kitchen with a newly half-empty gallon of water and a hard dick swinging freely.

"Please be careful, sir - that pan is very hot. I'm not sure... " She was cut off as John pulled her hips back and pushed her tits over the pan. Constant little pricks of pain danced across her nipple and the underside of her breasts. He pulled her back onto his dick and...

Could it be? John had put his dick in her pussy! Finally! What kind of punishment was this?? She felt explosions of pleasure ripple through her, and she barely noticed the oil dancing onto her skin as she bent over the stove. John started to fuck her, far more roughly than he ever had before. She felt an orgasm start to build. FINALLY. She had wanted this for months! She started to approach the beginning and...

"Careful, little cock holster. If your knees buckle you're falling directly into that pan of boiling oil. I will not save you. I wouldn't cum if I were you."

Eve looked down at the burning oil with fear. Oh no. It already hurt her tits, but landing in it... she would be scarred for life.

John fucked her harder, and harder. Fuck, his cock was so perfect. She started to bite her lip to try to make sure she didn't collapse into an orgasm of her own. Oh, fuck... this was ****...

She felt John's cock twitch, and it seemed like he immediately started to cum with so much **** that it almost set her off right there. But she held strong. She was not allowed to cum. Would not!

"Awww.... is my little girl frustrated? That was so close to having a real, honest-to-goodness full-body orgasm from a proper fuck."

"Looks like the food is done. Your first course, too!"

John pissed into a nearby glass and held it out for her. "Here! Have a quick pick-me-up. I'll be taking my food to the table. Meet me at there when you're done."