You need to eat, let Alina make you dinner while you chill out a bit.

Alina picks your clothes off the floor and tosses them in the washer before handing you a robe. She disappears into her closet for a moment and then reappears in... goddamn it, that's just not fair. Nobody should be allowed to be this hot.

Her getup is clearly for your benefit, you can't take your eyes off of her as she guides you downstairs to the kitchen. You were planning on chilling out in the living room and watching a little TV before dinner, but you find yourself glued to a chair at the kitchen counter as she gets ready to make you food. It's... pizza. Of course, because you're a godless heathen and your culinary experience is limited to fast food, what you can get delivered to your door and the occasional outing to Applebees when the Sunday paper has buy-one-get-one-free coupons.

You're going to get homemade pizza, made by someone that... fuck. You don't deserve this. You certainly don't deserve this from HER. But this is your life now. And you are going to make sure it STAYS that way, for once in your useless life you're going to put the work in, and not give up, because you're not giving THIS up. You watch entranced as Alina rolls out the dough, a part of you knows that the performance she's putting on is to motivate you for what's coming, and you are grateful for it. As fucked as it is, you're glad you chose to enslave her.

You take your first bite of the pizza. It's amazing. Which is to be expected. You've never had home-made pizza before. Alina smiles as she sees you close your eyes and groan in ecstasy, and straddles your legs, getting on your lap and giving you a loving, tender kiss. You grip her juicy ass and squeeze, feeling the firm flesh give under your fingers as you pull her thong to the side and run your fingers along her moist slit. She moans seductively as she grinds her cunt into your hands.

You have an urge to grip her by her hair and spear your rapidly hardening cock in between those plump dick sucking lips, your cock aches to be inside her again. Dinner be damned.

Your little fuckslut reads your mind and with a mischievous smile, proceeds to enhance the already exquisite dining experience by sliding down your body until she's positioned between your legs and burying her head in your lap. She sticks out her pink tongue, extending it as far as it'll go, and wriggling it at you with a 'come hither' look in her eyes.

Your cock twitches as she lowers her head further, dragging her delicate tongue across your taint, never breaking eye contact. You revel in the sensation of your new sex **** bathing your balls with her tongue as you eat your pizza, feeding your cock into her cock-hungry mouth inch by inch as you enjoy your wonderful dinner.

Life is good.