The two have a pleasant dinner together

John watched as a naked Evelyn, ashamed and retching, walked into the dining room and set his tray of garlic, asparagus, onion, eggplant, and milk in front of him. He quickly scarfed down a large helping. He needed to "prime the pump," to start making his cum and piss as wretched as possible, as soon as possible. Huh. Evelyn was actually quite a good cook, as it turned out.

"Now," John said, "the severity of this next phase of the punishment is entirely up to you. Get under the table." John snapped his fingers and pointed.

Eve was already stressed beyond belief. Hungry, disgusted with herself, eager to get back into John's good graces, and ashamed of her behavior. She got under the table, ready to do whatever she could.

"Up until recently, you've been irritated when I came down your throat. But not anymore. Clearly you are starting to love it, and while nothing I do could possibly make you love it any less, I must go through the motions of trying to discourage you. Start sucking my dick."

Eve, mortified at her earlier behavior, began to slowly work the tip - unsure of what John wanted.

"I'm afraid that half-effort just isn't going to cut it anymore. I won't tell you you have to... but you're going to want to speed up. A lot. See, there are two reasons you might want to do so. First, this cum is going to be your only solid food today other than that cup of rancid flavorless protein-spit-piss-drink I left outside earlier. You're going to want a lot of it.

"But that's not the real problem. I don't know if you know this, but just like pineapple makes my cum taste like a sugar delight, everything on this tray in front of me makes my cum and piss taste like rancid backwash. And the longer you take to extract your food from me tonight, the worse your meal will taste. I'll give you as long as you need down there - with a limit - but the longer you take to eat your meal, the more you'll want to throw it up. And I will absolutely make you lick it up off the floor if you do.

"So you had better suck like you have never sucked before. You might need to get creative. Good luck."

Eve's eyes went wide. She started deepthroating John as hard and as fast as she could. Minutes passed... nothing. Minutes more... and still his dick refused to give her her meal. John smiled. He had never actually tried to hold back before, he'd always cum as fast as he felt like. But not this time. And with how often she throated him just like that, he was quite used to her rapid deepthroat technique.

Eve started to panic. She was starving. She NEEDED this. She desperately started making love to the dick in her mouth. Her tongue ran all over its skin. She tried new things, she tried old things, she moved fast, she moved sensually, she tongued hard, she licked his balls, she throated him, she spit, she tried to use her tits, she tried EVERYTHING. But John seemed to actively be resisting her

Eve thought hard. What more could she do??