Calling him by his proper name

"Next up is how you address a man. Women are the servants and their place is to look up to their man, so they need to address their men proper," he said. You could see your girlfriend grit her teeth and it was amazing to see her actually maintain her composure at this point. Meanwhile your grandfather continued on as he stared intently at Carrie's chest.

"Since I'll be the one training you, you'll call me sir from now on. Or master. Got it?"

Carrie paused for a brief second before nodding her head. Definitely a surprise to see Carrie agree to something like that, even if this was all just to go along with what you wanted and Carrie wasn't enjoying it at all, as far as you could tell at least.

"So let's test it out. Get me another beer babe," your grandfather said, holding out his empty bottle.

"Yes sir," Carrie grumbled out, taking the empty from his hand and walking to the kitchen. Your grandfather smiled as you both watched her walk away, her nightie giving a nice peek at her rear end.

"Hell of an ass on that girl," he said to you before Carrie returned, holding out the chilled beer for him. His wrinkled face grew angry and disgusted.

"Don't be such a brain dead fuckin bimbo, open the damn bottle!" he yelled out at her. Carrie recoiled, jumping a tiny bit and hurrying to open it.

"Sorry sir," she said quickly, twisting the top and holding the beer out for him. He snatched it from her hand, taking a swig before he placed his thumb over the mouth of it and shook it up. Before Carrie could react he was aiming the bottle at her and moving his thumb, beer exploding all over your girlfriend. He focused it on her chest, but soon Carrie was utterly soaked in beer from head to toe as it dripped down to the floor. Her nightie clung even tighter to her skin and she let out a slight gasp as your grandfather seemed completely content with himself.

"Punishment for not knowing your place and how to fuckin serve a man," he said, tossing the now empty bottle at her feet. "Now get me another fuckin beer and this time use some common sense and open it for your master!"

Carrie bent and grabbed the empty bottle from the floor, practically running to the kitchen to get his next beer.

"See, that's how you treat a cunt like her. She'll learn her place and fuckin love every second of it once I break her in," he said. Carrie hurried back in, tits bouncing as she raced to your grandfather and opened the bottle.

"I'm so sorry master," she said as she bent to hand him the beer, giving him a perfect view of her cleavage. As she straightened back up you could see that Carrie's nipples were visibly hard and poking through her top. That was just because of the beer though, there was no way she was enjoying this, right?

"It's fine slut, you just haven't had a real man come along and show you what your place is. You'll learn," he said as he took the beer.

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