She is no whore. Offer her a competition.

"Listen, little one," you tell her with crossed arms, "you are not a whore. If you want something to eat you will have to earn it."

"But I can't," says Stacy sadly, "I never worked for anything before. I am not strong or clever. My father pays my teachers for giving me good grades. Private school you know. What can I do to earn my food."

"How about a little competition," you say grinning, "If you succeed I give you something to eat. If not you will be my whore for the night and I give you food tomorrow morning."

"And what kind of competition would that be?" asks Stacy a bit shy.

Before you answer you reach for the wooden spoon. Stacy's eyes wide as you turn around and point to her ass.

"Ok, pull down your pants and panties," you tell her, "I want access to your naked ass. Don't be ashamed. I already saw everything you have to offer."

"Oh no," pleads Stacy fearful, "not my ass. It is still red from your last spanking."

"I will not spank you again," you say and shake your head, "you will go on your knees, then I stick the shaft of the spoon in your asshole. If you manage to keep an egg balanced at the spoon until I am ready with the dough you win. But of course I will not make it easy for you. Come on! On your knees!"

"I ... I am not sure if I want to do this," stumbles Stacy nervous, while you fondle her tits, "can't you just give me the food? Why are you such an asshole again?"

"How did you just call me?" you shout and twist both her nipples until she cryes, "listen, you little slut! The game has already started and I don't need your allowance to drill your ass or fuck you silly. I could rip your clothes apart and **** you. And then I could keep you here tied up and feed you with nothing my cum for the whole week. And then, when you are nothing but my personal cum slut I could rent you out to the other perverts here. And there is nothing you can do against it. But I choosed to be a nice guy and offer you a fair chance to earn your food and freedom. And as a thank you insult me. Didn't you learned from last time that you shouldn't argue with me, you pathetic little whore? No go on all fours before I really loose my temper."

You let go Stacy's breasts which are red and swollen because of your surprising attack. Stacy sobs and goes on all fours just like you ordered. Suddenly she kisses your shoes and mumble excuses. You yank down her pants and panties brutally. Her ass really is still red and hot. To Stacy's discomfort you give her ass another playful slap and **** the shaft of the spoon deep in Stacy. She cryes in pain as the wood scratches her inner parts. You wiggle the spoon a bit to increase Stacy's agony. Stacy gasps and moans. You come to the idea that she is a ass virgin. Or at least nobody shove something up her ass that brutal. Then you place the egg in the hollow of the spoon. After that you pet her sarcastic and start making the dough.

Stacy is close to tears. The shaft in her ass hurts and arouses her. She is constantly gasping, moaning and sometimes you caught her when she tryes to finger herself but she can't reach her pussy without loosing balance. You can't help but make it even more difficult for her to hold balance. Sometimes you tip her with your feet, tickle her a bit or caressing her sensitive ass. One time after you kneaded the dough you **** her to lick your fingers clean. Every time Stacy moans begging for you to stop. She didn't dare to speak because the egg may fall down. But you are to cruel for that. You just love it to much to see her suffer. It makes you honey to see her with on the floor like a dog, watching you with her begging puppy eyes and . The studio even sends you a mail to your mobile phone and tells you, that you have earned a small amount of dominance points.

But Stacy is quite good for such a crybaby she was until now you are almost ready and the egg isn't broken jet. But she really have to fight against her pain and arousment.